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Tommy was an average kid. Kinda tall, overall lanky, with bad grades and an even worse sleeping schedule.
Right now, he is running throughout the city just to get to school, he is gonna be late.
crying_mess: You have 6 minutes before you're late Toms.
_cloudiiyuh: AND WHOSE FAULT IS THAT ALEX?
crying_mess: know, shut up.
Oh, right. Tommy has voices kind of. They weren't just voices in his head, even though it felt like that sometimes. They were actually souls that found him through his power, empathy.
The souls within him consisted of Alex(crying_mess), Cloudy(_cloudiiyuh), Server(ServerNotFound), Coffee(hadleys), and Kylie(kyibur). They were something like friends for Tommy.
crying_mess: Awww! Toms, that's sweet but you need to focus.
‘Right, school. Ugh .’ Tommy whined.
Tommy started running again, just to catch up on his distraction. He didn’t want to be late.
Just as he was about to cross the road, he felt himself lose control over his body and the next thing he knew? A fucking truck zooms infront of his face!
_cloudiiyuh: PAY ATTENTION DUMBASS!!
_cloudiiyuh: YOU COULD’VE DIED!!!
_cloudiiyuh: DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU???
“Thanks, Cloudy.” Tommy muttered, thankful for roses fast reflexes. God knows where he’d be without rose.
ServerNotFound: 6 ft ⬇️
_cloudiiyuh: Hell yeah, he would!!
His head exploded in giggles and he sighed. It was true. They helped him a lot. He is grateful to have them.
crying_mess: Tommy! Focus!! No time for sentiments!
ServerNotFound: ur L8 again
_cloudiiyuh: It’s still your fault Alexcrying_mess: I know! Now can we focus? He has a big math test today!
kyibur: Can we not shout?
crying_mess: Sorry, Kylie ;-;
‘Welp… What’s the worst that could happen today?’ Tommy silently asked himself
ServerNotFound: o7
crying_mess: Thanks, Tommy!!_cloudiiyuh: Knock on wood bitch!!
With that, Tommy's attention got pulled in the direction of two teenagers. One short and one tall. The shorter one was a ram hybrid named Tubbo. The other one was Ranboo, a tall fucker with too much free time.
ServerNotFound: Tubbo, the fucking bitch who is the reason y god created the 🖕
kyibur: YEAH, RANBOO HAS TOO MUCH FREE TIME!!
_cloudiiyuh: Let's put the bitterness aside, yeah?
’It's my best friends, no need for insults.’ Tommy silently said
crying_mess: Well…
‘NO NEED FOR INSULTS!!!’
Then they went quiet, he sighed, he understood why they are like this. Though he can't do anything about it, the past is in the past.
“You’re late Bossman!” Tubbo's voice snapped him out of his thoughts
“Sorry guys, I overslept…” Tommy apologized, “Come on, we have classes to take!”
_cloudiiyuh: Yeah, we're late, thanks, Alex. Don't forget you almost died too, Tommy.
crying_mess: YEAH! NO SHIT WE’RE LATE!!
crying_mess: also, FUCK YEAH!!! EDUCATION BABY!!!
_cloudiiyuh: *sigh* Let's just go before I smack Alex
crying_mess: YOU CAN’T TOUCH ME BITCH!!
_cloudiiyuh: Oh yeah, nevermind
As the bell rang they headed inside.
> T i m e s k i p . . .<
Was Tommy paying attention? Nope. He wasn’t even listening. He was preoccupied playing Uno with Kylie and Cloudy inside of his mind, while Alex was taking notes.
“Tommy… psst… Tommy, hey…” Tubbo whispered
“What do you want?” Alex sighed, using his voice. “I’m kinda busy.”
“But it’s boring…” Tubbo whined.
ServerNotFound: will 🙎♂️ ever 🤐
_cloudiiyuh: The bitterness, server.
ServerNotFound: 👁 know, 👁 know.
“Maybe if you’d listen, you’d know. We have mock exams next week, I don’t wanna fail.” Alex replied, clearly annoyed.
_cloudiiyuh: Not our fault if Tubbo Fails
ServerNotFound: 👍!
kyibur: Uno!
