TommyInnIt Oneshots

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Even though Tommy's facecam is always on, nothing in his room is barely seen. Sure in his video with Jack while playing Minecraft with dance mats, parts of his setup were shown, but nothing was in full, clear detail.

Except once.

Tommy was up at passed three in the morning and to say the least, he wasn't able to sleep, although he was tired, and was bored. So changing into presentable clothing, Tommy began a stream.

As soon as it started, he did his intro to the twenty-four thousand people that immediately joined. He finished his intro and decided to look at chat for a second, so he saw the messages in chat from his online family know as the Sleepy Boys asking him why he was still awake. Especially considering the fact that he had college at about nine.

Wilbur Soot donated £1
what are you doing up gremlin child

"Huh? Oh. Uh couldn't sleep and I was bored. And like you have any room to talk, you massive dickhead. And I'm not a child." Tommy, like the child he is, stuck his tongue out at the camera.

Wilbur Soot donated £1
one: im an adult you insolent child
two: i dont have college in a few hours
three: you proved that you are a child by sticking your tongue out at me

Not having any comeback, all Tommy did was raise his middle finger before seeing Phil's name pop up as an invite to VC 2, to which he clicked the green accept button.

"Philza! How are you big man?!" Tommy couldn't help the excitement that seeped into his exhausted voice; the man was a father figure to him.

"I'm tired, Tommy. How the hell are you not? It's almost four in the fucking morning. And I know you have college here in under six hours." The tone of Phil's voice sent a shiver down Tommy's spine. All it did was make Tommy realise the slight disappointment laced within the older's voice.

With a sigh, Tommy explained the same thing he did with Wilbur's donations. "Like I already said. I couldn't sleep. So I figured I'd stream for a little bit. I only planned for about an hour or so. Just until I got tir- fuck!"

As Tommy was using his hands to explain his situation to Phil, his hand caught the edge of his camera, exposing his desk.

And what was written on the wooden surface.

Quotes spoken to him, or just said to the viewers, from almost everyone on the SMP were scribbled in chicken scratch, that was still somehow legible. As Tommy's tired mind finally registered what his camera was pointing at, his cheeks and ears flared with a deep, bright red.

Out of embarrassment and panic, Tommy ended his stream and muted his call with Phil. Or at least he thought he muted.

He just deafened.

With a frustrated groan and facepalm, Tommy ranted to himself.

"Oh my god. I can't believe I did that. Fucking hell. Now it's probably on Twitter." At that exact moment, he got notifications ringing around his room all while he stared blankly at his phone that lit up with a line of Twitter notifications that was rapidly increasing. "God damn it."

As he finished his complaints to himself, he glanced up to say goodbye to Phil when he saw he wasn't muted, but deafened.

"Fuck!"

Extra

Phil: Mate, what were some of the quotes you have on your desk

Tommy: nope nope nope nope piss off old man they aren't there your old age is making you hallucinate

Wilbur: then explain why I saw the name 'Wilby' written down next to Friend

Tommy: ...

Wilbur: see? you have nothing to hi-

Tommy: is everyone too old to remember anything? because obviously you saw something that wasnt real. maybe being the youngest isn't the worst thing but at least I have my memory in tact

Wilbur: ...so you admit you're a child?

Tommy: NO YOU FUCKIN DICKHEAD-

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