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"I..uhm...happy reunion..?" Phil waves his hands around awkwardly as Tubbo and Wilbur glare at each other from across the dinner table. He looks at Tommy for help.
He groans. "Oh my DreamXD I hate this-" the youngest puts his head in his hands. Ranboo tries to give him a small smile.
They're all supposed to be eating dinner, but apparently having a staring contest sounds better to some people.
"So, uh, who's this kid again?" Techno asks, pointing towards the ram that sits next to him. The two brunettes never let go of their gaze, but Tubbo still manages to flip Techno off. He shrugs with a "fair enough" and continues eating.
"Dude, why're you guys here? I don't remember inviting assholes," Tommy glares at the ram in particular but gives a short glare to Ranboo too.
"Thought you'd be excited to see me, Toms," Tubbo says. Wilbur glares even harder at that, but the shorter still continues. "And glad to see you're still being an asshole."
"Why is this so incredibly awkward, I think I'm going to die, oh my DreamXD-" the blonde stands and rushes to the guest room. Okay, so apparently he can't stand awkward situations. Probably some secondhand embarrassment thing or something. Or maybe it's Tubbo, who knows.
Speaking of which, "I can go after him, if you guys are okay with it?" He more so states rather than asks. Phil nods anyway, even though his answer doesn't mean anything.
He stands and rushes to the guest room to find Tommy sitting on the bed, looking at Shroud. When he notices Tubbo, he quickly hides Shroud away and stares at him awkwardly.
The brunette sits next to him.
They sit in uncomfortable silence for a bit. "Listen, Toms, I'm...I'm sorry," Tubbo says wholeheartedly. "I really should've put your emotions and the setbacks it'd have on you first and..I'm just sorry I fucked up."
"Okay." The blonde stares at him, not giving him any confirmation of what that means.
"Toms? I said sorry."
"Okay, and I don't forgive you," Tommy keeps his composure. Tubbo, on the other hand, does not, as his words completely take him aback.
"What..what do you mean, you don't forgive me?" The ram laughs breathily, confused. "This isn't a time to joke around, Tommy. I'm genuinely sorry."
"I. Don't. Forgive you." He firmly states. "Sorry won't save you this time."
Tubbo laughs some more, even more confused and slightly irritated. "I'm apologizing, of course you forgive me. You've always forgave me for shitty things I've done in the past, so what's different now?"
"What's different is that I'm not scared of upsetting you anymore. You can't throw me out the window with three adults, all the top vigilantes, outside this door." Tommy glares at him. "You don't deserve closure. Especially not for making me fucking homeless!" He stresses, aggravated.
"You're- you're exaggerating," Tubbo stutters. Had he really been that bad? "Listen, I'll try and better myself, I swear-"
Tommy stands up from the bed and walks towards the door. "People aren't gonna forgive you so easily. Learn to accept that," he glares before exiting the room, leaving Tubbo alone to think about what he's done.
"Oh fucking hell.."
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"No, I'm telling you, I smelled gunpowder! He definitely has some sort of explosive or weapon-"
"You're probably being paranoid. Maybe he just got out of an explosion, you don't know."
"I am not being paranoid, you bitch-"
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"Okay, why're we doing this?" Tommy instinctually asks as soon as they start driving. Phil thought it'd be a fun idea to go on a Fun Family Field Trip™ due to "tension" between the bench trio or whatever.
Tubbo and Ranboo had to sleep in the guest room with the blonde yesterday, much to the dismay of, like, everyone.
Tommy opted for the couch that night.
But now it's fine because Philza Minecraft is taking them on an epic field trip to- wait, where are they going again?
"Because you guys are being asses to each other and field trips are cool," Phil explains.
"Hey, at least we're out of the house for once, yeah?" Wilbur turns in his seat to face everyone in the back.
"This is dreadful. Terrifying. I'm physically shaking, it's so scary." Tommy remarks almost sarcastically. "I just hate when we have to interact with real human beings."
"Yeah, but we're not humans-"
"Shut up Ranboo, nobody cares." He berates aggressively for no particular reason.
"Okay, but why put the 7 foot giant in the trunk?" Techno asks, twisting a bit towards the back back of the car.
"Yeah, seriously, what the fuck?" Tubbo genuinely questions.
