Tommy doesn't sleep like at all

TOMMY YOU STUPID IDIOT SLEEP.

Tommy was wailing like a child, well- he was a child at the time. Wilbur didn't know what to do, so he picked up toddler Tommy and tried to cradle him next to his chest, only resulting in Tommy trying to rip locks of Wilburs hair out.

Wilbur,between gasps of pain, began to bring Tommy to his room. The wallpaper was a brilliant blue however, it was tainted by the many crayon drawings sprawled across the wall. Many drawings of Tommy doing hanious acts of terrorism were drawn crudely on crisp white paper, spread all across the floor.

Tommy kicked Wilbur in the stomach, wriggling free of his grasp. Wilbur fell to the ground, writhing in pain (as batman changed back into Bruce Wayne, but chuck saw through his clever disguise and he crushed batman's head in between his thighs then gandalf the grey and gandalf the white) Tommy bolted to the door, however on the other side the Angel Of Death was holding it tightly shut, Philza Minecraft.

Tommy screamed and wailed until all of a sudden something crashed through the window, spraying glass shards everywhere. Phil slipped through the door and Wilbur stood upright, waiting for the chaos to unfold.

It was Technoblade. Standing almost as high as Phil. Tommy was now screaming and crying at the top of his lungs.

Techno picked up Tommy by the collar. Tommy cried and screamed harder, Phil thought Tommy's lungs would explode. Techno, still holding Tommy in the air, took a deep breath in.

"TOMMY WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO FUCKING SLEEP YOU MORON IT'S LIKE ALMOST 3AM AND YOUR BEING AN ASSHAT TODLER SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF YOUR FUCKING LUNGS. GO TO SLEEP YOU ORPHAN."

Techno threw Tommy as hard as he could against the bed. Tommy stopped crying, turned over pulling his blanket up to his face. He smiled as he drifted into a long slumber.

Wilbur, Techno and Phil all looked at each other.

"Lmao" muttered Wilbur.