Telescope | SBI + Tubbo

chapter six: butterscotch krimpets

Quackity woke up with an energetic burst. He felt so motivated to go for a bike ride. Or a walk. A run. Maybe clean his house, have some fun with Tommy. 

He decided not to wake Tommy for now. He biked a lot yesterday, his legs must hurt.

He got dressed into a pair of shorts and a regular white shirt. He grabbed a portable JBL speaker from his nightstand and walked into his kitchen. He grabbed out his phone and put on some music, but not too loud as Tommy was sleeping. He nodded his head up and down to the music, grabbing a pancake out of the freezer and heated it up in the microwave. A new song started playing right as the timer beeped. 

Now Playing- Mr. Blue Sky

by the Electric Light Orchestra 

It's a really upbeat song, so Quackity started dancing around the kitchen to the song.

He took the pancake out of the microwave and drenched it in syrup. He added a lot of butter too.

He set the pancake down on the table and decided to wake Tommy up.

He walked down the hall and stopped in front of his door, and knocked softly. "Tommy?"

He creaked the door open a little bit. "You up?"

He opened the door fully now, looking at the bed expecting to see Tommy.

All Quackity saw was an empty bed and a note.

His smile dropped.

with tubbo and tommy

Tommy fell asleep on the couch with Tubbo the night prior. He was watching movies and eating popcorn with him. Popcorn spilled all over the couch and got into the cushions. They were in the process of cleaning it up. 

"This is such a fuckin' pain, man!" Tommy exclaimed in anger, "The crumbs are everywhere!"

"Maybe you should've put the popcorn on the table, dumbass. We wouldn't be cleaning this up right now if you did." Tubbo growled, rolling his eyes.

"It's not my fault I like popcorn!"

Tubbo groaned. "Just hurry up and get the stupid popcorn out of the god damn couch."

Phil and Techno were out shopping at the grocery store. Tommy and Tubbo were running low on snacks, so they begged them to go shopping. I mean, who doesn't like snacks?

It was around 5 minutes of comfortable silence before Tubbo broke it.

He sighed. "Tommy, are you still mad at me?"

Tommy took a minute to answer.

"No. You're still my best friend. Everyone slips up at some point."

Tubbo smiled. "Thank you. I really didn't mean it. I'm still really upset about what I did. I feel so bad about it. Really, I'm-"

"Tubbo, it's okay. You can stop apologizing."

"I love you, Tommy. You'll always be my best friend."

Tommy rolls his eyes but smiles. "Yeah, whatever... love you too."

Tubbo looked down and picked up the last few crumbs of popcorn. "It's done now."

He looked over. 

"Tommy- wait- where'd you go?" 

Tubbo ran through the house.

"It's all gone Tommy, I picked up the popcorn." 

He frantically gasped and ran out of the front door. "TOMMY?"