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2: you've got a lot of nerves to dredge up my fears : prophecy | sewer | taking accountability |
Tommy is not an idiot, okay?
Let's just say this now. Just because he was 12 when he was cooking up drugs in a cart with his brother William, doesn't mean he is uneducated like theese other boys. He knows how to make drugs and get women! What else do u want from him? To count? Please, what women wants that, Tommy's the biggest man alive anyways!
Being chased down the nighttime streets, quiet birds flapping in flocks above, he takes a sharp turn. He can hear the police coms, telling one another where to go and keeping eachother updated. Idiots. Someone didn't turn their VC into a private one.
See, Tommy has a few buddies, back at home. Tubbo and Ranboo. They're pretty cool he guesses. Ranboo has a slaying new wardrobe, beeboy is still the smartest guy Tommy knows! Well besides from him, of course. So, it's no suprise when he hears a familiar, quiet voice from the police VC talkie. He takes the advantage of the police slowing down in confusion, and fuckin dashes for it.
He Scales the walls, which are musty and getting blacker by the day. This society has found a new way to do things. Machines. Factories. People don't rely on the prophecy they are born with anymore. Don't rely on horses or cows either! He wouldn't dare replace Henry with some machine! Henry is precious and amazing, he gets his dashing looks from Tommy. Not that Henry is Tommy's biological son.. he's not a person who can do that, William however! His wife gave birth to a furry little pansy.
*crash*
"Hey Big man and thing!" See how fast time flies when your commiting crimes and bullying your brother? Doesn't make a difference at work though, he's tried. Fuck he forgot to pet Henry on the way in as he crashed the door open. There's very little land here in the city, compared to what there was in the country side in his family home.
"I'm still not a thing, you can say big man Tommy." Honestly who does ranboo think they are at times, how dare they ask Tommy to go against his own precious morals. I mean we are home now! I read the news about a bloke called Eugene Falleni, he tried to burn his missus body because he didn't wanna be caught for being a transvestite. So, Tommy gets why boobthing is still hesitant about the whole they/them stuff. But seriously, according to techno, this shit happens sometimes.
"Sorry magician, can yous not ruin my perfect image? You'll scare the women away." Magician. Tommy calls ranboo that because their prophecy is some shit about home and disappearing, don't matter and he hardly cares. Not that ranboo even minds, they can't even remember the prophecy themselves because their memory is actually horrendous. It gives ranboo the ability the teleport! Plus the additional horns and tail. Probably the coolest element to get, besides Tommy's of course. What's Tommy's element? You really wanna know?
Too bad. Fuck off, ya nerdy bastards.
Anyways tubbo's element makes no sense with his prophecy, that's how u get ur element. That's the whole point. Get an element to prevent the prophecy you get at your sixth birthday, it's to prevent the worse day of your life. So why the fuck can tubbo explode shit he sees in his sight. What has that got to do with LoSs Of FrIeNdS or whatever it was. Was it about his father? Or maybe ranboos was the loss of friends.. whatever! He's practically a fuckin terrorist. Tubbo, not Tommy.
Wait what was happening again? Right being chased, tubbos gonna kill Tommy on site. Probably. It's fine, Tommy's wives will protect him, all 7. You know, he hasn't seen nikki in a good while now, might pop in n say hello. Nikki isn't one of Tommy's wives, but she's this random fuckin Baker that gives out unbought bread for a groat, absolute bargain.
"Thomas danger minecraft. What the fuck was that?" Oh shit.
"Big man! Hey! You know I was thinking-"
"Don't change the fuckin subject Tom's! I can't keep hacking into government officials radios to save your arse." Tubbo is gripping his trousers and pointing his finger right into Tommy's chest. His fingers are scarred up like shit. His dad was a proper knob, would like drink and shit. To be fair tubbbo hasn't said anything much, personal shit.
"Do you know what they've been saying about me?"
"Tubbs, c'mon!" Tommy grins.
"No, you don't know! They've been calling me static, upgrading everything to rid of me, some even call me a fuckin villain Tommy!" Tubbo's hands fly in the air as he starts to pace through the living room. "A villain! What villain will be able to get a stable fucking job in this damn city. Everyone else has come here too, looking for jobs! Industrial revolution, they call it Tommy!"
"I met a drunken the other day, talking about how it will kill us all." not helping ranboo. Seriously why are they here if all they're gonna do is get me in more trouble!
"Tubbo, look, I hasn't meant to do anything, but 40p for a fuckin green apple? They're trying to swindle us! I'm telling you!"
"So what? You fucking steal it?" And here we go, always Tommy's fault, seriously, he isn't the one hacking into the old bills VC!
