It was almost reaching noon and the Watson family were mid bustle to get out of the house. In place of a birthday party Techno had decided that he wanted to do a museum trip and then dinner afterwards. Something simple, quiet and fun.

They were running a bit late in leaving, though Techno wasn't overly worried about it. He had spent time with his father looking up their plans the day prior, making sure it was what Techno had wanted and all. While Techno didn't understand all of what his father had gone on about he knew the man had accounted for some 'delays'.

A fancy word he'd learned meaning something like, 'things that take extra time'. Things like, Wilbur not waking up in time, or Tommy refusing to eat breakfast. Surely that had been accounted for. Or their mother catching her pants pocket on a door handle and tearing her jeans, making her have to find something new and 'presentable' to put on.

Surely those things had been accounted for.

Techno wasn't overly worried at all.

… He wasn't worried.

"Dad, are we leaving yet?" Techno asked as the man passed him quickly, dashing into the living room for a third time.

"Soon, Techno. I promise, soon. We'll be leaving as soon as we find your little brother." His father informed him in a rush.

Things like Tommy going missing.

Techno took a quick breath in, puffing it out as his frustration grew. Why was everything trying to be so difficult today? He just wanted to have fun with his family at a museum he heard about at school and then have something good to eat.

Crossing his arms Techno tried to keep his lower lip from trembling. He was a big boy now and he wasn't going to cry. He wasn't.

X-

"Come on, Tommy. You little brat. Where are you?" Wilbur muttered as he stepped out of his baby brothers room.

He and his father were on the hunt for said youngest child while their mother was busy getting ready with her last minute replacement outfit. Tommy had originally been sat at the living room coffee table to snack on a sliced banana while the last minute readying was done, food usually holding him in place. They had barely taken their eyes off him for a minute before he was gone.

So, while their father checked the larger rooms in the house Wilbur was sent to check the bedrooms. He'd just cleared Tommy's own room, the place being small with only a few places for the toddler to hide easily. Wilbur looked to the door that would lead to his parents room, but with the sound of his mother inside Wilbur doubted Tommy would be in there, otherwise their mother would have said something.

That left either his and Techno's room, or the bathroom. Shuffling quickly Wilbur pushed the door to his own room opened and was hardly surprised to see the writhing form of his baby brother inside. Tommy had managed to pull one of Wilbur's drawers open apparently and was currently stuck half body in one of his sweaters.

Relief mixed with annoyance Wilbur walked over and attempted to pull the fabric off his brother.

"Come on, Toms. We're going to be late." He sighed out as he tugged at one of the twisted sleeves.

"No!" Tommy shouted taking a wobbly step backwards.

Wilbur had to quickly grab Tommy by the shoulder to keep the unsteady child upright. Once he was sure the other wasn't going to fall over he frowned at his brother despite Tommy's face being hidden.

"Tommy." Wil started, attempting to use their fathers 'dad tone' to get him to listen, "We're already going to be late and Techno is waiting for us."

Wilbur tried again to get a firm hold of the pilfered sweater, only to once more have Tommy try to wiggle out of his hold.

"Wanna wear it!" Tommy protested, only just managing to get his face to peek out of the neck hole.

Tommy's face was flushed a deep red, a determined frown on his face as he pouted up at Wilbur.

"Its not going to fit you, Tommy. My clothes are too big for you." Wil tried to logic.

"Wanna wear it." Tommy repeated, this time his lower lip quivering just a bit, "Warm."

It wasn't his most convincing 'gunna cry' face, but it didn't need to be. Looking back towards the door and then to his brother Wilbur let out a sigh. It would really just be easier to just give in.

…Besides, Tommy really seemed to want to wear his sweater. His sweater.

"Okay, hold still. I'll pull your arms through." Wil directed as he started to dig into the tangle that Tommy had made in his own effort.

It only took a minute or so before Wilbur had it sorted out. The sweater was big on Tommy, as Wil had predicted, but it wasn't impossible for the other to wear. The body of the sweater swallowed up Tommy down just past his knees, the neck of it resting crooked but not enough to slip off his shoulder. The sleeves were long and hung like loose vines at his sides.

This seemed to amuse Tommy as he immediately tried to swat at Wil with one. This only had Wil rolling his eyes with a smile as he caught the sleeve and shoved his hand up into it. Taking hold of Tommy's hand within the sleeve he tugged his brother along with him.

"Come on now, Toms. Techno is going to be upset if we take any longer." He said with a nod towards the door.

Tommy didn't fight this time, but held onto Wil's hand and let him lead the way. He got what he wanted and Wilbur was fine with that. In fact, when the two of them came walking down the hall towards the front area of the house he was beaming with pride.

Tommy just looked too adorable swimming in Wil's clothing.

Xx-

While the beginning of the day had been less than fun Techno was quick to forget about it the moment they had arrived at the museum. There weren't too many people around despite the weather being nice and Techno was grateful for that. It meant he could enjoy the place in peace with his family like he'd wanted to.

The exhibit was of Medieval History, which included a whole section on Knights of Myth that Techno was honestly more invested in. His class had been learning about the knights and kings and such for the past two weeks, and that was fun he guessed. It was interesting even if a bit confusing. But the stories of King Arthur and his Knights are what really caught his attention.

