DSMP ONESHOTS

TommyInnit's Mental Torture Tour

So basically, y'all remember that stream where Tommy put himself through torture so he could prepare for the prison break-in? Well, I had planned on writing a DSMP: The Novel, and I've started it, but I am nowhere near that far to connect the story. So right now, I've been writing bits and pieces of the streams and I'm really proud of this one. Also, some of the things aren't accurate because well, Minecraft isn't physically possible so I made things like regenerating and enchantments slightly different. Beeduo is canonically romantic so when I say their names, I mean the characters, NOT THE CREATORS.  Hope you enjoy!

Tommy heaved open the heavy doors of the Snowchester Mansion and winced at the bright light overhead, "Shit. A chandelier?! What is this?" He walked cautiously up the dark wooden steps to get a better view and shouted, "Tubbo! Tubbo?" He'd been waiting anxiously all day for this, and now was the moment of truth. Right on cue, Tubbo entered the mansion, along with his husband, Ranboo. Tommy made a sour face. Ranboo had stolen and married his best friend while he was stuck in prison with Dream. Long story short, he was not popular with Tommy. And as if seeing them together wasn't bad enough, Ranboo bent down as Tubbo held a hand near his face. Ranboo seemed to be blushing hard. "Oh my god!" Tommy whispered in disbelief, turning to disgust, "Oh my god! Ew! Fuck my eyes!" Tommy spun around and immediately shut his eyes to clear the image from his mind, "Gross! They're kissing! Ugh!" He slung off his bag and pulled a stack of TNT out, "No no no, can't have this..." He furiously placed them on the ground, lining them up to burn it down, "Fuckin' chandelier, fuck their stupid mansion, fuck-"

"...Snowchester is sus Snowchester is sus Snowchester is sus-" Tubbo stopped when he spotted Tommy on the landing, "Tommy?" He and Ranboo both ran up to see him.

"Whoa! What are you doing?!" Ranboo asked frantically, gesturing to the stacks of TNT behind Tommy.

Shit. Tommy quickly scooped up the TNT and hid it back in his bag, "Uhhhh... nothing!" He hastily replied, then turned to the enderman hybrid, "And what about you two? Were you making out over there?" He accused, glaring at Ranboo.

Ranboo's eyes widened, then he chuckled lightly, "Oh, no, no. God no." He adjusted his crown.

Tubbo gave Ranboo a playful smirk, "In fact, I was taunting him." Ranboo shook his head and sighed in exhaustion.

"Really?" Tommy gave a skeptical look to Tubbo, "Cuz from my angle-"

"Oh, yeah, yeah," Ranboo cut in nodding his head, "Yeah, no. But it can seem that way a lot."

Tubbo swatted his partner lightly, then turned back to Tommy, "Anyway, what's up, Tommy?"

"Right." Tommy took a breath to calm himself, "Could I chat with you privately? I need a favor."

Ranboo looked back and forth between them, "Uh, I guess that's my cue. Call me if you need anything." Ranboo shrugged and raised his hand in goodbye, "See ya later, Tub."

Tubbo saluted him off, "You too, Bossman."

Ugh. Pet names. Tommy was gonna be sick, "Anyways," Tommy turned Tubbo's attention back to him and pulled him over to the balcony upstairs, "You know- what was it- a couple of months back or so-" Tommy took a deep breath to prevent overwhelming himself, "A few months ago, we locked Dream in the prison, right?"

"Yeah..."

"And you remember all the..." he faltered, "You remember I gave you his armor? All the Nightmare shit?" Tubbo nodded in solemn recognition, "Well, I'm gonna need it back. I'll return it, but I need all the gear I can get."

Tubbo's eyes widened, "Tommy..." he placed a hand on top of his, "Are you sure? I mean, even I don't wear it, it's sorta cursed y'know?"

"Cursed?" Tommy raised a brow, "How so?"