~𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐴 𝐶𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒~ +SIDE STORIES

2

"Count me in." I told him.

"Wait, wait, wait, it was an idea Y/N-" he said while laughing.

"What, you saying I wouldn't make a good house mate? I promise I won't like light your house on fire. Save that for Tubbo." I said jokingly. Tommy laughed at my stupid joke which made me smile a bit.

"Let me ask MotherInnit." he said, walking out his door, leaving the phone in his bedroom. I saw his Alexa speaker on his window frame, so I wanted to test something. Tommy wasn't wearing any headphones and I'm pretty sure I was on speaker, so...

"Alexa, play We Didn't Start the Fire by Billy Joel" I said loudly. A few seconds pass, and as soon as I think my attempt failed, she responded with "Here's We Didn't Start the Fire by Billy Joel, on Amazon music." The song started playing, REALLY LOUDLY. I started cackling out loud. It was only shortly after when Tommy came rushing back up to his bedroom to find the source of the noise.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yelled as he burst in. I was wheezing so hard I sounded like Dream at that point. Tommy looked at his phone and saw me laughing my ass off.

"DID YOU DO THIS?!" he points at me and back at his Alexa, still blasting the music.

"NO- SOME, UH- DEMON! YES, THE DEMON OF TUBBO!" I said in a ghostly tone while giggling like a complete idiot.

Tommy smirked, and I could see he was willing to play along. "AAAAAAA, TUBBO DEMON, BEGONE OF MY ROOM YOU BEAST!" he picked up a Febreze can and spun around in circles spraying a shit load of spray. I couldn't help but burst into laughter. It didn't help the fact it was late in the night and that my entire family was still asleep, too. Just then, his mother walked in.

"What the hell are you doing up here, Tommy?" She asked, concerned. I was thinking Oh, shit you've waken her up, until I remembered they were five hours ahead of where I lived. It would have been 8:00 am there. Which meant that Tommy had just spent the last four and a half hours talking and playing minecraft with me. Something about this made me smile, for some reason. No, stop. Now wasn't the time for the butterflies to sprout.

I quickly stopped laughing and called out "Hi, Tommy's mom!" she looked over at Tommy's phone propped up against the window and saw her lips curve into a small smile.

"Oh, hello, Y/N! Always nice to see you. Tell me, how long has this boy been up, and why does his room smell like a perfume shop?"  she asked me.

Tommy looked back at me. "No, Y/N, don't tell her anything."

I ignored him and told her everything.

"He's been up for about four and a half hours ma'am, and he sprayed the can empty because of a demon he thought that had infested his room." I said as if I were giving a status report to a company's boss or something. His mother looked back at Tommy with an eyebrow raised. He gritted his teeth and looked back at me. He threw me that you're dead kinda look. I just giggled along.

"Tommy-" his mom started, until she was interrupted by Tommy.

"So! Uh- Y/N wants to move here." he said.

"WHAT?! It didn't say move to your house. I'm moving to the UK, and your house was an option. I hope you told her that." I said defensively.

"Wait, you're moving to the UK?" his mom said.

"Yeah, and we go to the same college and have a ton of classes together, it's crazy! She still needs to find a place to stay, and I offered our house, cause of our guest room, and cause of our classes, it's fine if you say no though-" Tommy explained.