Tommyinnit oneshots (DISCONTINUED)

Ghostly paws

(SEQUEL TO "SALTED PAWS", ghost hunting pog, ghostinnit duh, Wilburs just sad tbh, tiny pinch of angst
The next chapter will be a request so it'll take a while)

"Alright.." Wilbur hummed in satisfaction, the stream sending out alerts to his fans.
Phil smiled, watching the younger fumble with the camera and other devices with a glint of happiness that Wilbur hadn't had in months.

The brunette had finally started streaming again and promised a ghost  hunting stream in his 'paranormal home' which might aswell just be a house tour with a spirit box blasting in the background

"Should we start?" Phil asked, being handed the camera, the brunette nodded.
When the blue-eyed tilted the camera up he was met with a scare, off in the pitch black hallway there were two tiny reflective eyes. The eyes got closer and so did the sound of a ringing bell, it was Milk!

"Of course you want Milk content, maybe I should change the stream," the only brunette joked, looking at chat that was spammed with 'cat' and 'Milk" but was immediately filled with 'no'
"But, you've been waiting so I guess we start"

Without warning Wilbur turned on the spirit box and began walking around, thermal camera in the other hand.
The only blonde streamed the footage from behind him, occasional pointing the camera down to see Milk following his owners footsteps.

"And the guest bedroom is apparently the most bizarre, one of the old renters supposedly died here," Wilbur explained, panning around the thermal camera
"So if anybody is in this room with me please speak up,"

"Hey, I'm still her-" Phil was about to say but was cut off by a jumbled reply from the spirit box.
The taller laughed awkwardly, asking for a better response.

"Jesus, why." A rather annoyed person grumbled, it barely audible. Wilbur and Phil didn't seem to notice, but chat did

***

They had already ended stream when the only brunette spoke up

"Well, today was a fucking bust.." Wilbur sighed, about to turn off the box when there was  sudden reply

"Maybe you just suck" the voice was clear, Phil and Wilbur staring at it. Just then Milk perked up from where he was laying on the counter.
The young cat stood up and walked over to the device, prodding at it with his paw.

"Milk, no-" Phil picked up the cat, it meowing in protest. At that same moment a voice yelled

"Hey!"
Milk squirmed and the others realized something, this voice was familiar, sickeningly familiar.
The feline wriggled out of the blondes grip, sitting by the spirit box
"You can hear me, right?" It was just like Tommy.

"Y-yeah.."

"Good.." the cat flicked his ear, then nudged said ear with his paw
"So I'm guessing you know who I am by now?"
The other two nodded, looking in awe at the cat

"You promise we're not hallucinating right now, because my brain is breaking a little"

"How did I not think about this at all?"  Wilbur questioned
"The whole reason I even kept you around was because you reminded me of, well, you!"

"I don't know, you'd sound pretty fucking insane to most people if you began saying your pet cat Milk was your best friend's soul," Tommy laughed, then paused.
"You, uh, aren't gonna tell anyone, right? I might want Tubbo or Ranboo to know, but that's it."

Phil was quiet, looking over at the brunette as it was his spirit box they were using.
Wilbur nodded, questions swarming through his mind. It isn't everyday that you figure out the cat you've been (very) embarrassingly babying for half a year is a person.

"This is gonna change so much, why did you reveal yourself?"

"Can you stop asking me things, I don't know damnit!" The blonde feline sulked, laying his head on Phils hand that was resting on the counter
"I miss being human, I at least want to talk to you guys again.."

Just as Wilbur went to respond again the static from the spirit box suddenly stopped, the battery had died.

"I'll try to talk to you as often as I can, Milk" the brown eyed smiled, watching Tommy roll his bright blue eyes at his new nickname.

This knowledge was going to take a while to get used to, but they were willing to make their best friend feel like a person again.