Ranboo's POV:
We were filming things for Tommy's vlog, again. I didn't mind; I liked filming things, and everything we were doing was cool. We were getting a train down to Wilbur, for the day. Tommy was super excited, and more all over the place than usual. I guess it's kind of lucky that I like order and routine, because we almost balance each other out. He had organised to go and watch Lovejoy in one of their practice sessions, go to the beach with them and then back to Wilbur's to hang out. I was processing it in my head, whilst eating breakfast. Cereal.
I like cereal. But Tommy doesn't. Well he does, but the likes dry cereal. Like without milk, or any liquid. It's weird, but we're both weird, so I don't mind. I can only wear specific sunglasses. I guess that's just what happens when we both have sensory issues. I might be autistic and Tommy might have ADHD, but our traits overlap loads. But there is one thing we both like more than anything. Good music, played at very loud volumes. Hence why, that day, we were both very excited about watching Lovejoy rehearse. We couldn't think of anything better.
But the day didn't have a great start. We were getting a train, and whilst waiting for it, we both commented on how at different points, we had both had train obsessions. Tommy's was Thomas the Tank Engine; his obsession was more based around to show. But I had an obsession with trains. Not subways, or trams or anything. Like actual trains, which they aren't as many of in America. Luckily, I had access to the internet. We actually found out that there was this YouTube channel we had both watched during our obsessions, that went over the history of some really famous trains. I may have been more well-known for being friends with Tubbo, but Tommy and I had a lot more in common than most people realised. It wasn't their fault, both of us masked when doing stuff online, and neither of us actually had diagnoses. I was on a waiting list for one, because my parents wanted to do it properly, but I had left for England before it had gone through. Tommy hadn't even started going for a diagnosis. His mum worked in a similar thing, and she said that if Tommy want bothered and it wasn't negatively affecting his education, that they should leave it for another time. He already pretty much knew he had ADHD, and talking to Dream and Techno, had only made him feel better about the situation.
It was a little different for me. Autism had affected my education, but in a more positive way. It was more the social side of school that I struggled with. But because I mask, no one really understood it. They just thought I was shy or quiet. I was actually the one who had mentioned getting a diagnosis, to my parents. Tommy and I would talk about it, and we both agreed it was nice to have a neurodivergent friend the same age. But no one else on the smp or within our community, had a diagnosis for autism. I would be the first. So I didn't have Dream or Techno to talk to like Tommy did. But Techno and Phil both have more autistic traits than the average person, so I tend to talk to them about thing, which is nice.
Anyway, sorry I got sidetracked about trains and then about friends. We got caught in a mob of school kids. They were loud, and close and I didn't like it. But it wasn't something I couldn't handle. Stuff like this didn't affect Tommy, and it was only the large amount of people, that affected me. We even joked around with some of them, when we got on the train. They were making jokes, with Tommy, about me being American. And overall, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Being with Tommy made it far better than it would have been if I was by myself. I knew if I needed help, he would be the first to offer it. And it went both ways. Tommy and I were possibly better friends off stream than Tubbo and I were. But that's what happens when you have an inherent understanding of another person. Tubbo was super understanding and accepting, and was always really kind about everything. But when you don't live it, you don't ever fully understand it.
I got distracted again, sorry. My brain works very fast and I don't keep up very well. Tommy and I definitely connect on that. Most of the quotes that end up in Wilbur's quote book for Tommy, are just times when his brain completely takes over. He doesn't mind, he thinks they are funny, and he's just glad people are laughing with him and not at him for once. We've had a lot of people laughing at us in our respective lives, but we don't get it as much anymore.
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Mcyt -autistic- oneshots
FanfictionJust some oneshots of scenarios where I imagine mcyt's being autistic or helping an autistic individual. I don't know how this is going to go. Requests are welcome, however, I will not do them if I am uncomfortable, so please respect that. And yes...