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It all started five days ago when Tommy was playing with his cow plush henry (the best cow in the world and anyone who disagrees is a wrong un’ ) as he does most weekdays after school (today was Monday), sometimes he would hang out with Tubbo who was in his very correct opinion his right-hand man and just as cool and pogchamp as Tommy himself,
but Tubbo had to go to a doctors appointment, something about not feeling well, which was shit because how could Tommy fight being sick with his very muscly arms?
So he was all alone after school today because dad was at work at the lab and he has no siblings… also mama left a long time ago. But no thinking about that because that makes him sad and big men don't get sad!

So where was he, oh yes he was playing with henry waiting for dad to come home because he aced his algebra test! Oh, he was surely the smartest and biggest 12-year-old in the world. So he and Henry were playing competitive solitaire and Henry was helping Tommy because Henry didn't like to play on his own and of course Tommy being the bestest friend lets Henry help him. And also it makes Tommy feel better so win-win! He couldn't play with clementine because he got told off for bringing a gun into school. Even when he explained it wasn't a real gun but a BB gun he had named the vlog gun, his annoying teacher Mr. Bad said that he could still hurt someone with it. So what? He could hurt someone with something that wasn't a weapon too so what was the big deal?
But anyway he got his daughter clementine taken away, *sigh* She's such a beautiful moth plush, she must miss him already but he couldn't reach her because Ranboo, the tall motherfucker, put her on the top shelf of the classroom! Like what a teacher's pet, and how did he become class rep with a stut-er!
The lanky ass bitch was even taking Tubbo away, and that was simply unacceptable, Tommy will have to take out his kneecaps next time he sees him, yes he can do that.

So back to competitive solitaire… how do you play that again?
Oh no, Henry must have messed up the cards and now he can't play anymore, what a shame. Guess he’ll just have to think of his birthday instead. Why does it have to be 4 whole days again, it's not even that poggers, on a Friday! What a joke, going to school on his thirteenth birthday, simply a crime!

He wonders what presents dad got him, probably that phone he's wanted for-evuh, ooh yes a phone! Then he can become a vlogger or a gamer like his favourite gamer DanTDM.

What was that noise? Ohhhh dad is home, he opened the door! Tommy rushes down the stairs and totally doesn't trip on his face halfway down. He groans from very much not on his face about his very much not aching body.

Oh, cool dad is here, how long has he been there?
“TOMMY!” Dad is shouting, why is he shouting?
Dad rushed over to Tommy with a right weird expression on his face, surprise, concern, worry?
“oh my gods, Tommy are you ok?” Yes, he's ok, now why can’t he get the words out?
Oh! Probably because the current position he's in is crushing his lungs.
Tommy sits up with a groan and his vision blurs and brightens then immediately returns to normal, leaving him feeling dizzy.
Were the stairway fairy lights always this pretty?

What's that noise? Oh yeah, dad, he sounds worried, that's not good!

“Don’ be’ wurried’ dadza! Ima big man, the biggist if yoo will, and big men like me are alway’ okay!” his words slurred, that's odd why are they doing that?
“Oh mate, how many fingers am I holding up?”
Weird question but whatever, Tommy forces himself to look at his dad and, Woah, did dad have a twin? Oh ok the question, dad was holding up six fingers! Yep, six.
“Six!” he replied confidently because how could he ever be wrong?
“Toms, you have a concussion, what have I told you about running down the stairs!” his dad reprimanded.
Oh, that's true dad did tell him to not run down the stairs, whatever, he is sure that dad wouldn't mind him taking a quick nap right? Yeah, yeah just a few minutes, he thinks before he passes out.