As they traveled though the various rooms looking at all the old tools, weapons, armor and gowns of the royalty, Techno and his father took turns reading the plaques. Wilbur would take Techno's turn reading if there were other people too close for the middle child's comfort, but aside from that he seemed content enough just listening and pointing things out on the display itself.

Halfway though their visit and Tommy had started to overheat in the sweater he'd stolen from Wil. They all had to stop while their mother tried to sort him out as Tommy kept refusing to take said sweater off. In the end though, he'd been convinced to let her tie it around his waist when Wilbur himself had done so with his own. Granted, Tommy had needed it rolled up a lot more, resembling a backpack more than anything, but he seemed happy enough that it was still on.

The museum touring path ended with a 'Kids Exploration Room', which consisted of a puzzle table, a dress up area with a picture booth and even a small jousting 'arena' among other things. Wilbur was quick in heading towards a large plastic dragon that was set up in the corner, Techno close behind him.

The dragon was almost taller then their parents and was raised up as if about to breath fire on them. The two boys were ecstatic and bouncing at its feet. Wilbur wanted to try to climb up it but was quickly shot down by their father. It was their mother that suggested they 'fight' the dragon. Enough to take pictures for them to the show off to their friends.

With barely a look between each other both boys darted off to the dress up area.

Wilbur, with some help from their father, managed to get on some armor and carried a sword back to the dragon. Techno, however, had opted for a shield, an axe and a bright red kings cape and a crown. He was King Arthur and he was going to slay the dragon with his brother, a Knight from his table.

It was perfect.

Until Tommy got in the way. He'd waddled towards his brothers while their parents were trying to take pictures and was currently yelling at Techno and giving him grabby hands. He was demanding the crown from Techno's head as Techno tried to get him out of the way of their picture. When Tommy refused to be moved and the adults just chuckling instead of doing anything about, Techno came up with an idea.

Techno handed over his crown and moved Tommy to be sitting at the dragons feet. Repositioning himself so that Tommy would be seen in the picture, it now looked like he and Wilbur were rescuing him. A Prince, captured by a dragon and a King and Knight coming to his aid.

X-

By the time the Watson family reached the gift shop the kids were decently tired. They were each told they could get one thing, though in Techno's case he could get two since it was his birthday. He knew what he wanted already, but he browsed a bit first anyway. At least, until he reached the items he was hoping for.

He plucked a cape that was more his size then the last one he'd worn. This one was a shade of blue instead of the royal red. If Techno were going to be a king, he thought, he'd want a cape in his favorite color. Next, he just needed a crown, which of course were nearby. There were only a few left and some of them appeared to be broken, but that was fine. The one Techno wanted was on top-

The second he had the crown in hand he felt the tug on the back of his shirt. Tommy had come up behind him and was, by the look of it, inspecting Techno's choices.

"Want that." Tommy stated as he pointed to the crown in Techno's hands, looking up at the other expectantly.

"No, Tommy. This is for me." Techno tried to explain as he hugged the crown closer to himself.

"Want it!" Tommy insisted, hands reaching higher as he pulled on Techno's cape harder.

"There are other crowns, Tommy. I'll get you one of those." Techno replied with a frown as he reached for one of the others in the bin.

"No! Want that one!" Tommy repeated with an irritated huff.

"You can't have this one though. I want this one." Techno returned in a similar tone.

"Hey, give me that other one." Wilbur's voice cut in suddenly, making Techno jump a bit.

He hadn't heard Wilbur come into the isle with them and it spooked him that his brother got so close without his notice. In Wil's hand was some kind of instrument that Techno didn't care to look into. Instead he furrowed his brow at his older brother with a fresh pout.

"No, really. Give me the one you don't want." Wilbur directed again with a small grin on his face as he put down what he was holding.

Tommy was still demanding and tugging at Techno's side as he handed off what Wil wanted. Without hesitation Wilbur placed the crown on his head and then leaned down towards Tommy with an even wider grin than before.

"Hey, Tommy, look!" Wil called to his baby brother, "Don't you want this one here?"

Tommy looked over at Wilbur, his eyes glancing up at the crown on his head. He looked almost interested in it, but it didn't stick. Instead Tommy just turned back to Techno and frowned, a hand reaching towards the one he still held.

Wilbur let out a mild insulted sputter at this, a frown taking over his face.

"Tommy. Tommy, look. Mines better!" Wil tried to insist, but his youngest brother just didn't seem to care.

Still though, it gave Techno an idea.

Placing the crown he wanted back down into the pile Techno picked up a new one. This one was smaller than the one he wanted but as he picked it up, looked at it for a moment, nodded his head at it and then put it on his head.

Tommy had stopped his tugging as he watched. His eyes hadn't followed the first crown at all, but instead were glued onto Techno. When his brother crossed his arms and looked down at Tommy the smaller child bounced on is little legs, an arm reaching up once more.

"Give. Want that one." Tommy demanded now, reaching for the new crown on Techno's head.

"traitor." Wilbur mumbled as he started to take the one off of his own head.

Techno smiled with pride as he lifted the crown up and placed it on Tommy's head. The blond child letting out a squeal of delight as he reached up to pat it. While Tommy was distracted Techno reached back for the one he wanted, placing it on his head finally.

Wilbur debated between the crown or the instrument he'd originally picked up when he seemed to have a thought. Picking up two more crowns he headed over to where their parents were waiting by the registers.

It took very little convincing for the Watson family to each leave with a crown, like the true royals they were.