"Guys, let's take a moment okay. Look Tommy maybe you shouldn't've stolen apples of all things-"
"Fuck off?"
"But tubbo, Tommy's just trying to help us out."
Tubbo grabs Tommy's hand tightly and pulls it up to look in his eyes. Tubbos eyes are brown, soulless basically. Deary, has the boy never had a happy moment in his sad life? Tubbo is Tommy's best friend don't get him wrong but oh my days. You'd think living with someone as spectacular as he, you'd be living the bloody dream! I mean, cleaning Henry in the morning, selling newspapers and reading about thoes outlaws up West America. Normal tubbo life style.
"No, he's just trying to survive as we all fall into a fucking abyss of debt and illness and die for being called villains by the poxy government, while his ass gets looked after in prison, because all he did was steal a fucking apple you can get off a tree where we used to be, before someone couldnt listen and burned it down!" Ranting.
"Excuse me?"
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It's quiet. It should be. Because what some of you don't know yet, is Tommy's prophecy, or his ability. Nobody is meant to know. And yet here is Toby, ruining his life once again. Prophecy, this. Countryside, that. Tommy knows that's he's selfish, fuck, he's selfish to the point it's written into his shitty thing. But he has tried. He has tried to provide by sending his ass out there, in the smoke, stealing from buggers who talk too loud. But it's always his fault because of his Prophecy. It always is. Ever since the King and Queens children started having animal features, they were thrown out, and now any fucker with the slightest non-human characteristic is jumped to hell and back. Which is why our tax is higher than what we can deal with here, because of tubbo's horns and just fucking ranboo in general.
"Fuck off, Toby." He pulls his hand back, rolling his eyes. Seriously, he is in such a mood today. tubbo's hand hits Tommy's cheek, a resounding slap echos through the small, messy house.
"Watch who you fockin talk to Thomas. I'm the reason your ass is still here. Why do I even keep u here?"
"Tubbo! Calm down! He just doesnt understand!" Ranboo only now gets involved. Fuck them all, is what Tommy thinks. Tommy doesn't need any of them, any of this! All of this! William will take him back in, he has too! They havnt seen eachother since the argument, but they're family. He thought they were family too.
"No! He needs to get his fucking attitude straight before I rip off whatevers left of thoes fucking wings that dont work anymore because someone cant fight, but can very well glide out a burning building and leave his family to die!"
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ouch. Now that's what hurts him.
"Fuck, Tommy no." Toby walks closer, eyes wide. All Tommy can focus on is the itchiness on his back, connecting to his spine. Toby grabs hold of Tommy's hand gently, rubbing it with his thumb.
"I shouldn't of said that, fuck, Tommy I'm so sorry! You know how I get, I'm still working through shit and-"
"Get. Off of me."
"Tommy-"
"No! How fucking dare you, Toby! The fuck is wrong with you! I mean seriously, you act like your father! Maybe you should have stayed with him if you wanna end up like a drunken whore too! You fit the fucking look of it for beastiality!"
Ranboo gasps, wherever he is. And thats fucking great, because Tommy's just proven himself to be no better. Yet ranboo will stay with Toby, as always. Always a duo in a trio, he doesn't forget that. It was like that with blade and William, it's like that now with ranboo and toby.
"Get out of this house."
"Tubbo, don't say that!" Ranboo will always start to intervene but will never actually fucking do it. Pussy.
"Get out of this house! If you wanna dredge up my fucking trauma, you can deal with it outside with thoes fucking hillbillies on the streets! Go use your fucking wings icarus!"
The floor shakes each stomp Toby does as he storms to the shared bedroom. Middle finger up high at Tommy.
"Tommy, uh, lo look, it's gonna be be fine I. I just think we all.. we all need a moment to ourselves.. it may maybe better to go out for a few hours.."
Oh. Oh okay, Tommy can tell what's happening here.
"Fuck you ranboo, if yous didn't want me here why not say it in the first fucking place!"
The door slams and Tommy runs for it. He doesnt care where he goes, who he hits, where he falls. He has to run away from them, because if he goes back it will happen again. If he stays on the streets he can loose his wings again, because he's a freak. Tommy needs to find a new home, new place. A place without this fucking air in his throat because his ass can't fucking breathe! And for fuck sake Henry's still there forgotten!