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Phil is not stupid, how would he be heading the most important project in the lab if he was?
But whilst not being stupid he still should not have left a twelve-year-old on his own in an empty house for… how long has it been?
He looks at his watch, Shit! Four hours? Oh, gods, he needs to go home and be with his son, who was probably very lonely, as he had been since Kristin's untimely death when he was around 7. Tommy always says he is a big man and never lonely but Phil can see right through his brash words and personality that he grew as some sort of defence mechanism, Tommy was lonely.
And Phil, being the terrible father he was, just left him alone for four hours after his school day ended!
With that revelation Phil rushed out of the lab, handing the project to his apprentice dream, an odd name but he can't talk with a name like PhilZA, and fumbling in his pockets to get his car keys. Ironic really, Phil is always telling Tommy to not run so much or he’ll get hurt, and here is Phil, running to his car as fast as his legs can take him.
Well, whatever he has a good reason, that reason being he is a shit father and must go see his son.
Said son who is now sprawled out on the bottom step of the staircase after a loud crashing sound Phil heard mere minutes after he opened the front door.
And Tommy wonders why Phil tells him to not run down the stairs.
Well, the lecture was for another time.
Currently, he had to make sure his son was ok.
“TOMMY” he yelled, concern taking over his facial features as he is sure it must be with how concerned his mind is, running at 100 miles an hour.
“Oh my gods, Tommy are you ok?” Phil is not yelling anymore so he thinks that he got his emotions under control.
His son sat up from where he was lying down on the steps, groaning in presumably pain. Shit.
He thought he got his face under control but apparently not as the next words Tommy speaks are “Don’ be’ wurried’ dadza! Ima big man, the biggist if yoo will, and big men like me are alway’ okay!” ,
Which, oh my fucking gods he was just called dadza, his hardcore heart!
But also his son's words were dangerously slurred, like almost passing out levels of slurred. Also not good.
“Oh mate, how many fingers am I holding up?” he asks because he needs to check if Tommy hit his head on the way down, he holds up three fingers.
“Six!” came his son's confident reply. Well, he must have hit his head, the bad things were really piling up.
“Toms, you have a concussion, what have I told you about running down the stairs!” He decides a gentle reminder is the harshest reprimand he could currently accomplish with how his heart wrenched seeing his son in pain.
Said son whose eyes were fluttering shut and said son who was now sleeping with a concussion. That is not how you are supposed to deal with concussions.
Instead of attempting to wake his son up.
Phil carries Tommy bridal style to his room, painted like a field because Tommy has always loved nature.
Phil took a second to look at his son's room because especially for a twelve-year-old it was very clean apart from the pack of cards on the floor and very pretty.
Tommy had his small bed pushed in the corner, he always made it in a way that looked like a nest and Phil would always teasingly call Tommy ‘his little chick’ because of it.
The sheets were the colour of the flowers in the pot on the windowsill, aliums if he remembers correctly, Tommy also has a jar of sand because he said he thought it looked pretty and the jar was on his desk next to his pc which was mainly used for Minecraft because Tommy always told Phil he wanted to be a ‘gamer’ when he grew up which was fucking adorable and mabey, one day Phil would show Tommy his own Minecraft worlds. He has several posters on the wall of animal crossing, raccoons, flags, and of course Minecraft. His old-fashioned record player was the star of the show in an entire corner dedicated to it with his 2 favourite records centre stage on the record players table a purple and white decorated one and a green one, when he asked Tommy why he wanted a record player so badly Tommy always said ‘because, dad old things can be cool, you are walking proof of that’ Phil chuckles fondly at how Tommy has called him an old man. There is a mini hammock above Tommy's ‘nest’ bed that usually contains his ‘children’ a cow plush named Henry who is currently next to the card pile on the floor, a moth plush called Clementine who was strangely missing that's odd he’ll have to ask Tommy about that, a bee plush named ‘Bo because his best friend Tubbo gave it to him and Tommy ever the clingy one (though he denies it) named it after him, and last but not least, a zombie piglin from Minecraft that belongs to Tubbo called Michael who was there because he was on a sleepover with Henry apparently. Next to his door was his acoustic guitar that he stopped playing a few years after Kristin died and an empty shelf that usually held his ‘vlog gun’ (Phil really should have reconsidered buying or just you know should have not bought a bb gun for a 12-year-old). And on his bedside table was his alarm clock shaped like a compass that had 'your Tubbo' engraved on it (another gift from Tubbo, that was very much Rd messed with but Tommy still used it), his fake Nokia 3310 phone, which apparently had a bunch of people giving him advice on it.Strange, but Phil didn't question it. Next to his window was a large sturdy table containing a glass habitat for his tarantula Shroud. Phil originally was against the spider being in the house but Tommy said he could use it as a test of maturity and he looked so determined that Phil’s resolve crumbled. Sue him, if his son was happy with a spider, he got a spider. Also, the spider was bought on tommys 11th birthday so he has kept Shroud alive for almost 2 years which in Phil’s opinion was quite a feat, especially for Tommy, so now he most definitely can keep shroud.
After spending a good amount of time taking in the room, Phil placed Tommy in the nest-like quilt, put a bee-patterned blanket around him, and put Henry in his arms.
Now that Tommy was safe and asleep, Phil could make some food and then wrap some of his presents. Also, he must get some mint tea and painkillers for the concussion.
He does that first and places the little cow print mug and meds on Tommy's bedside table.
Phil presses a kiss into his golden locks, his son is such a handsome boy, how could they possibly be related?
Anyway, Phil then leaves Tommy to sleep, closing his door and walking downstairs once more.
He decides that tonight was as good a night as any to make Tommy's favourite food, as Tommy hated meat with a passion he made him some mushroom burgers and salad. He hopes Tommy feels better when he wakes from his nap.

