Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

America: The big stream pt.2

Tommy's POV:

Talking about school had made all the links in my brain connect, and suddenly I was really missing home. I felt bad for hitting Ranboo, and now I felt bad for running off. There was just this really interesting thing and my brain thought it might look even more interesting if I was running and looking at it. Sometimes I hate how my brain works, other times I like it. So far, whilst in America, I was hating it. I mean I was loving America, because I got to spend my time with my friends, doing cool things, but it really hadn't gone well for me. Meltdowns, sensory overloads, concussion, shouting, crying and now: hitting Ranboo and running off.

"Phil?"

"Yes Tommy?"

"I think I'm going to call my parents later."

"That'll be good mate. I'm sure they'll be excited to talk to you."

"Yea."

"You missing them?"

"I wasn't, but after all of that, now I am. I just want to have a good day."

"Well, why don't we look a like this. It's been a good morning with a bad bit, but hopefully it can become a great day!"

"I marvel at your enthusiasm for life Phil. One day someone will take advantage of that and that someone will be me."

"Oh how lovely, Mr Innit has made an appearance! Just joking mate."

"But yes, hopefully the stream and the restaurant will be good."

"And if it isn't good..."

Before he could even finish his point I cut in, "Wilbur has already said I should find him or text him, Phil. Just because I miss my parents doesn't mean I want to be parented."

"Funny you say that because you asked to walk with me. That was for a reason wasn't it."

"Yes it was so I could talk to you and so that Techno and Wilbur didn't have to deal with me."

"Hey, none of us 'deal with you'. We all help you because you are our friend and we want to help."

"And because my parents aren't here and they have told all you that if anything was to happen to me , they'd hold you accountable."

"You're too clever for me. What point am I supposed to make now?"

"Just say mate a lot and tell me the day is going to go well."

"No, because now it's going to look like I took social advice from an autistic teenager."

"Got a problem with autistic teenagers Phil?"

"No but I have a problem with you." He sounded very serious saying it. I panicked slightly.

"Oh, sorry Phil."

"Sarcasm Tommy. Don't worry, I don't actually have a problem with you and I'm not angry with you mate."

"Ok good."

By that time we had come to the end of 1 of our 2 laps. We stood there, waiting for the others to catch up. Then we did the last lap together. Wilbur told us about stuff Lovejoy were planning to do when we got back to England and I felt a lot calmer. I mean I was still really excited about the stream and a little nervous about the restaurant (I managed to finally work out how I was actually feeling), but all the energy that had been stored in me had sort of gone at that point.

After our second lap we got back to the car and Phil got some water bottles out the boot. We were just about to get in the car, Tubbo had already made his way into the very back of it. I quickly turned to Ranboo, "Ranboo? I'm really sorry. I know I've already said it, but I am really sorry."