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May 17th, Tuesday, 11:05pm
Tomathy, an 17 year old who works at L'Bucks, is almost done with his shift when he sees a light of purple shoot past the windows at the fleeing figure of a winged man.
He goes to take a break from cleaning a coffee maker to take a peek out the window and sees Dream, the second in command of the L'Manburg county's hero team Dream Complex, fighting Vulture, the leader of the villain group Syndicate. The villain's left wing looked like a few bones were out of the spots they're supposed to be in.
He went back behind the counter and resumed the cleaning of the products.
After a few minutes he leaves through the back alleyway to not get caught in the fight. What he doesn't realize is the sound of Dream's power is gone, and thus the fight is over.
As he's walking he finds the unconscious body of Vulture and leans over him. He starts setting the man's bones, and end up waking the bird up.
"Hey, I'm trying to help you. Don't kill me," Tommy softly says to the man, trying to stay calm himself at the same time, "I know how hard it may be to not panic."
He is allowed to fully set the bones of the wing and is able to use his power to heal him.
He continues his walk home at a faster pace then usual and notes that his two roommates and best friends, Ranboo and Tubbo, aren't there when he home at 11:26pm again.
May 18th, Wednesday, 2:49pm
Tomathy is making an order for Aunt Lizzie when Quackity came in with a few friends, talking about healing. He listens in while his aunt is watching the TV.
"Seriously though, Phil. We do need a healer," his manager spoke softly in loud, whisperIng voice.
"Yeah, yeah. We do just fine on our own. We don't have any need for a healer," the strange winged man replied.
Quackity gave a doubtful look at the winged man before speaking, "I'm not gonna pretend I didn't see Tommy heal you last night. You were on the brink of death, dude."
Tommy stopped listening in on the conversation and focuses on work a little bit more then usual.
7:27pm
When he got home, Tubbo was playing on his phone in the dining room while Ranboo was quite literally nuking ramen in the microwave.
"Boo, why are you cooking?" Tommy asked sternly while getting rid of the flaming ramen.
"Tubbo wanted food!"
"Then why didn't you just make a honey nector sandwich?"
"Yeah, Boo?" Tubbo pops in, teasingly. "Why didn't you?"
Tomathy smacked his best friend in the forehead, "You hush.. Mother Hen is taking care of this."
The three barely contained their laughter before Tommy actually got onto the two for even thinking of letting one of them cook while Tommy made scrambled eggs and waffles.