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Tommy wakes up in his very normal and very comfortable bed, soft fairy lights winking down at him from the ceiling. Huh, when did he go to bed, and why does his head feel weird? He looks at his bedside table to find it is only 7:30 pm, 4 and a half hours after school and twenty minutes since…. Oh yeah, dad was back twenty minutes ago! He also finds his favourite cow print mug and it smells minty, with a small feel better sweet next to it, that's good Tommy definitely needs a feel better sweet right now. He takes it with the mint tea and then gets out of bed to the smell of… good food coming from the kitchen, hell yeah food!
He picks up Henry and his favourite bandanna (a green one that was a gift from Tubbo with a little bee on the corner) to put around his weird neck colours, dad told him it was natural but he still doesn't like people seeing it.
He rushes out the door and then stops at the top of the stairs, remembering his dad told him to never run down the stairs. He then walks down the stairs into the kitchen, his head still a bit bleary from sleep, he wakes up fully though when he sees his dad in the kitchen in his weird green dress thing (dad told Tommy it’s not a dress but it looks like one so he calls it a dress) and he calls out for him,
“Dadza!”
His dad turns around looking really happy to see him,
“Oh thank the gods Tommy you’re awake, do you feel better?”
Yeah now he thought about it he does feel better, he says as much to dad and he beams.
“That's really good little chick!” he says with a warm smile and a ruffle to Tommy's hair.
Tommy bats his dad's hand away because he is a big man who does not at all get a warm feeling from having his hair ruffled and being called a little chick, not at all.
Then he remembers several things, the most important one being, he aced an algebra test!
“Dad, Dad, Dad, guess what!” he exclaims because he was fucking proud of being the smartest man ever,
“What is it,” dad asks, and oh isn't he in for a surprise, he’ll probably hang Tommy’s test from the fridge and everything!
“I aced a te-est” Tommy crows proudly
And as Tommy knew he would his dad gasped, claps, and says,
“Do you have it? I want to put it on the fridge because you've done such a good job chick”
Tommy puffs out his chest and hands his dad the piece of paper that shows his achievement.
“Well done Tommy, you are definitely way smarter than me, how the heck did you ace a test!”
And well of course Tommy can't expect regular people to be on par with him so he just tells the truth that he is a very big man and big men are good at maths.
And then he looks at the mushroom burgers pointedly and says cheekily,
“Dadza, me me hungry, feed me father bird”
And dad laughs and says “of course, chick just sit at the table.”
Which Tommy does, then subsequently devours his burger,
Once he swallows he decides to ask what he really wants for his birthday so starts the conversation off with,
“Hey dadza, do you know it's my birthday in four days?”
And then once dad asks what the conversation was about Tommy says,
“Well because 13 is such a big number, I want to go to your lab!”
And dad looks like he chokes on his food, and then once he catches his breath says,
“What!?”
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Ok so one: Phil’s son just asked him to go to his really fucking top-secret lab
And two: he asked for it as a birthday present for becoming a teenager.
Fucking shit.
How was Phil supposed to deny this one? (well of course because his lab was a very dangerous place housing some of the most top-secret advancements in possibly human history but he couldn't think of any other reasons) so Phil, being the idiot he is and his mind not yet processing what was just said, simply choked on his burger and breathed out a “What!?” and then Tommy, the sweet ignorant, and unknowing child just repeated himself
“I want to go to your lab dadza!” and he seemed so excited by the prospect of going into Phil’s lab so like the fool he was Phil said “I’ll think about it”
instead of just denying it with all his reasonable points to not bring his 12 almost 13-year-old son to an extremely dangerous environment that may traumatize him more than Phil refusing this one birthday request but fuck, Tommy was turning 13 and you only do that once and Phil found himself having a moral dilemma as a father wanting safety for his son but also not wanting to disappoint his son.
Seems like he looked like a struggling father too because Tommy looked at him with a concerned expression asking if he was ok.
Phil just waved away his concern and said work stuff, and then asked about the missing objects from Tommy's room,
Tommy didn't say anything instead he just looked down sheepishly. That’s……. Concerning. Tommy rarely ever drops his brazen facade let alone look something akin to apologetic.
“Tommy, what happened to clementine and your gun?” he reiterates a bit more urgently and this time Tommy looked up, looking, oh god… are those tears in his eyes!
Phil got up rushing around the table to hug his son and fuck was it heartbreaking watching Tommy seemingly just break over something so seemingly small.
Through his sniffles and sobs, Tommy managed to croak out “ brough’ vlug gun innoo skool an’ Mr. bad took Clem becaus’ i had ma gun’ and she must be so lonly without me and is probably missin’ me caus’ she always feelin’ lonly and wants more friends an’”
Then Tommy just tries to catch his breath and Phil can see, clear as day, that Tommy is not in fact talking about his moth plush Clementine.
Phil decides then and there that he will grant his son's birthday wish.
(a choice he will regret for years to come but in the present Phil isn't aware of the future that entails due to this. one. singular. choice.)
But for now, Phil will hold his son out at arms length after he calms down a little and offers to watch any movie he wants with popcorn and ice cream.
And they will sit on the sofa, watching UP till 9:36 pm because it's Tommy’s favourite movie, and then Phil will put Tommy to bed once more with a kiss to his golden curls and a whispered goodnight momentarily forgetting the promise that will change both of their lives forever.

