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Tommyinnit? Sneaking out of his apartment he shares with his two (well, one) closest friends? In this economy? No way.
That's what Tubbo would think a while ago. Keyword, a while. Tommy started sneaking out a few months ago. He even adopted a spider, a spider! (Tubbo's words, not mine.)
Tommy doesn't think it's weird. In his words, it was a "huge overreaction" and "all Shroud did was bite Tubs."
The brunette made him swear to not sneak out anymore and to stop adopting pets. And Tommy, being the smart, talented, handsome genius he is, swore to it. He promised.
But hey, he's a scheming liar. So what more do you want?
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"I'm sorry, Shroud," Tommy mumbles to his pet spider. "I got us into deep shit."
No, seriously, they're in a lot of shit.
This dumpster stinks.
Shroud looks up in disappointment. "Don't sass me, young man!" The blonde berates, trying to be quiet but angry.
He sighs in fear. Not because he's being hunted, of course, but because he knows he's getting in so much trouble for this.
You might be wondering, "Why is he so worried? Isn't he just sneaking out like always?" Well...
He's in the news. That's right, the amazing Tommyinnit is in the news. And not for a good reason, in case you couldn't tell.
He may or may not have snuck out for a bit too long and..now he's missing.
Well, not really, he's not missing missing. The public thinks he is. The blonde's been walking around the city. He was just bored at the apartment..and scared of Tubbo. The number of defenestration threats was starting to scare him. He wasn't actually scared, of course. He wasn't letting a goat frighten him.
"We're fucked anyway. Tubbo's already mad at us, and if he hears I'm criming again I'm getting kicked out. Just don't snitch, okay?"
Shroud stays silent.
"That's what I thought."
He finally decides to take a look at his surroundings. If he's getting killed, might as well know where you are, right?
The alley is silent, but he knows he saw a man follow him before. It's not like he couldn't handle him or anything, he just figured he's better safe than sorry. Like what Tubbo says.
It appears to reek as bad as this dumpster. 'Wait, why am I in a dumpster again?' He looks around once more, and, as quietly as he could, crawled out of the dumpster.
And guess what?
He was right.
It does reek.
Getting a better view of the absolute trash alleyway, he hears something. Shuffling.
"Really, you can't keep quiet enough that your victim can hear you? Seriously, how amateur!" He calls out in confidence. It's not giving away his location if he wasn't hiding in the first place, right?
A person dashes out of their spot and ends up right in front of Tommy. He's too cool to be bothered to get a better look at them.
"Listen, bud, I dunno if you've noticed, but my face is a universal sign of destruction and chaos."
"Uh huh..and what destruction and chaos do you represent? Robbing a candy store?" They sneer, either annoyed by his confidence or amused.
This would usually offend anyone else, but Tommyinnit was not anyone else. He's the great Tommyinnit.
"Nope..but I'm really good with knives! Run, bitch!" Tommy laughed like the crime-lover he is and pulls out one of his many knives. Taking advantage of their surprise, he chucks his knife towards his hunter, successfully landing it in their back. He watched in satisfaction as they crumpled to the ground.
"Eh, I don't hold it against you for failing to the smart, charming, amazing Tommyinnit. I'm pretty difficult to beat." He brags to the stranger, walking over and placing his foot on their back to keep them down, as if the knife in their back wasn't efficient enough.
"Dude..I just wanted to attack you cause..you stole our..stuff..." the stranger groaned from under Tommy's boot. He simply shrugged in response.
"Well, Shroud, turns out we're not in deep shit anymore. You're welcome." The blonde boasts to his spider. If spiders could eye roll, Shroud would.
Completing his mission of, well, surviving, the teen left the sad excuse of an alley and strolled around the city. It was peaceful and quiet. So very quiet.
He hated the quiet.
"Tommy."
Uh oh.
"T-Tubbo? Tubbo! Haha...hey..?"
"Tommyinnit! You swore! You..you promised." Tubbo snarled. He's very adamant about his promises.
"I...I did? I don't remember.. uh.. doing that, sorry!" Tommy stuttered in fear. He forgot, or more so repressed, how terrifying the ram can get when he's angry.
You don't wanna get on his bad side. Or on his good side. You don't want to be on any side of Tubbo's.
"Tommy. You know how scared I was? You know how scared Ranboo was?" He continued.
"Oh, that asshole.." The taller muttered under his breath. He prayed the brunette wouldn't hear.
"I warned you, Toms. I fucking warned you and you didn't listen, now you're in so much fucking trouble! You're out." He snapped, freezing Tommy in place with both his loud voice and words.
"Wait, you can't just- you can't just do that!" The taller said in both pain and anger.
"I said I warned you, didn't I? This is the nineteenth time this month. That's almost every night! I just don't like how you're sneaking away and committing crimes." Tubbo finished.
He didn't look too happy, to say the least. Whether he was sad or angry was the real question.
Tommy sighs.
'Valid...'
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What did the great, unbeatable, amazing Tommyinnit get out of this?
Tubbo hates him.
..And he's homeless.
"Oh fuck I'm homeless-"