Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Today's not a good day (Tommy and Freddie)

A/n Hey, I just wanted to say that this is based off Tubbo's Halloween stream which I loved. It was one of my favourite streams of all time and has quickly become one I watch constantly. A lot of people have said Tommy was acting off in that stream, so I decided to write a story where Tommy isn't having a great day and acts off because of it. After the stream ends, I'll write about Tommy letting all his emotions loose and how the other's help. I am well aware, that everything I describe as Tommy not having a great time with it, was a bit, I'm not stupid, I'm just writing a story. Hope you guys enjoy, this will probably be a long one, so buckle in! 

Also, as far as I know Aimsey uses any pronouns so that's what's going to happen here too!

Tommy's POV:

I couldn't sleep last night. MCC had my brain wired and that fact that Tubbo had finally won made me feel really happy. I tried switching off but it didn't work. I tried listening to Maybe I was Boring (Wilbur's old album), but not even that helped. In the end I fell asleep, but I was up at 8. And 4 hours sleep really didn't do me much good. I packed my backpack for the 3 days I was staying at Tubbo's, and tried to remember to pack my sensory toys. I forget them last time and ended up having a sensory overload because I couldn't regulate anything.

Eating some quick breakfast -which meant having 2 bites of toast-, I opened the door to see Freddie stood there. He was coming down to Tubbo's with me, which I was grateful for. One, we would get to hang out which was going to be sick, but also, I knew that the train was going to be rough that day. That day was not a good day, and even at 9am I knew that. 

I said goodbye to Walter, Betty and then my parents, grabbed my backpack and coat. Freddie and I talked whilst we walked to the train station.

"Are you alright Tom? You seem off."

"Not a good day."

"Let me guess. You didn't sleep very well, you've woken up overwhelmed and you are anxious about masking for so much of the day?"

"Mate that's not fair, how do you know me so well?!"

"I've known you since like year 3. Plus, you had so many days like that in secondary school. Do you remember that time that I went to the school office and got them to call your Mum?"

"Yea, you told them I'd thrown up in the toilets, when I hadn't. Because I'd had a sensory overload over the school canteen food or something?"

"The school were so stupid man. Even if you were exhausted and had cried loads, and only going to miss the last lesson, they used to send you to it. We used to have to talk to so many teachers cause they were worried about you. Well I say we, you used to be non-verbal most of the time. Teachers never got that. You were so chaotic and loud sometimes, and then others you were non-verbal and wanted the ground to swallow you whole."

"Just masking really."

"Yea. But you'll be fine, don't worry about the stream later. They all know you're autistic and if something goes really wrong, I can help. Even if I wasn't there, Tubbo and Ranboo both know what they are doing now."

"I know, but even if there are people to help, I don't want anything to happen for them to have to help."

"I get it. But it'll be fine. Now come on, I think we are on the other side of the platform." We walked into the train station and checked our tickets quickly.

Our train down to Bognor was busy, we found seats next to each other, but the carriages filled up quickly. I put my AirPods in and listened to music, but the entire time I could feel myself getting more and more overwhelmed. I just wanted everything to stop. We were 2 hours into the journey My leg kept jittering up and down as I sat there, fiddling with my hoodie strings and trying to calm down. My mask was really starting to bother me, and I was struggling to keep sat still.