Tubbo was anxiously sitting in the back of his social workers car, holding onto a bee plush. He had on a big green sweater on that fell to his knees as he was curled up in the backseat, scared. He didn’t want a new foster, they were all mean he got to your home and met you at your doorway Tubbos social worker pushed him to the ground and walk to their car and drives away there clearly happy to be away from Tubbo