Twisting and turning through empty streets, only birds in the way. 'Tommy?' Tommy seriously needs to apologise, what can he do, he needs to find a way to make Toby forgive him. Fuck he is such! An asshole! Tommy laughs, slowing down and holding his face 'Tommy!' Why? Tommy has seen Toby break himself apart because he doesn't want to be like his dad, tries so hard to avoid hurting Tommy and ranboo like his father did to him. It was worse when they were kids but no! Tommy 'Tommy, dear?' Just has to fuck it all up as usual! This was so much easier when Phil was alive!
A hand holds his shoulders gently, the grounds so cold, Tommy doesn't even remember sitting on the pavement. The leeries are so fucking slow at lighting these streets! Lamplighters! One fucking purpose and Tommy would probably fuck that up too. Fuck it all! He doesn't need them, why should he apologise to them. 'Tom's come on now.' He's in the right! He acted on self defense! The Tommy danger kraken minecraft never apologises! Not even now.
A hand guides Tommy's head to warmth, protecting him from the cold, he doesn't want to open his eyes. Tommy can't even care who it is, if Toby wants Tommy to be hurt so much, he very much will let it happen! Whoever this fucker is better ruin him good, make Toby regret everything.
But, the person sings quietly, running their fingers through his matted hair. He recognises the song, or well poem. How could he forget it, William would play it on guitar as techno and Phil would practice with swords. It was sang on Christmas day when they had people round too. When the tree outside in the farm was decorated, as the chicken was stuffed and we all played games. Tommy's had a game of his own every Christmas, how many people can he steal off. Puffy was the easiest, she is Kristens friend, his mother's. Puffy was sweet from what he remembered, but they'd only meet rarely. The tune continues on repeat.
Opening his eyes, he looks ahead, white curly hair flows in the slight wind infront of him. The dress he lays on is a wine red with a wonderful pattern, a broche too of a sheep. The farm used to have sheep, its how Kristen would make clothes for the family. Tommy could never figure it out himself but a few others worked it out in a day. Lucky fuckers. Toby tried once, the idiot. He tried to make gloves, they fell apart so fast and so broken to the point no one could use the wool again! Tommy hums a small laugh. Oh Toby, you fool.
"You with me, dear?" Looking up, Tommy see's her. He hasn't seen her in so long, but how could he mistake such a scar like the captain Puffys. He remembers the story well, Puffy told Tommy and tubbo, and then they told ranboo when they met.
"Puffy?" He sniffles a bit, sitting up as the Lamplighter walks by, casting a glance. Tommy glares in return, which makes puffy smack his head lightly. She smiles apologetic to the boy, clearly a bit older than Tommy is.
"Why are you out here in the cold, Tom's? You've never done well with such temperatures." She smiles so soft, that's her thing, Tommy thinks, softness. It's why she was such a great mother for Toby, while she was around atleast. Ranboo is probably trying to make dinner by now, it makes his stomach rumble.
"No reason for you to know, bitch" oh well, he tried to awnser nicely. it's a habit at this point, but if people don't like it they can fuck off. Or, kick him out, he supposes. He looks away guilty, unable to see puffys reaction, but by the hand placed back on his head, she probably doesn't care. Tommy's had one hell of a mouth on him since he was young. His parents would often tell him off for being improper but, compared to techno and his odd hatred for people and wilburs indulgence in a revolution, Tommy's swearing was hardly a problem.
Puffy hadn't spoke. Neither had Tommy, fuck the silence. "Toby kicked me out. He didn't like what I had to say so he told me to fuck off! Fucker even hit me! I mean seriously, yeah your a great friend Toby!" Tommy scoffs.
"And what did you do, Tommy?"
"Fuck off! I needn't to do anything! I was in the right! He was just a bitch!" The blank look from puffy stared into his soul, she knows the two so well she isn't even slightly convinced. She should be, Tommy innit never tells a lie, doesn't she know this by now? Tommy's an angel from heaven, that's what Kristen would say. A gremlin from heaven more like, is what Phil would say. The would say this often. Tommy can't help but wonder if it changed when he burned them down.
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"I stole an apple, and the coppers were already nearby. Toby doesn't want to keep looking after my ass." And still to this point, Tommy is in the right, if yall think otherwise you can suck his dick. Thats a joke, don't, that's for his wives.. kidding again.
"And he hit you for it?" Puffy is looking at Tommy with her eyebrows furrowed. Gazing at his cheek which is hard to tell if it's red or not in the dark.
"Yeah! Like the fuck? So we argued! I told him he was like schlatt and should go back to him!" Tommy throws his hands up and turns away and puffys shocked "Tommy!"
"Tommy, no matter what happens you don't say that to anyone! Even if they say something similar to you, don't indulge In their behaviour. It's improper and just horrible." Puffy frowns, yet, so softly. So imagine Tommy's suprise when she stands up, like she is about to march off and scream her lungs off for the world to hear. "Off yer pop, we need to take you home and find Toby."
