RaccoonInnit is Pog at Villainy

Memory Boy

 (Tubbo looks like a cinnamon roll but will actually kill you. This kid is a fucking chaos gremlin and no one can tell me otherwise).

"Tubbo! Where's my jacket?" Tommy hollered across their small apartment. He was currently surrounded by the entirety of his closet, which wasn't much, but it was still a mess he would have to clean up later.

"Which one?" Tubbo asked between clicks of his mouse and keyboard.

"The only one I own!? What one do you think?!"

Tommy could hear some murmurs of conversation between Tubbo and Ranboo for a minute before some steps came from the hallway.

"You're going to have to clean all this up you know?" Tubbo said, leaning against the door frame with Tommy's jacket in hand.

Tommy stood and grabbed it victoriously, putting it on and straightening it out, "where'd you find it?"

"Ranboo was kind enough to wash it for you. Got some of your bloodstains out of it as well." Tubbo teased.

"Oh shut it," Tommy chuckled, then yelled into the hall, "I guess you're okay Ranboo, tell me when you steal my shit next time though!"

Tubbo smacked him on the arm before heading back to the living room, Tommy in tow.

When Tubbo sat down in his computer chair again, he immediately started tapping away on his keyboard once more. Tommy's nerves were starting to set in.

"Are you sure about this plan big man?" Tommy asked, genuine concern laced into his tone.

Tubbo caught on immediately, spinning his chair to face Tommy, an excited smile on his face.

"It's going to work flawlessly, I swear to you."

Tommy wasn't very convinced. "Tubbo... I just... maybe messing with memories and shit is going a little too far?"

Tubbo laughed, "Tommy. For the last time, Ranboo isn't going to take my memories, he's just going to alter them slightly. Just enough so that I don't know you're a villain anymore. You're going to have a secret double life that I know nothing about, but it's only for a little while. I can get all my original memories back quite easily, right Ranboo?"

"That's correct! They should flow back slowly once you hear the phrase, 'Sorry big man, I did my best to hide it from you.' At least, that's what you wanted the phrase to be, right?"

Tubbo nodded excitedly, already buzzing with adrenaline. He loved pulling off huge plans like this. Chaos gremlin indeed.

"But why is this memory altering necessary in the first place? And how do we know you'll get them back?" Tommy asked, raking a hand through his hair.

Tubbo grabbed Tommy's hands, giving them a reassuring squeeze, "because they're heroes. They have all sorts of secret abilities and technology access. I'm sure they have some sort of memory scanning thing or person. We have to be completely undiscovered." Tubbo smiled, "you just have to get them annoyed."

Tommy laughed weakly, "I'm good at annoying people."

Tubbo let go and faced Ranboo, "I'm ready. Everything incriminating on my computer has been completely protected by now. I shouldn't be able to stumble across it at all until I get my memories back. Ranboo, you should be able to know my plan in full detail by scanning through my memories of it. But, make sure you don't take many things in my brain, just the incriminating things. And probably most facts about yourself." Tubbo sighed, "probably change that memory of you saving us from that mugging to you grabbing me and running away or something. Whatever you want really, just make it believable."

Ranboo nodded and closed his eyes, placing his hands on Tubbo's temples.

Tommy watched awkwardly as nothing happened for a moment.

Then tiny purple particles appeared around Ranboo's head. Slowly, they twisted and turned, combining together like a small storm as they wrapped around Ranboo's arms and made their way to his fingertips.

The second they touched Tubbo, new particles appeared, this time around Tubbo's head and glowing a dark green. These ones also snaked their way around Ranboo's arms, but this time, heading to Ranboo's head.

They stood like that for a long time, the purple and green particles swirling, forming a two color coil around Ranboo's arms. Tommy watched carefully as some of the green particles traded places with the purple ones, and some greens being pushed out of their line and into a small ball in the center of both Tubbo and Ranboo.

This went on for quite a while, and surprisingly, Tommy was quiet the entire time. Mostly because he didn't want anything to go wrong with this process. It seemed a bit tricky.

The lines started to slow, and a long line of mixed greens and purples made their way back to Tubbo's head, the rest went to Ranboo. The only thing that remained was a small ball of dark green particles pushed together. Then slowly, those made their way in a line to the back of Tubbo's head.

It was definitely the weirdest thing Tommy had ever experienced.

Everything went still, and Tubbo fell forward. Ranboo barely shaking himself out of his daze to catch him.

Tommy jerked forward, ready to steady them if they fell any further, but Ranboo seemed alright.

"He's fine," Ranboo spoke up immediately, "but he needs to sleep for a while so that the memories have time to concrete themselves in his head. By tomorrow, he should see you as... Tommy. You can no longer enter the house as RacoonInnit, no matter what. You can't let Tubbo know anything about your villainy together or else the memories will glitch and he'll remember things too early. We can't let that happen."

Tommy nodded, unsure of what to say.

"I'm going to go take a nap as well, Tommy, go annoy some heroes for me will you?" Ranboo smiled, lifting Tubbo into his arms easily and taking him to Tubbo's bed to lie down.

Tommy grinned, "You got it Ranboob."

"Don't call me that!"

He heard Ranboo shout at him, but he was already booking it out the door and to the outdoors.

Tommy zipped up his jacket, pulling up his mask and hood before taking a giant leap for the top of a building.

"If I was a hero, where would I patrol?" Tommy whispered to himself, taking a glance around the area he was in, there wasn't much to see, he wasn't even that high up, plus he was still quite a bit outside the main city area.

It was odd to be running about without Tubbo nagging in his ear about his stupid stunts and desicions. But they couldn't risk getting tracked like that. If the heroes gained access to Tubbo's computer... who knows what they would find.

Tommy knows that Tubbo hid all the planning behind mass amounts of encrypting that Tommy couldn't even pretend to understand. Plus he kinda dozed off as Tubbo tried to explain it to his anyway.

"What if I get caught, Tubbo?" Tommy asked, still in shock after hearing Tubbo's so-called master plan.

Tubbo laughed, "you won't get caught Tommy, I can feel it."

Tommy rolled his eyes at the memory, but made his way towards the city.

It was time for Tommy to cause chaos and be a nuisance. His two favorite things.