"We'll ignore it, we'll ignore it," the oldest laughs a bit and continues driving. "Any ideas on where to go, guys?"
Everyone stays quiet until Techno sighs. "So you're telling me that you had an idea, rushed us all into a car at 6 in the morning, and proceeded to not have any plan on where to go? What in the impulse decision bull crap is this?"
"I say we go to 7/11!" Tubbo throws his arms up childishly.
"Is it cause you have to pee?"
"..Maybe."
"Okay, 7/11 it is," Phil decides without hearing anyone else out. Tommy just groans due to the fact that it's way too early for this bullshit.
When they arrive at a random 7/11, they all pile out of the car.
"Okay guys, here's the plan. We go in and split up to do our own thing. I'm paying for most of the stuff, except you Will, you got your own money you leech." Phil explains to everyone. They all (or everyone but Wilbur, who's looking at Phil in confusion) nod and run in.
Chaos ensues.
..okay, I guess Ranboo doesn't cause any chaos, but that's cause he's Ranboo and a coward, so...
Tommy awkwardly looks down some of the aisles, attempting to ignore the weird stares he gets. 'DreamXD, I hate Tubbo. Why is he here? How dare he breathe in my presence? Fuckin' prick.'
While he passes some of them, he hears Wilbur mumbling what can only be assumed a revenge plot or something with Techno just standing next to him. "You guys are losers," the blonde sighs and walks away after.
"Oh, hello there sir!" A random woman greets from inside an aisle. "Can you get me those chips? I'm a bit too short, in case you can't tell," she points towards the chips and laughs.
Tommy looks at her suspiciously. "Uh..sure." he walks down and grabs the chips, handing them to her. She takes them without hesitance. "Thanks, person!"
He decides that that's the end of the conversation, but apparently the girl has other plans. "So, you here with family or something?" She asks. He really doesn't feel like getting interrogated with a bunch of oddly personal questions, so he just responds vaguely and dryly to every one of them.
"I'm Puffy, by the way," she, or Puffy, says randomly after a bit.
Tommy sighs. "Cool, whatever. Listen man, I don't give a fuck, so, like..can I leave?"
"Yeah, you should probably go back to your family," the sheep hybrid smiles at him. He leaves awkwardly.
'Welp. Guess people are just fucking weirdos nowadays or something.'
Tubbo, on the other hand, is..he's just being Tubbo, honestly.
"Ayup, where's your bathroom?" He approaches the register counter thing immediately.
"You have to buy something in order to use the restrooms, sorry." The register person clarifies.
The brunette points towards something random. "Okay, I'll have that brownie. Can I piss now?"
"It's 5 dollars. Ya got the money?"
"I have nothing to pay with...uh, can I pay you in ram hair?" Tubbo holds out a plastic bag of just straight ram hair. "Don't worry, it's not mine."
"Listen, sir, we're gonna have to kick you out." The shop owner glares down at him. He returns the glare and puts the plastic bag away.
"You messed with the wrong petty asshole."
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"Tubbo, seriously, what the fuck?!" Tommy exclaims, now standing outside of a very exploded 7/11.
"They wouldn't let me piss, I did what I had to do." Tubbo shrugs. Everyone just stares at him incredulously, except for Techno, who just stares at the fire.
"Good job, kid. Say, where'd you get those explosives, eh?" He asks, looking down at the brunette suspiciously. "Nowhere where it'd concern you," they proceed to have an epic staring contest. Man, Tubbo really loves doing that, doesn't he?
"Y'know, I thought I had it out for Tubbo, but I'm honestly rethinking that." Tommy says to no one in particular. Ranboo and Will just do nothing because they're irrelevant right now.
"What the fuck-?!" A random hero, more specifically Ember, exclaims from behind them.
"This is just great, isn't it?" Phil sighs and walks towards the car nonchalantly. Ranboo hurriedly follows after him.
For some reason, Ember does literally nothing except stand there. Everyone decides to follow Phil considering, well, he's their only ride home.
Needless to say, that was super..fun? I dunno what we were supposed to get out of this, honestly.
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"So..was there supposed to be some sort of moral we get out of this? If so, I dunno about you guys, but today I learned that you should never give Tubbo explosives ever. Just straight up never. Never."
"Tommy, he killed people-"
"Wouldn't be the first time, honestly."
"What have I gotten myself into?"