Short Stories of the Dream SMP

Smack

Just Tommy and Tubbo smacking each other like normal people

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

The two British boys sat opposite each other in the middle of an open field. Tubbo wasn't entirely sure why this game they were now in the midst of had started, but it was entirely too much fun to have a reason to smack the other. A stupid reason, yes, but a reason nonetheless.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

Tommy and Tubbo were just sitting in a field, when all of a sudden Tommy had smacked him across the cheek. Not very forceful, it hadn't hurt, but it had gotten Tubbo's attention. So did Tommy just plainly saying the word 'smack' as he did it. At first, Tubbo had been confused, but then Tommy smacked him again, not very forcefully - making sure that it didn't hurt him. Once again, just saying the word 'smack.' So Tubbo did what any normal person would. He smacked back, repeating the word as Tommy had done.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

Tommy put his hand on Tubbo's face.

"Facepalm."

Tubbo stared at him.

"What?"

"Facepalm, I won."

Tubbo blinked. "Okay."

Just another day in the life of a Tubbo, TommyInnit's best friend.