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Tommy woke up to his alarm playing the stupid song that Tubbo put on it, (he really should have checked that the clock was normal considering the gifter was Tubbo but Tommy would never refuse a gift from the bee boy himself!) he was really sick of waking up to the same few stupid song lyrics every morning like it's not even the full song, was Tubbo too much of a pussy to just put the word sex in a gift? Anyway, after the third time Tommy hears JUMP he slams his hand on the snooze and it can’t even get out the word CADILAC with how violently he slams his hand on the button. He gets out of bed, the memories of watching up with his dad last night making him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Then he puts on his boring white shirt and trousers and his clip-on tie that was not the school uniform tie in fact it was the tie he stole from Ranboo the one time he had a study group at that tall bitches house, it was half black and half white with purple glitter all over it (weirdchamp) and the bit at the top of the tie, the knob as Tommy calls it was in the shape of a green sphere that reminded him of an eye. He didn't even like the tie, he stole it for a dare Tubbo gave him and the only reason he is wearing it today was because he was mad at Ranboo for taking Clementine away. He slips on his red blazer (because you were allowed to choose your blazer colour and red is the best colour, fuck you), wraps his green bandanna around his neck, and grabs his school bag, putting in Michael to give back to Tubbo, his current reading book ‘the art of war’ and his homework for Dr. Puffy’s science class (she was his second favourite teacher because she also worked in the lab with his dad and that was cool!) he had help with it from his dad so it must be perfect because his dad was the science man. Once he has everything for school he heads downstairs where like every other day dad is already awake and there is a plate of…. OHMYFUCKINGPRIME are those CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES! He doesn't even bother saying good morning to his dad as he launched himself at the table and practically crashes into his seat. His dad watches from where he is leaning up against the counter with his cup of tea (with extra caffeine because he gets straight caffeine in little bottles from his lab because caffeine is a chem-i-cal) and he laughs as Tommy pours about half a bottle of maple syrup onto his pancakes
“Hungry, mate?” his dad asks whilst still laughing with tears in his eyes.
Tommy doesn’t grace him with an answer as people who laugh at Tommy are irrelevant and his dad only eventually gets forgiven because dadza is the only man ever.
Instead of answering his father, he tears into his extra sugary chocolate pancakes.
By the end of breakfast, he completely forgets why he was mad at his dad and greets him with a good morning because Tommy is incredibly polite and anyone who says anything other than that is lying.
He was still a bit tired so he sneaks a sip of his dad's special tea and well… he definitely isn't tired anymore!
He feels wide awake as he speedruns brushing his teeth and lacing up his shoes. He hugs his dad goodbye and runs to catch the bus because Tubbo was back today and he gets the bus too!
He quickly pays the bus driver who was called something like S. Nook and he runs to the little place where newspapers go on most busses because the special thing about his school bus is that instead of a newspaper rack there was just a little cage bit that someone or three someones could fit crosslegged in. This is where he and Tubbo sits. Tubbo usually gets on at the stop after his so he claims the spot (which he and Tubbo call ‘the bench’)for him and Tubbo when Tubbo eventually (in one stops time) gets on, and oh it's Tubbo’s stop. His best friend clambers onto the bus and bursts out laughing as soon as he sits down because of the tie he was wearing. Tubbo never wore the school tie either and his tie had black and yellow stripes on it because ever since Tommy could remember Tubbo has always loved bees and they have known each other since they were five! So that’s why Tommy calls Tubbo bee boy and he sure lives up to that name. Tubbo’s blazer is green because Tubbo told Tommy it reminds him of trees and grass and that makes Tubbo happy (and Tubbo being happy was always a good thing because Tommy loved his best friend being happy). Anyway, Tubbo was still laughing because he was wearing Ran-boobs tie.
“You actually wore it!” Tubbo coughed out between his guffaw.
And of course, he did, he stole that tie fair and square! He says this to Tubbo who had finally stopped laughing, and just in time too because this was ranbitches bus stop. Ranboo gets on the bus (and Tommy always notices how Ranboo has weird facial colours like Tommy's weird neck colours and he seems to want to hide it just like Tommy because he is always wearing a facemask which was split black and white like his hair, Tommys noticed a theme in Ranboos colour scheme, such as his blazer is split black and white, how cohesive what a bitch boy), his two coloured eyes scanning the seats of the bus nervously, probably looking for a place to write in his diary in secrecy as usual, because the loser had a diary. When his eyes land on the bench and Tubbo, his eyes don't go to Tommy and instead widen because Tubbo, like a fucking moron, waves the two-toned bitch over!
