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Tommyinnits Guide to Ghost hunting

Summary:

Tommyinnit is a vigilante, his power is that he see ghosts (e.g ghostbur) and he think why not work with the heroes

 

MAJORLY INSPIRED BY 'THIS IS NOT AN ACT OF SPITE BY ELLABELLACHICKETYCHELLA'

I FORGOT THE WORD BUT THIS IVE GIVEN UP ON THIS. I MAY COME BACK TO THIS IF IM INSPIRED BUT TBH THIS IS UNLIKELY

Notes:

This is my first fanfic so enjoy.

Chapter Text

Tommy dodges the punch, feeling the wind in his hair. He notices the hero pull out a fucking sword from his baldric. Tommy scoffs.

 

“I thought you said a fair fight, Blade.” He says in an American accent as he pulls out two daggers from a hidden pocket in his hoodie.

 

Both Tommy and the Blade change their stance more suitable for fighting. Tommy’s feathers stretch out instinctively. He thinks it's to look more intimidating, it doesn't matter now.

 

Tommy analyses the hero. The Blade’s sword has a purple glow to it. Definitely enchanted. Where the fuck is Ghostbur?

 

The Blade charges at Tommy, one hand gripping the sword. Fuck. The hero’s cape trailing behind him. Tommy presses his panic button. Hopefully Ranboo will come in time. The Blade is still running towards Tommy. He blocks the Blades attack just in time.

 

Just at that time another hero's silhouette dramatically lands into the scene. The hero walks into the light to make himself visible. Wings drawn out and hair blowing angelically in the wind while Technos was just in his face knotting. Shit it’s Crow. Where the fuck is Ranboo?

 

Coincidently, Ranboo appeared and in a panic grabbed Tommy’s shoulder. Tommy’s whole vision turned midnight purple for a few seconds until it faded.

“What the fuck took you so long”

“Someone hacked into the system so I had to explode their device with malware. Probably a hero.” Tubbo replies, still typing on his keyboard.

Holy shit. Tubbo hacked a hero. He exploded a hero’s computer. Eat the rich, I guess.

Ranboo burst into the living room with an unclean bloody med kit. Ranboo made a beeline towards him and frantically cleaned and bandaged his red and yellow wing.

“It's fine Ranboo. It's just a little cut.” but he could still see the concerned look on Ranboo’s face.

Ghostbur entered through the collapsing wall, holding a blue cornflower innocently in his two hands

“I’m sorry for not being there. I got distracted. Here have some blue.” He says innocently. Tommy puts the transparent flower in a Mcdonalds childrens cup that Ranboo found on the pavement just for Ghostburs flowers.

“Do any of you want any pasta bake?” Ranboo cuts out some pasta and puts it on a plate before anyone could answer.

“Since when did we have pasta sauce?” Tommy asks curiously.

“It's Ketchup.”

“Nice.” Tommy takes a singular piece of pasta and eats it one by one. It wasn’t good but it was better than starving. Tommy’s legs ache so he just lays on the springy sofa.

“My legs are falling off.” Tommy complains.

“No there not.” Ranboo replies “Even if they were, we're too broke to go to the hospital so denial it is.”

That true they were like 3 orphans living in a cave (metaphorically). He wonders what would happen if he got a job at the hero tower. I mean no one would expect it and he’d have some heroes on his side. He's too tired right now, he’ll think about it in the morning.

Darkness slowly covered his vision until he was fully asleep.