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"They'll never look like me
The boys on my TV
Worshipping the violence
Of guns and football teams"

Tommy felt his sweat cling to his forehead as he sang, quiet pants of breath escaping his lips after each sentence.

"I base my self-esteem
On God and beauty queens
Can you really blame me?
I'm just chasing the American Dream"

He walked closer to the crowd, reaching the end of his stage, the red lights beaming and following his every move.

"I want blond hair-"

He ran his hand through his golden locks, his fingers breezing through it with ease.

"-and a new address.
I want a body-"

He moved his free hand down his chest to his hips.

" that'll make 'em wish
That their boyfriend didn't exist
I'm just an all-American bitch."

He let out a silent amused chuckle in his mind as he is british, not American- and dislikes Americans.

"Oh my God, I did it again
I left his house going up into flames
It's not my fault, oh what can I say?
He had it comin', I was just playing the game"

"Oh my God, I did it again
I think I need a little kick in the head
It's not my fault I want everything
Just another kid raised on the American Dream"

"I live in movie scenes (I live in movie scenes)
With my perfect teeth (white teeth, white teeth)
Just another archetype (uh-huh)
Of a stupid teenage dream (dream)"

"Why do I feel so jealous
Of things I know don't exist?
Oh, it's a self-destructive way to think"

"I want blond hair and a new address
I want a body that'll make 'em wish
That their boyfriend didn't exist
I'm just an all-American bitch"

"Oh my God, I did it again
I left his house going up into flames
It's not my fault, oh what can I say?
He had it comin', I was just playing the game"

"Oh my God, I did it again
I think I need a little kick in the head
It's not my fault I want everything
Just another kid raised on the American Dream"

Dream sung this part into his microphone, strumming his guitar.

"M, a mess but I'm obsessed"

George closed his eyes and smiled as he opened his mouth to sing his part.

"A, always have to be perfect"

Sapnap carefully continued his drum beats as he sang, a grin plastered on his face.

"D, don't know what is my purpose"

Tommy took back to being the singer, raising his hand and counting down with his fingers.

"One, two, one, two, three, four"

Oh my God, I did it again (I did it again)
"I left his house going up into flames (up into flames)
It's not my fault, oh what can I say? (What can I say?)
He had it comin', I was just playing the game (uh-huh-huh)
Oh my God, I did it again (did it again)
I think I need a little kick in the head (a kick in the head)
It's not my fault I want everything (uh-uh)
Just another kid raised on the American Dream (uh-uh)"

Tommy finished by panting, moving his mic away from his mouth as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

A round of claps and cheers sounded around the theater type room they were in.

"Thank you Esempee for coming to my show! I hope you all enjoyed it. Goodbye!"

He yelled into the mic, more cheering echoed around the room as Tommy turned and started walking more into the stage, towards the curtains and his band.

George slid his headphones off, Tommy took his ear piece off. Dream placed his guitar down and Sapnap jumped off his drum set.

"You killed that, Toms."

Dream said warmly, slinging his arm over Tommy's shoulder.

"Thanks.."

He smiled, resting his head on the elders shoulder. George and Sapnap walking ahead of them, disappearing behind the curtains.

"Hungry?"

He asked, Tommy nodded. Dream chuckled as they both finally went to the other side of the curtains.

They all got guided outside of the theater by 2 body guards- Sam and Ponk. Tommy swears they're dating but they refused.

(He's seen them kiss but they claimed they tripped)

George and Sapnap slow down, going on either side Tomorrow and Dream.

"You were so good!"

Sapnap exclaimed, ruffling his golden hair. Their tour bus came into view.

"Thanks, Snapmap."

Tommy grinned childishly, as Sapnap's expression changed.

"Nevermind, you did horri- Hey!"

George hit his shoulder, shoving him away and takung his spot as Sapnap scoffed and moved to be beside Dream while Tommy just laughed.

He used to hate his laugh.

Everyone did.

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*god! Piss off Tommy. Your laugh is so loud and irritating!"*

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But now all his fans love it.

Its loud, boisterous but most importantly- iconic and original.

"Good job, Tommy."

"Thanks Gogy."

George pat his shoulder as they reached the tour bus, hopping inside.

They all entered, going to sit down...

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Tommy was scrolling through Twitter aimlessly watching short clips his fans took of his concert, and everyone's opinions on it.

The faint noise of chatter from Dream, Sapnap and George in the front of the bus near the mini fridge.

Tommy paid no mind to them as the continued scrolling, his eyes catching on a particular post.

Wilbur Soot (WilburSoot) ✔

Just bought front row tickets for me, @Technoblade✔ and @Ph1lzA✔ to @TommyInnit✔'s show! Cant wait to see him live In Snow Chester!

Tommy stared at that post, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

Wilbur Soot -His brother (If he can even call him that)- is going to see his show front row.

"Tommy! We're gonna go somewhere, probably Bad and Skeppy's cafe if you wanna tag along."

Sapnap yelled from the front, snapping Tommy out of his daze.

"I- yep! I'll join you guys!"

He stood up quickly, stumbling slightly as he walked over to them.

Sapnap and George exited first.

Dream looked at Tommy quizzically, earning a soft huff from him.

Tommy showed Dream the post before leaving the bus himself

He felt Dreams arm wrap around his shoulder, pulling him into a side hug as they walked.

"How about we go visit Ranboo and Tubbo. We could even give them VIP tickets to our show if you'd like."

Dream suggested, Tommy instantly smiled at the idea, turning to Dream.

"Really?"

"Yeah, man! It's your show, if they don't have a ride to Snow Chester they can come on our bus too, Gogs and Sap wouldn't mind."

"Thanks, Dream.."

Tommy wrapped his arm around Dreams shoulder.

If they weren't famous people would think they were brothers.

(Only if Tommy was that lucky).

"Hurry up!"

Sapnap yelled from ahead of them.

"Me and Tommy are gonna go to Ranboo's hair salon to see him and Tubbo, we'll meet back at the bus or Bad's!"

Dream said in return, Tommy hearing a faint okay from George.

Tommy started running in the direction of the hair salon, hearing the pounding of Dreams feet as he ran to catch up with Tommy.

"Slow down!"

He heard Dream yell, he only let out a series of loud laughter as he continued, the big sign coming into view.

It was half white and half black, 'Hair Saloon' (Tubbo painted it without supervision and he didn't know how to spell Salon and they never changed it) written on the sign, the 'i' was a flower for the body and a bee for the dot.

"Nearly there, Teletubby!"

He continued laughing as he slowed down, hearing Dreams huffs of air from where he stood.

"I'm too old for this shit-"

He faintly hear Dream mutter before using the last of his stamina to jog over to Tommy.

They both walked side to side towards the Salon.