"Aaaand that would be 2 dollars." The ice cream man said as he handed the ice cream."Tubbo, you gonna pay?" Tommy asked as he received the ice cream.
"Wait I thought you were gonna pay..?" Tubbo confusingly asked.
"I payed last time, its your turn."
"I.. I forgot my wallet." Tubbo joked.
"Oh my god Tubbo your such an idiot. I'm paying just for today." Tommy said as he pulled out his wallet from his pocket, handing 4 dollars to the ice cream man.
"Thank you!" The ice cream man thanked.
Tommy and Tubbo walked away from the ice cream shop.
"By the way, I was joking when I said I forgot my wallet." Tubbo said as he start eating the ice cream.
"WH-WHAT?!" Tommy shouted.
Tubbo laughed.
Tom Simons, and Toby Smith, also known as Tommy and Tubbo, have been best friends ever since they were kids. They met at the soccer field in their school. Both of them was in different sections so they didn't really know each other. Tommy was playing soccer with Tubbo being his enemy, which explains their relationship in the present.
Tommy had the ball, he ran away from the people trying to get it from him and got close to the goal. He tried his best to kick it far enough to reach the goal and he succeeded. The game ended with Tommy's team winning 5 points and the other, 3 points.
"GOOD GAME EVERYONE!" One of Tommy's teammates shouted.
"SUCK IT LOSERS!" Tommy yelled.
"TOMMY, DON'T BE TOXIC." Wilbur, his brother and also the coach shouted back.
Tommy flipped Wilbur off by raising his middle finger at him, who is a few steps away. He went to the bench to go and grab some water.
"God, that was tiring." he said as he grabbed the water from his bag.
Someone poked his shoulder. It was Tubbo.
"That was a good game, Congrats!" Tubbo congratulated.
Tommy stopped drinking. "Huh- Oh- wait aren't you that goalkeeper from the other team?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah. I'm Toby Smith! Please call me Tubbo." He says proudly.
"Tom, Tom Simons, please call me Tommy instead. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you Tommy! That was a good play you did there, to be honest, I'm really bad at soccer, there was no chance for us to win when you we're there.. You did really great!" Tubbo complimented.
"Nah, you're just bad at it." He joked.
"Was I actually?" Tubbo laughed.
"Of course." Tommy giggled.
Tubbo sat down the bench. "Well then if I'm bad at it, can you teach me?"
"Of course, I'm the greatest player there is. Do you wanna play now?" Tommy invited as he put the water bottle back in his bag.
"I don't want to play here, there are people currently playing on the field." Tubbo said as he stared at the people who were playing on the field.
"What about we practice at my house? Its near the field."
"Yeah sure! My house is pretty near the field, so I guess it's fine." Tubbo excitedly said.
"Oh alright. Come with me."
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Glued
Fanfiction(Tommy and Tubbo fanfic, NOT A SHIP.) Story is inspired by the song Glued by Melanie Martinez (Art by semrielle on twt and ig)