Chapter 2 - Another Day, Another Pain

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[there are a few chapters where tubbo and tommy are basically enemies. come cry with me clingytwt]

"Ugh." The blond rolled his eyes as he saw the duo in front of him. "What do you want, Tubbo?"

The brunette in front of him giggled. "Nothing much. How are you doing? 'The Innit'? Are you still sad about our little, sad, friendship? What are you gonna do? Cry about it? You stupid fuckin' bitch."

"Oh, do you ever shut up? Bloody bugger." Tommy scoffed.

Tubbo reeled back in shock.

"Alright, alright. What's going on here, kids?" A low monotone voice made its appearance over the drama. A new teacher.

"S-sir! Tommy was bullying me! He called me mean names!"

Tommy glared at Tubbo in shock.

"Oh yeah? That wasn't what I heard. You. Go to detention after school." He pointed at Tubbo.

Tubbo scoffed, crossing his arms. "Yeah, whatever. Sleep with one eye open tonight Innit." He then walked away.

The teacher pulled out his phone, and started violently typing. Tommy's phone started buzzing. He stared at his phone messages and looked at the teacher in shock.

Alright, Tommy. Who was that?

I- Techno?? Why are you here?

Dad told me to work here to keep a check on you and Will. Duh. Extra cash too y'know?

Ok. So what's your name in school?

Mr Blade.

Are you fuckin' stupid? Why would you make your public name your codename?? I'm calling you Mr B.

Mr B??

Yes. End of story.

Tommy looked up from his phone and stared at his brother. "Oh, sir. Are you new here? I haven't seen you before. What subjects do you teach?"

Techno replied in a bored voice, "I'm teaching English and History. Could you show me to 4-05?"

"Yes, sure, of course!" Tommy glared at him. "Come this way, Sir!"

If they weren't in a school, Tommy would have punted his brother right there and then.

They walked to the class, the group going in. All eyes turned to them. Tommy shrunk under the attention. Techno walked up to the board, and started writing his name on the board.

"Hello, I'm Mr Blade, Mr B, if you will. I'm you english and history teacher for this year."

"Uh, Mr Blade, what happened to Mr Sam?" Grayson questioned.

"He, uh, quit the job. He has something up with his family." Techno shrugged.

Tommy raised an eyebrow.

"Ok! Let's start the class." Techno sighed, internally giving up.

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The break bell soon rang. The whole class filed out of the classroom. Grayson, Jack, and Alex stared at Tommy, waiting for him to come out for recess.

"Ay! Toms! You comin'?" The familiar voice of Alex asked him.

"Uh, no, sorry Big Q. I gotta ask Mr B something."

"Eh. Ok. See you later man!"

As the small group left, the classroom was then empty. Tommy strolled over to Techno.

"Heyyy, Tech! Have you seen what Dad ordered us?"

"The custom made weapons? Yeah. They seem cool."

"Custom made weapons! CUSTOM MADE! THEY EVEN HAVE OUR INSIGNIA!"

Techno clamped his hand over Tommy's mouth. "We're still in your school. Not that loud."

"But looks at em'."

"Ha

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"Ha. Will's one looks so plain."

Footsteps were heard outside. "I'm sorry. WHO'S ONE LOOKS SO PLAIN?? TOMMY YOU CHILD YOU DESIRE DEATH DONT YOU?!" Wilbur called.

"Oh god, oh fuck." Tommy ran out the door, a fuming Wilbur staring at him leave. He breathed in, slowly. "Hey, Tech. Dad said he's adding those on our weapons right?"

"Yeah, from what I heard."

"Ok, cool. I'm going to go eat with my friends now." Wilbur turned, doing a slight wave to his brother.

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"Oh look who finally left class."

Tommy inwardly sighed. "Hello to you too, Tubbo."

"Oh piss off, I won't forgive you for what you did."

"What did I do exactly?"

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!"

"I- i don't??"

"You fuckin' liar." Tubbo hissed.

"Ok, mhm, get it over with. I have shit to do."

A slap rang through the halls. Tubbo with his arm above Tommy's face and Tommy
looking stunned. He stared at Tubbo for a moment. 'Oh right I need to act like it hurt.' He thought. Tommy looked at Tubbo in feigned shock, causing crocodile tears to brim in his eyes. Tubbo looked proud of himself, before he received a text, flipped Tommy off, and walked away.

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