“What the fuck are you doing” he hisses at Tubbo because has his best friend gone mad? The bench is for them only and not this tall motherfucker.
“Making a friend” Tubbo replies happily.
What. the. Fuck? Well he guesses Tubbo has a plan so he goes along with it so he can show off his amazing tie (oh ha Ranboo wasn't wearing a tie, so Tommy wonders if this tie was his only tie)
“H-hello?” Ranboob mumbles, after walking over to them, hunched over his diary like he is scared of others reading it, huh odd.
“Mr. Boo,” Tubbo starts and once Ranboo timidly replies a ‘yes’ Tubbo just simply says
“Sit” and what the actual fuck Ranboo sits on the bench and Tommy is sitting near him with Tubbo in the middle. and again what the actual fuck?
And instead of telling Ranboo to fuck off as he should, Tommy says, “Ranboo, are you aware that your name is one letter off having the word boob in it?” and Ranboos attention is drawn to him and whilst Tubbo laughs at how seriously Tommy said that,
Ranboo is gaping at him, rude.
“What you looking at bitch?” he asks a tad defensively, and Ranboo just says,
“M-my tie?”
And he sounds so surprised and very sad and Tommy might be mad at him for good reasons but Ranboo sounds so sad and Tommy has his cow-print tie in his pocket so Tommy says,
“Yes it's your tie, want it back?” and he isn't making fun, just simply…. Asking.
And somehow Ranboo looks even more surprised, so much so that when he next speaks he isn't even mumbling, he just says “um, yes p-please” and Tubbo is looking shocked that Tommy is being so kind and actually giving it back, so he ignores Tubbo, returns the weird tie, hands it to Ranboo and clips on his cow print tie.
And then he realised who he is talking to and goes to insult him, but Ranboo is smiling just so, widely when did he take off his mask, and was it just to smile at him, that thought definitely doesn’t make him feel all warm but if he cuts off his insult and turns to Tubbo and asks
“Tubs do you want Michael back?” no one needs to know, and without waiting for an answer he swings off his bag and gives Michael back to Tubbo.
“Oh, thanks bossman!” then Tubbo turns to once again masked ranbit- Ranboo and says
“This is Michael, my son and Tommy is his uncle, do you wanna hold him”
And Ranboo is no longer stuttering and he actually seems to be radiating joy because Tubbo and Tommy were talking normally to him and being friendly. Mabey Ranboo is lonely like Tommy and Tommy knows feeling lonely is horrible and doesn't want anyone else to feel like that, so he decides to help him and the three new friends are talking like they have been best friends for years, the bus ride hasn’t ever passed quicker.
He sits through his day of classes giving his homework to Dr. Puffy (it was perfect.) he eats lunch with Tubbo and Ranboo ranting about how spiders are the best insect and Tubbo argues that bees are better, Ranboo had to be the tiebreaker (heh ties the start of the best friendship ever) and of course, he chose bees, the little fuckin’ bee duo.
After lunch, he had re with Mr. Bad and they were learning about prime and how he had great donations made to build his most famous church in the centre of L’Manberg (thats the city Tommy lives in) and, at the end of the lesson he gets his gun and, CLEMENTINE! His daughter is back and he promises to Mr. Bad that he will never fucking bring in his gun again. He gets a warning for language in a religious classroom and Tommy snickers from behind his hand at that, but he is glad it's just a warning. His last lesson is Spanish with his favourite teacher señor Quackity, but Tommy always calls him Big Q because he says señor makes him feel old and that he's only 20. He enjoys Spanish and after class when Tommy asks Big Q what ‘you are a fucking bitch’ is in Spanish he actually tells him what it is! (it’s 'eres una maldita perra’)
He goes to his house after school and he invites Tubbo and Ranboo to hang out and they say yes! They play Minecraft, Ranboo writes down all of the days events (odd), and Ranboo says that he likes to press flowers in the pages of his ‘memory book’ (diary) and, since Tommy’s alliums are blooming with 6 full flowers, he cuts one off and gives Ranboo an alium flower to press.
They leave and Tommy's dad gets home an hour earlier than usual, and they hang out together and they watch some old Minecraft videos, from a channel he's never heard of, someone Minecraft his dad didn't let him see the channel name, but apparently, this gamer had a hardcore world for five whole years! He must be amazing and he sounds a little bit like Tommy's dad so that's a funny coincidence. (Tommy misses how his dad's face crumples in grief at the sight of the baby zombie).
It's a good day and now there are only three days till his birthday.
And four days till the day that will change Tommy's life forever.