"What! I don't wanna go back!"
"Too bad Tom's, you need to get home and so do I, it's not safe out and letting something like this sit for too long will cause a muck between you boys." She holds Tommy's wrist gently and she walks quickly to the house. Toby gave the address to her because they write to one another often, but who knew that puffy could tell how to get there so fast. Tommy even trips a few times. Wait, no he didn't, fuck off you didn't hear that!
"He deserved it! He said he was gonna tear off my wings! He called me icarus, you know how badly I hate being called thoes fuckass hero names!" Techno use to call Tommy theseus, wilbur suggested ikaros once and let's say that it didn't end well. Phil was so pissy afterwards, he had to get Kristen just to sit the three all down.
"Oh my dear, you two are as bad as eachother. Look we will arrive in less then a few moments, it's not far." Tommy just sighs and let's himself be dragged along. Fuck sake, he hates this part. Apologising. Tommy innit never apologises! Why don't people get that! His opinion is superior to all! "If you start wearing thoes crocodile tears, i'll make sure to take Henry with me for the night."
"What, hey! You can't take Henry!"
"Is that a test, dear? That cows a gorgeous colour, and enjoys my presence." As if proving her point, Henry moo's loudly. And, when the fuck did they arrive?
"Tommy! Your back!" Nevermind, Tommy want out. Fuck ranboo the stupid bastard, they want Tommy gone too! Why should he stay, because puffy asks? Pathetic. Then, two lanky arms warp round him.
"My days ranboo, you are literally skin and bones, get off of me!" Tommy struggles in the hold, biting the beings shoulder. It works to say the least. "Oh for heavens sake Tommy."
Puffy wasn't impressed, Tommy guesses. Doesnt stop ranboo from grabbing Tommy and puffy and pulling them into the house. The door leads straight to the living room. The living room where tubbo Is, a wooly blanket across his shoulders and a wooden cow im hand. Tommy's wooden cow. Tubbo made it for Tommy as they were litluns. He still loves it today, and yet here tubbo is, holding it in his hands as if its some sort of fucking diamond.
"Tubbo! He's back, look!" Thanks ranboo, giving away Tommy's position. "A lady is here too, she brought Tommy back!"
That makes Toby look up, Tommy watches as the older boys eyes widen at puffy who is on the otherside of ranboo. "Puffy? Is that you?"
"Captains instincts, to know when her little soldiers are at dismay." She smiles, Toby gets up and hugs her. Okay, fuck you too, Tommy's clearly invisible. Feels like it half the time.
"I havnt seen you in so long! And. And Tommy!" Yes? Hi? Tommy's apart of this now, dickhead.
"I.. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said what I had, it was out of turn and wrong."
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"How long did u spend writing that then, u sound like fucking Shakespeare, is this just some book drama to you?" Tommy clenches his fists, readjusting where he is standing to glare at the goat boy. Hide behind puffy all you want. Toby thinks he can just read of some script and everything will be okay? Fuck that.
"Tommy, let him finish" right. Puffy, how could Tommy forget. Tommy was going to say more, but puffy stopped hum in time. Toby sighs, moving away from puffy and closer to Tommy.
"What happened at the farm wasn't your fault, to be honest. it was mine for touching the coal, And what happened with your wings was still my fault because I wasn't there to look after you like I should have. We were new to the city and I just told you to fuck off. Just like I have now." Tubbo continues.
"Im not a good friend. But I want to try, because to me, you and ranboo are everything to me. You dont have to forgive me but please, know I'll be better."
Puffy, ranboo and tubbo all look hesitant, tubbo more than the others as he holds out the stupid wooden cow. Tommy called it henrietta by the way, its Henry's sister. But seriously? Can't make Tommy another one or something, he was only gone for an hour at most.
"My wings being fucked aint your fault, dick head. But grow the fuck up."
Silence.. puffy looking at Tommy with a nod. Fuck sake, so much bullshit. Atleast Tommy's in the right, he always is. Just maybe a little less this time around.
"What I said about you isn't true, you arnt like schlatt or anything. I was an angry bastard because you said shit to annoy me. I won't fucking steal anymore or whatever." Tommy looks at the cow, before tubbo can pull his hand back in, Tommy grabs the cow.
"Make your own henrietta bitch, this is my one, you can make yourself a bee. Or whatever. I don't give a fuck" and they all laugh at Tommy. Laugh! How dare they laugh at someone so amazing! Tommy is not forgiving tubbo though. Fuck that, it was so uneeded.