Bag of Groceries - Bench trio AU

Actual Story [WIP]

So, the ghost of a British teenager is currently T-posing behind a tree and scaring the shit out of one of his friends. How did we get here? Well... Long story. Why is he standing there? Who knows. What happened to him? He just died. We don't know why. Who is he?
His name is TommyInnit, and he's here to start shit.

Ranboo is currently freaking out. He calls his friend, Tubbo, over who just thinks it's a plastic bag or something.
It is - not that.
Now, you see, as a ghost, TommyInnit can just disappear. As ghosts often due as soon as you touch a camera.
And so he does, sneaking up to the door. He then begins bang on the door and screams "Hello?" a few times.
"Well, chat. Time to end the stream and do a haunted house vlog." Ranboo says, ending the Livestream he was doing. He grabs his phone, camera out, and starts recording.
"Are we really doing this Ranboo?" Tubbo asks.
"I mean, I guess!"
Tubbo opens the door to - nothing. Tommy walks through the closed door.
"Y'know, most people find me annoying at first."
Tubbo and Ranboo freeze.
"AH GREAT. NOW WE'RE REALLY HAUNTED. THANKS TUBBO."
Tubbo runs to grab something. He pulls out a heavy duty Nerf gun.
"Tubbo, please-"
"SHOW YOURSELF YOU BASTARD"
Tommy breaks his composure and starts laughing. He falls to the floor, becoming visible again.
Tubbo and Ranboo look at him.
"NOPE! NOT TODAY! YOU GET TO FILM NOW TUBBO!" Ranboo says, walking away. He threw his phone to Tubbo, who luckily caught it. Tubbo, of course, starts shooting Tommy with the Nerf gun.
"PLEASE STOP" Tommy yells, still laughing.

Now, back to what Ranboo's doing. He's taking a nice drink of water and re-evaluating his life choices.

Tubbo puts down the Nerf gun.
"I'm calling Wilbur."
"That is a horrible idea."
Tubbo looked through his contacts and called Wilbur.
"What the fuck do you want this late at night?"
"You need to come here tomorrow. It's like, really important."
"What the hell is it?"
"It'll be easier to explain when you're here. So yeah. You need to be here tomorrow or we're coming to you."
"Ok I guess."
The call ended, and Ranboo walked back out.
"YEP, HE IS STILL THERE." he said, walking away.

-Jump cut to the next day lol-

"Alright, I'm here. What the hell is going on?" Wilbur asks.
Tommy is laying on the ceiling, and says "Hey Will."
"Hey Tomm- wait, what the fuck?" Wilbur says, looking up.
"Yeah that. Uhh, Tommy, please get down." Tubbo says.
Tommy groans, then pushes off the ceiling, landing on the couch.
Wilbur stands there for a minute.
"I'm a spooky ghost, bitch." Tommy says, flipping Wilbur off.
"We- we need to tell everyone else." Wilbur says, sounding exhausted.
"Yeah, I just sent the discord message." Ranboo says, walking in with a bottle of Sprite.
Tubbo checks his phone.

Ranboo _______________
Tommy fucking died and the first thing he did was walk into Tubbo's house and yell.

Philza _______________
yeah he's like that

Ranboo _______________
Phil I'm not joking he was on the ceiling singing Sweet Coraline at 3 AM I didn't get any sleep

Dream _______________
imagine if he did die though lol

Ranboo _______________
He did I'm not joking

Fundy _______________
He what

Tubbo _______________
we need to get in a call hurry up
it's important
it needs to be a video call

Tubbo sent the message. He was worried no one would believe him that it was important, but he went to the VC channel and joined. He turned on the video and gave the phone to Tommy, then went to grab some cereal.
"Alright, what's going on here, I was told this was important." Phil said, joining the call.
"Hi Phil! So basically, I died."
"Excuse me?"
"Watch this." Tommy gave the phone to Wilbur, and floated up to the ceiling.
"Hey what's going- what" Fundy said, joining the call.
"Grab his ankles, Will" Phil says.
Wilbur hands the phone to Ranboo. He tries to jump up and grab Tommy, but his hands go right through him.
"Well mate, you're on your own then." Phil says, leaving the call.

It's later in the day. The group decided to not post anything about Tommy publicly because they like, don't want to explain what happened to the almost entirety of Twitter. Tubbo decides to start asking Tommy about what happened.
"So. How did you even die?"
"Fuck if I know. I just woke up like this."
"Did anything specific happen before?"
Tommy took a moment to think.
"All I know is that when I went to sleep, there was a storm. Then I woke up on the ceiling."
"What about your parents?"
"They're both on a trip."
Tubbo thought for a moment.
"Maybe we should go check it out?" Ranboo says.
"Nah. I'm sure it's fine." Tommy says.
"It's- kinda obviously not?"
"How so?"
Ranboo gestures to him, the dead child floating in Tubbo's living room.
"I'm not a good example."
"Are you at least going to call your parents?"
"Well, there is a slight problem with that."
"What?"
"My phone's at home."

They call Wilbur and bribe him to drive them to Tommy's house. Tommy goes through the door, and comes back out with his phone. Wilbur drives them all back.

So, now it is time for Tommy to call his parents. He doesn't want to.
He does anyway.
His parents do not believe him.
Tommy hands his phone to Tubbo to take a picture of him on the ceiling.
"Why are you taped to the ceiling?"
"I'm not."
They still don't believe him.

Tubbo asks him what he's going to do when his parents get home.
"I don't know, probably the same thing I would do anyway?"
"Uhh okay. Hmm. Anyway, what can you, like, do?"
"You've seen everything I think."
Tubbo thinks for a minute.
"Do you bleed?"
"Tubbo, what the hell?" Ranboo says, walking in.
"I wanna know."
"Y'know what, me too. I have no idea."
"Tubbo, no."
"I have some illegal Nerf darts."
"Let's try it!"
Ranboo shakes his head and walks back to where he was.
Tubbo loads up a Nerf gun, and after a couple failed tries, finally hits Tommy's arm.
"I felt something? But not pain."
"What if we put one in your eye and send it to Ranboo while he's streaming?"
"Yes."
They do. Ranboo comes to them a few minutes later.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO."
"Well I'm dead, and he's Tubbo."
Ranboo goes back, looking defeated.

It's the next day. Ranboo suggests that they go to a seance with Tommy to make the worker question their life choices. They all agree and pay a stupid amount of money to do a group seance with a couple random people.
Luckily for them, they are the first to get asked who they want to contact.
"That guy." Tubbo says, pointing behind him.
Tommy appears, floating right behind Tubbo.
"Yo."
The worker looses their shit and runs from the room. The other people follow. The three are laughing.

Now, it's been a while. Tommy's parents are on their way home. Tubbo and Ranboo are both slightly panicking because, y'know, Tommy's been in their house for a month at this point and they can't exactly force him to leave. Tommy doesn't really care and plans to just say hi to his parents and then come back.
"You have to go home." Ranboo tries to tell him.
"Nah."

You'd think you couldn't force a ghost to sit in a car. But Wilbur, Tubbo, and Ranboo have their ways. Their ways are bribery.

Tommy was on the couch and playing on his phone when his parents came through the door, baggage in their hands.