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It had been two days since Tommy befriended Ranboob,
And Tommy is so very excited this particular morning because tomorrow is his birthday!
He practically bounces up and down while getting ready for school and his dad isn’t here this morning but there’s a note on the counter that says

‘Sorry mate,
got called into the lab early which really sucks,
Also, I need to go to the shops so there’s only cereal unless you want bacon,
but I also don't want you throwing up so ignore that,
milk is in the fridge
- Dadza <3’

So, Tommy groans internally and decides to throw a middle finger up at his dad's wishes, (not like they were there to help him) and threw together a bacon butty, ate it, and immediately regretted it but also said no to his stomach wanting to throw up,
because he is a big man primedammit and he will not throw up because of a simple butty, anyway he loves a good chip butty from the fish shop down the road so he could just pretend that it's a chip butty instead, yes he’ll do that.

Ignoring his protesting stomach, he finished lacing his shoes up then grabbed his rainbow water bottle and a little box, shaped like a Minecraft ender chest because, reasons.
Then he checked the time and oh shit- the bus was there, so he sprinted to the stop and luckily made it in time although definitely out of breath.
He got onto the bench and held onto the little box like his life depended on it. He was so excited and a bit nerv- no no no,
He was a big man and never nervous. Instead of focusing on emotions, he instead tries not to throw up with every movement of the bus.

Soon enough it was Tubbo’s stop and the short brunette climbed onto the bench next to him and greeted him with a ‘what’s up bossman!’
and of course, Tommy said
“The sky, dick’ead.” and just flatly stared at Tubbo as the boy just blinked in surprise at such an awesome joke,

“You’re a right bitch, ya know.” is what Tubbo finally settled on replying to Tommy.
‘nope,’ he replied, popping the p.

Tubbo groaned and silently prayed that the bus would go faster to reach Ranboo’s stop quicker.
and with Tommy rambling on about Shroud for 5 minutes, the bus finally got to Ranboo’s stop,
thank prime.

‘YO, BOOB BOY’ Tommy called out far too loud because they were on a packed bus and Ranboo was 3 feet away but since when did Tommy care about volume.
Ranboo shuffled over, no longer keeping their gaze stuck to the floor.
Yay for progress and another win for the Thomas Careful Danger Kraken Ennet Watson community!
And once Ranboo was sitting with Tommy and Tubbo, Tommy pulled out his little ender chest, opening it, and taking out his 2 rings, shaped and coloured like his discs and slips them into his pocket, takes out the pocket knife that he calls slayer of bitch- no, sorry beach boys, and finally finds what he is looking for,
the things he spent 2 hours making last night, 3 bracelets,

One made of red, white, and yellow beads with a black feather charm,
one made of yellow, black, and green beads with a bee charm,
and the last one, made of purple, green, red, black, and white beads with a large eye of ender charm.

yes, they were friendship bracelets, sue him he's a sap, not that he'd ever admit it.
He gives the eye one to Ranbitch and the bee one to Tubbo then slips on the feather one, flushing slightly at Ranboo’s genuine astonishment and gratitude whilst smacking Tubbo on the shoulder for calling him a sap.