_cloudiiyuh: NOOOO
“Dude… you become a different person when you enter school.” Tubbo whispered
If only he knew…
He really didn’t get the hype of having older siblings…
“Toms, please!! Let me buy you something!!” Wilbur pleaded.
“No.” Cloudy simply said with a bored expression.
“But Tooooooooms~” his brother whined. “I haven’t bought you anything since March last year!! It’s been more than a year!!!”
‘Gosh, this bitch.’ Cloudy thought, completely forgetting the fact that Techno can hear thoughts.
‘Bitter much, Cloudy?’ Techno questioned.
crying_mess: Last time he bought him something, it was a goddamn knife!!!
_cloudiiyuh: I know!! That's why I said no!
_cloudiiyuh: Also fuck you Techno
crying_mess: YEAH!! BITCHBLADE!!
Techno facepalmed. He didn't sign up for this.
“Guys don’t fight, please. We haven’t had dinner yet.” Phil said from the kitchen.
hadleys: Ahh... A family dinner…
kyibur: *snicker*
_cloudiiyuh: I can’t wait for next Halloween…
crying_mess: Wait no, correction; WE can't wait for next Halloween
_cloudiiyuh: Right- Sorry
‘Guys, you left me with Bitchbur!’ Tommy thought, alarmed.
‘Pfft, 'Bitchbur', perfect name Tommy.’ Techno thought
crying_mess: Shut up Bitchblade! I’ll help you, Toms!
_cloudiiyuh: Alex-
Tommy’s eyes glowed yellow, and next thing you know, Wilbur is hunching over in pain.
_cloudiiyuh: Oh gosh-
ServerNotFound: Alex x3 g'ing life
“Alex, can you not?” Techno sighed, making it known that they were in charge.
“Alex!” Phil exclaimed. “What would you want for dinner?”
“Not hungry, fuck off.” Alex nearly barked, before giving up control.
crying_mess: We need to revise the tests.
‘Anything fun I can help with?’ Techno quipped.
crying_mess: No! FUCK OFF!
_cloudiiyuh: Mess is smart enough Tech, no need, thanks for the offer though.
‘Alright then, Cloudy.’ Techno replied bitterly.
crying_mess: Drop the bitterness, will you?
_cloudiiyuh: Drop the bitterness, will you?hadleys: Drop the bitterness, will you?
kyibur: Drop the bitterness, will you?
‘...’
_cloudiiyuh: We said in unison, great.
crying_mess: Hey Tech? That’s called Karma.
_cloudiiyuh: Alex, Enough.
crying_mess: Sorry Cloudy :/
_cloudiiyuh: *Sigh*, it's fine.
“Dad!! Techno is doing the silent conversations again!!” Wilbur complained.
_cloudiiyuh: Oh my gosh this motherfucker-
crying_mess: Sucks to suck Wimp!!
“Okay, just stop. All of you.” Phil said using his ‘parental’ voice. “The dinner is ready.”
“Finally,” Wilbur says with a grin, moving to sit at his normal spot at the table. Cross-legged.
ServerNotFound: ugh, ❌ 🦵🧍♂️
_cloudiiyuh: Server, it’s a way to sit, don’t be salty
ServerNotFound: fine
The others move to sit around the table in their normal spots, the room eerily quiet. Phil takes the time to cut the quiche, serving out the different parts to the designated people. The quiche was cut into 8 pieces, so by the time he’s done, there’s half of it left.
They eat in silence, until-
crying_mess: This is boring as hell
“Shut up Alex…” Techno murmurs, continuing to eat the quiche.
crying_mess: *smirks evilly* Ohhh~, Techno!
Techno’s eye twitches. “What is it, Alex? I’m trying to eat dinner.” He grumbles, placing his fork down. There are only a few bites left of his piece of quiche.
_cloudiiyuh: Alex, don’t.
crying_mess: Nope! Techno! Did you know that there is bacon in quiche? *flutters eyelashes innocently*
Horror flashes across Techno’s face, and he shoves himself away from the table abruptly. Everyone else stops what they are doing, looking at Techno.
“What is it, Tech?” Phil asks, confusion clear in his eyes.
“There’s bacon in quiche?” He asks in reply, accusatory.
Ah, what a perfect way to end the day.