Chapter 1: The List for Kids Just Tryna Get By

"It's going to be okay, alright? Where are your parents?" Wilbur asked, the sound of furious shuffling in the background hurting Tommy's ears. "That's a good fucking question!" Tommy yelled into the phone, anger and pent up sadness bleeding through the device, misdirected anger harming the other person. "They're gone Wilbur, they're gone and I-I don't know if-" his body wracked as a cough resonated through his body.

"I don't think they're coming back," he whispered the last part, the reality of the single sentence sending his world spiraling.

It's Christmas, and Tommy is alone.

Until he isn't.