And if he had a fuzzy feeling in his stomach for the rest of the bus ride, no one had to know.
Oh, wait, that feeling was the feeling of being about to throw up.

Shit.

He focused on not throwing up; not talking, and looking ahead unseeingly.
Ranboo and Tubbo seemed worried but Tommy just couldn't reply to their questions.

As soon as the bus stopped,
Tommy was sprinting into the school building and the bathrooms, and then he hunched over the toilet and no longer had a bacon butty in his system,
His head started pounding and even though he was disgusted by the guys' loo and all the graffiti on the walls, he couldn't do anything but slump against the wall, decidedly not opening his eyes against the harsh fluorescent lights.

Distantly he heard the door open, but he paid it no mind, instead almost drifting off,
before the door to the cubicle he was in burst open and a worried-looking guy looked down at Tommy,
huh, odd he was definitely too old to be a student, he looked around Mr. Halo’s age, but Tommy had never seen him around the school before.

He was wearing a blue hoodie and a blue face mask like Ranboo except this guy’s was blue like his hoodie with a derpy sorta mouth on it, it had a tongue sticking out as well.
He had dark hair and crystal blue eyes, a lot sharper in colour than his own sky-blue eyes.
He also had a ring on his left hand, it looked like it had a little ruby on it and the band itself looked like red vines, quite a pretty and expensive-looking ring if you ask Tommy, definitely not one that you wear into a school building unless….
Ohhhhhhh, it must have been an engagement ring.

For some reason that was all Tommy could focus on,
His words slurred as he said “you getting married? Who is the lucky…”
He stared the man up and down for just a moment and he knew he shouldn’t make assumptions but his mouth didn't seem to get the memo, how rude. “...guy?”
He finished his question.

He cursed himself for a great first impression on the guy but he saw the man flush, turning almost the Same colour as his ring, shit Tommy had to fix this conversation, but as he opened his mouth to apologise he felt a second lurching of his stomach and quickly leaned over the toilet again, promptly removing any other things that had been in his stomach seconds before.

He felt a hand that must have belonged to the man rub around his back, that was nice of him.
After finished throwing up for the second time his head, whilst still pounding was a bit clearer than before,
“fucking, ow that hurt” he groaned, before remembering he wasn't alone and had probably a new teacher with him, he grimaced until he heard a loud laugh from behind him and a not-so-quiet “bit mouthy for a kid aren’t you?”

He whipped around, regretting doing so when it made his head pound more if that was possible but he still snapped (more like whined) out an “oi dick’ead ‘m not a child.”
That just caused the man to laugh more before wiping his tears (yes fucking tears) from his eyes and reaching the ringed hand down to help Tommy up.

Tommy was actually able to apologise now and he said as much,
But the man just laughed and said,
“It's fine, but I am surprised you got it right, you must be good at reading people you just met.”
And Tommy smiled, and said,
“I'm still sorry, I shouldn't go ‘round saying shirt like that, but…. You never answered my questions, loverboy, whos the lucky guy?” he smirked as the ruby red sheen returned to his face, and he mumbled out,
“His name’s bad….”
And that caused Tommy to burst out laughing, and he wheezed out a
‘What kinda name is bad!’ and the man didn't look offended,
he just smirked (at least Tommy thought he smirked) and said,
“I know right, like seriously who names their kid bad Halo?”
And at that Tommy just stared blankly for a second and then guffawed practically crying from laughter, barely getting out the words,
“MR. HALO’S FIRST NAME IS FUCKIN’ BAD!”
And the man laughed with him, until Tommy asked his name and the man seemed to grimace if his eyes were any indication and quietly said “....Skeppy.”
And Tommy decided to not do what he’d normally do and make fun of the man and instead told Skeppy,
“sup big man, my name’s Tommy Careful Danger Kraken Ennet Watson.”
He smiled and held out his hand for a shake and Skeppy whilst looking surprised took his hand and shook it,
Once he let go Tommy remembered they were still in the guys’ toilets and decided that leaving was a good idea,
“So big man, wanna get out of this shitty bathroom, or are you enjoying the poetry?”
Tommy asked referencing the graffiti on the walls, something about the heart, blood, and balls,
Skeppy seemed to come to the same realisation as Tommy as he looked around, and then the two left the bathroom.

