Oneshots

Devil and Angel (P/S)

The ship here is George and Wilbur, and Tommy is one of the main characters. Also, I live in the US so if there are things that don't pertain to the UK, that's why. I have no knowledge of the UK.

Tommy looked at the figure of Techno on his shoulder. Lately, his dad has been more aggressive towards him, and his mom just got drunk and ignored him. It was getting worse and he was having a debate with himself.

He could just power through it and wait till he turned eighteen in a year, or he could tell someone like Wilbur or George. He just really wished that his mom would stop drinking and help him out. He was bruised and had stopped streaming as much because of his dad.

He starred at the discord icons on his screen. He so wanted to get help.
"No. They'll think you're weak for asking for help." Techno whispered to him.
"No, they won't. They're your family. They love you, they would be glad to help you." Wilbur consoled.

Tommy huffed. He didn't have time for this. He needed to stream. He'd promised Wilbur a relaxed stream with him. He opened Wilbur's stream so he could look at chat. He muted it and found Wilbur's vc.

He unmuted as soon as he got there.
"Hey, Wil." Wilbur smiled.
"Hey, Toms." Tommy smiled subconsciously before Techno and Wil appeared on his shoulders.
"Tommy please tell him. It'll make things better!" Techno scoffed.
"No, it won't. He'll think you're a wimp."

Tommy whimpered involuntarily.
"Toms? Was that you?" His eyes widened.
"LIE. LIE. LIE."
"Tell him! It'll help you!" He shook his head.
"Uh no, it was Betty. Sorry." Wil's brow furrowed.
"You have nothing to be sorry for Toms."

They moved on and things went normal for a while until George and Sapnap joined the call.

George's POV

Sap and I saw Wilbur and Tommy in a vc and we decided to have some fun. We went in at the same time. I stayed silent and Sap started yelling. I couldn't make out a single word but it seemed to make Wilbur laugh.

I stayed silent and watched as Tommy muted. My brows furrowed. I thought he'd yell along. Maybe something's wrong. I sighed and dragged him to an open vc. I moved myself to the vc and waited for a little.

After a few minutes, I decided to speak.
"Tommy, honey, are you alright?" He unmuted and took a shuddering breath but didn't say anything. I frowned.
"Tommy, hun, I'm not gonna judge you, I'm here to help," I assured the boy.

I heard him muttering under his breath. I couldn't hear it all but the few words I made out were 'trust' 'please' 'help' 'scared' 'no' 'can't'. My frown deepened.
"Tommy, are you ok hun? Do I need to come get you?" Tommy took another shuddering breath.
"Please."

I took a deep breath.
"Ok, Tommy I'm gonna switch to my phone, please stay on call." The boy hummed in agreement. I switched and ran to my car.
"Tommy, can I ask what's going on please?" Tommy breathed.
"Um, my dad has started to hurt me lately. Usually, he just yells but recently he got physical. And my mom just goes off and gets drunk."