Tommy is extremely bored.
So bored.
Very bored.
Like a 'I'm going to jump out of this window that is in front of me and go commit a crime' type of bored.
Abandoning punishment was a crime right?
He was pretty sure that was a crime.
Oh well, defining authority was good enough for him.
He grabbed his bag, taking out his cloak, mask and goggles. He eyes the mechanical raccoon tail in the corner of the room.
Does one really need a tail to grab a cold one for the boys? Illegally of course. What? Do you really take me as someone who pays for things?
Tommy continued eyeing the tail, mulling over the pros and cons in his head. He eventually decided that if he was going to Pogtopia he would definitely need it if he wanted to keep his secret identity consistent.
After getting dressed the vigilante grabbed a small wooden doll in the shape of a cow on the shelf.
"Henry, my beloved, would you accompany me on this harrowing journey?"
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"So loyal, the most loyal cow I ever met, we truly don't deserve a being such as you" he placed the cow in the inner pocket of his cloak.
Anyways back to jumping out a window.
CRASH
Ow
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The potion corner of Pogtopia is very interesting Tommy thinks.
Not only is it eye candy, with the mystical decorations and small farms but it also has a very interesting aura to it. The Brewers say it's a consequence for making so many potions at a time in such a small space.
"It's not a bad thing necessarily" a local Brewer says.
"Then what does it do? If it does anything" asked Tubbo.
"Well, that's a secret for us potion makers"
"That's stupid" interrupted Tommy "Most everyone here buys potions from you guys, they deserve to know if this is affecting them"
"Plus I'm learning some magic from Bad! That's gotta count for something!" said Tubbo.
"You're using it for your technology, that's a disgrace to magic"
Tommy went into a defensive stance "Oh you whiny little bitch baby-"
Tubbo grabbed his arm "Theseus..."
The vigilante tried to calm down "Come on big man, just tell us"
"No, do some research on your own if you're so interested about it, or go ask that Bad person you were talking about"
Tommy turned and began walking away, dragging Tubbo along with him "FINE! We'll find someone else then!"
He scoffed at the memory of that particular pretentious Brewer and made a mental note to never buy from their stall.
Only steal.
And then not even use the potions, they're probably bad anyways.
So Tommy kept walking, remembering that Tubbo and Ranboo always mentioned that the place smelled weird, not a bad weird just weird. He always figured that it was the stronger sense of smell the two had.
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Midnight Stars Hidden by Clouds
FanfictionSometimes heros are shit at their job don't you think? Well at least Tommy thinks so. That's why he's a vigalante! So what if it's illegal! Laws are merely suggestions! So what if two of the top three heros are after him! What's that saying again? A...