Tommy Innit X Reader

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(Y/N)

I smiled, leaning back in my chair as Techno was still eating his steak. "God, you two eat like pigs. And yes, I see the irony." He glared at Tommy and I, albeit playfully. Tommy and I had gulped down our food really fast. Apparently our manners were driving Techno insane.

"Why do manners bother you so much anyway?" I raised a brow at him. Tommy reached over, grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers. He seems to like doing that. It's cute.

"I lived with Piglins my whole life. I know you may not think so but they aren't dirty. They're really quite cleanly."

I hummed, "That's interesting." I thought back to the few books I had on the Nether. "Do they have a language? I read that they grunt a lot and snort but I kind of suspected that different sounds mean different things?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess they have a language. It's really simple though. Just... Follow, food, attack, intruder. That sort of thing."

     "Huh. That's interesting."

     "(Y/N)." I glanced at Tommy who had stopped playing with my fingers. "You're so weird."

     "Yo, what the hell?!" I snatched my hand away playfully. "So rude! And... random!"

     "But you are so interested by such weird things," he waved a hand dismissively. "Like who cares about piglins and science and shit."

     "Um, me?"

     "Exactly. You're weird."

      "Yeah? Well... you're weird to!"

      He stared at me silently for a moment, thinking. "No, not really. Well... No, yeah. I'm normal, at least compared to you and Techno."

      Techno sighed, muttering under his breath before I could respond. "This is why you're single, Tommy."

      "Hey! I have so many girlfriends!"

      "Sure you do." Tommy was obviously going to shoot back some retort but Techno turned back to me, leaving Tommy bored once again. The blonde lazily reached over to me, grabbing one of my hands. Again. "Y'know, (Y/N). Tommy's not fully human either. Although he won't admit it."

     I raised a brow, confused, and glanced at Tommy. The boy was glaring at Techno. "Shut the fuck up, man. I'm normal."

      "I don't understand why you hide it so much. Most of your friends are hybrids. Tubbo, Phil, Fundy, Ranboo... me!"

      "I. Am. Normal."

      "You do get that most people are hybrids of some kind? Even Dream's part god or something. Bad is a demon, Skeppy is like... infused with diamonds or something. The only normal ones are bad. Like Quackity." He chuckled at the end, smiling to himself.

      "(Y/N) is normal and they're absolutely lovely."

      "You called them weird like- two minutes ago!"

      "Yeah! But they aren't a hybrid!"

      "You're very bad at debating."

       "You're bad at... being normal."

       "Tommy, I'm a border-line schizophrenic piglin hybrid from the Nether. What do you expect?"

       Tommy was silent for a moment. "Touché."

      Techno sighed, placing down his cutlery, standing up. "Tommy, c'mon. I just remembered I want to show you something."

       "Oh! Alright," Tommy got up, tugging me along by my hand. God, what a clingy boy. Not that that's bad.

      "Just you, Tommy."

     "What? But..."

      "Someone needs to watch the cabin. Plus, it's kind of personal."

       "Oh, fine." Tommy let go of my hand and glared at me, although it wasn't angry. "Don't read that book you found."

      "Okay, okay." I put my hands up. "I won't."

      "Good." He smiled at me, contemplated something for a moment. Then, he brought up a hand, patting the top of my head gently abd turning. "Bye, (Y/N). We'll be back soon."

      "Yeah." Techno nodded to me, grabbing a pickaxe and placing it on his hips, "We'll be back by nightfall."

      "Okay, have fun and be safe!"

      Well, I guess I'll just... play with Aster and Steve then.