Skeppy pulled Tommy to pastoral, and they opened the door to find the school nurse Ponk and, wait, was that Uncle Sam?
Now Tommy was aware that Sam wasn't his real Uncle but he worked closely with his dad at the lab specialising in tech where his dad's work was more biology-based, and he came over lots and he was very nice so Tommy called him Uncle Sam.
Currently, Uncle Sam was holding Ponks hand and they both looked a bit red but when they realised the door opened they both whipped their heads around,
And Tommy, ignoring his Uncle’s obvious blush just happily called out,
“Yey, it's Uncle Sam!” and he ran forward to hug the man, who looked surprised to see him but hugged him back just as tightly,

And for a second Tommy forgot there were 2 other people in the room too until a
“Sammy, you never told me Tommy was your nephew” and saw a soft gaze on his face as she gazed at Sam and Tommy, and Tommy remembered he was sick but more importantly he realised something,

“Wait, you’re Sam’s ‘Love-Lemon’?”
and at that statement, both Sam and Ponk blushed, wow Tommy was making a lot of people blush today.

Ponk just squeaked out a ‘what does he call me?’ and Sam was just stuttering out half-arsed excuses,
Tommy being sufficiently satisfied at the chaos he cause, said,
“Saaaaammmmmm, I feel sick.” and all eyes snapped to him, Ponk immediately switched into their focus on sick child mode, and asked Tommy what happened,

Tommy explained his breakfast, and throwing it up in the school bathrooms, Sam just sighed muttering about how many times Phil had told Tommy to not eat meat.
Ponk grabbed a bucket just in case and started making a mint tea,
Skeppy was just standing in the corner looking concerned at the fact Tommy knew he would throw up if he ate that and that he just did it because… spite.

Sam called Phil and Tommy had a conversation with the blue man in the room,
“So big s, why Mr. Halo of all people, surely a guy like you could do so much better?”
“Well, he's just really sweet and annoying the shit out of him is very fun, do you wanna hear some stories about him?” Skeppy replied, his sweet words turning mischievous, and, yes, Tommy wants to hear this,
So he says, “start the story big man?” matching Skeppy’s mischievous energy with a devious grin.

And so Skeppy sat next to him and started his many tales of ‘bad being a little bitch’ (his words not Tommy’s) and Tommy listened with occasional laughter and his mind far away from his problems, as Skeppy told him about why Mr. Halo hated the number 14, and the Japanese symbol for beginner. Then he talked about a beach day they had and how Bad hated sand after that, something about Skeppy yelling that he wanted sand whilst being sat on a beach.

He offhandedly mentioned something about e-boys but he didn't elaborate further on that point, by then Tommy's nausea was well and truly gone, and apparently, his dad told Sam to take Tommy home for the day because he was too busy at work, and that made Tommy excited because it had been ages since he had seen Fran and that was unacceptable,
So then Tommy was taken to Sam’s place after a message to the head teacher Mx. Eret.

And once Sam opened the door to his apartment, Tommy was jumped by Sam's dog who was more fluff than dog, and Tommy giggled and hugged Fran back,
And then, because Sam was the best Uncle ever, he asked if Tommy wanted to play Minecraft with him, which is what they did. Tommy enjoyed his day off school and decided that the bacon butty was in fact worth it.

And once his dad picked him up, he was lightly scolded but his dad never stayed mad at Tommy and he went to bed happy that not only did he get a day off school, but he also made a new friend in a cool new maths teacher (with a focus on fucking triangles, what a looser) and he knew tomorrow in R.E. was gunna be fun with Mr. Bad.

Oh and tomorrow was his fucking birthday!

And Tubbo said he had a surprise lined up for him!

So Tommy was ready for the next days,
Unaware that in two days' time he would never see the world in the same way again,
So for now, Tommy sleeps excited about his birthday and what's to come tomorrow.

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I am really sorry but I thought you all deserved a reason why this fic just dies, I am still working on it, but I am also working on a co authored fic that is taking all my interest, chapter 4 is in the making, but whilst this is dead I thought you deserved a reason why, so, once chapter four is up I'll delete this announcement, I'm also going to be updating formatting, because I figured out how to format now, thanks to everyone reading this fic, and now that I've figured out how to write angst and gore, you guys are in for a treat [:<

- Draco 'insomniac'