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This Thing Landed on my Front Porch

Summary:

“Tommy, what kinda fucked up creature is in your living room drinking hot chocolate.” Wilbur screamed. “That’s Purpled.”

“Hi everyone.”

Notes:

My common sense: put this is the crack oneshot book, right?
Me: it’s not funny enough.
My common sense: oh

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10:30 P.M. EST October 24, 2021 New York

 

“Bye Tubbo! Remember to call me later!” Tommy hung up his phone and set it down. He put his head in his arms and rested them on the kitchen table. A loud sigh came from the boy.

His roommates- Ranboo and Tubbo- both moved out to live on their own as they got jobs much farther away. Good thing he didn’t need to worry about bills since his father was helping with them when they had moved out. Such a nice man, you can only expect the best from Philza Minecraft.

But what he was sad about was the lack of company. Usually when he was bored of mindlessly scrolling through TikToks he would go bother Ranboo or Tubbo. There would be this ongoing joke that Tommy would have an endless pit of nicknames for Ranboo stretching all the way from Boob Boy to Randy. Very creative. But they weren’t here now. All he could do was sit in silence. Forever bored. What could he possibly do. 

What could he possibly do.

 


(AHEM I SAID **WHAT COULD HE POSSIBLY DO**)

 

crash, boom, screeching metal, metal sounds

 

“What the-“

Tommy ran outside to see what was going on only to find a fucking crashed UFO outside of his house. Apparently all the neighbors eyes were on him as they slowly walked back into their houses. ‘pussies’ he thought to himself while watching them. He should probably go check out the UFO on his lawn now. Great. Just as soon as his best friends leave exciting shit happens. Perfect timing universe. 

He was pulling away some extra metal when he found a glob of golden hair like his sticking out like a sore thumb. So naturally like any decent human would- he tugged on it. 

 

“OW!” 

 

….

 

Tommy shrieked.

 

….

 

“Are you gonna say sorry or are you gonna continue screaming?”

 

….

 

Tommy continued

 

….

 

“Please stop yelling.”

 

….

 

Tommy didn’t

 

…. 

  

“Ok I know you are doing this to spite me”

 

….

 

“Ok, fine, maybe a little for that. But would you like to tell me what exactly you are while you help me get whatever you got going on here off my property?”

Tommy oh so politely asked the stranger.

“If you help me up.” Tommy shrugged. No harm in helping him. So Tommy pulled the hair and the creature screamed and instantly shot up. “WHAT THE HELL DUDE?! DON’T DO THAT!” 

“SORRY!”

Now that Tommy could get a good look at the person (Should I even say person if tommy doesn’t know who he is yet?) he could tell he didn’t look normal. He had a purple hoodie on and black pants on. That was normal enough but ontop of his blond hair rested two antennas with glowing balls of light. (Ok who let me name this stuff.) And now that he looks closely, this creature of some sorts has a tail that’s a straight thin black line and has the same glowing ball on the end of it. His eyes were all purple with no irises, no pupil. Just. Purple. Jeez how does this guys see? And how good is his peripheral? 

“Whatcha looking at?” The creature said pulling Tommy out of his thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, “put are you gonna help?” Tommy started picking up some heavy pieces of metal. “Yeah sure why not.” The purple alien got up to help him.

 

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They finished and whipped their hands on their shirt. Normally people would scream and shout at the look of this creature that came from the sky but that was just a tip of the iceberg for Tommy, if you ask him he’s seen much weirder. “So what’s your name?” Tommy asked. “Purpled.” The alien- Purpled- said. “Understandable, you are all purple.” Tommy looked at him and stared him down head to toe. “That is correct.”

“Why are you here purple” Tommy said “well I was just going to visit my friend and then I passed by your planet and I think your satellites messed me up.”

“So you are an alien?” Tommy asked.

“What the hell. I mean you guys are aliens to me and I guess I’m an alien to you.” Purpled stated at Tommy. “Good enough for meee.” 

 

 

“How am I gonna get back? My ship is in pieces.”

 

 

“Fuck” they both said in unison.

 




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*4:26 P.M. December 3, 2021*



A knock came from the door. “I’ll GET IT!” Tommy yelled and dashed to the door. He opened it and was greeted with 5 people, 3 of which were holding presents. “Dad?” 

“Hello mate.” Tommy looked up and saw the face of his father. “Not just him dummy” a squeakier voice said. Tommy looked at the people in the doorway, Wilbur, Techno, Phil, Tubbo, and Ranbean. “Hey guys what are you doing here?”

“We came to visit!” Ranbad shouted. “Y-You can’t come in!” ….. wow that’s such good cover up Tommy. “Why not?” Wilbur asked, skeptical. “Because it’s very messy, bye!” Tommy tried slamming the door but Techno just stopped it and They all barged in. 

“Tommy, what kinda fucked up creature is in your living room drinking hot chocolate.” Wilbur screamed. “That’s Purpled.” 

 

“Hi everyone.”