Episode 5
Everyone has been babying Tommy recently. It's pissing him off. It got on his nerves. It grinded his gears. It- uh- another phrase he would see in one of Techno's books. Yeah! He was mad!
Tommy Innit was the main character, a big powerful man. He should be feared. Not treated like the family puppy. Wilbur has been sweeter than usual. Phil is being more possessive, and Techno is putting up with more of his bullshit. How dare he. His one job was to be annoying! I mean, man. Let the boy have his one defining trait before you flip him on his head!
He wanted to do hot girl shit. He wanted to girlboss these fuckers. So that's what he did.
Tommy kicked down Phil's office door, immediately yelling at the man.
"PHILLIPZA MINECRAFT. THE OLDEST OF MEN. THE ONLY MAN, TO BE PRECISE. I REQUIRE YOUR TOUGHEST QUEST!"
Phil looked up from his paperwork, unfazed. "Oh hey, mate! I was about to come out to visit you, Techno, and Wilbur for the lunch break."
"..Phil I knocked the door off it's hinges and all you have to say is 'hey'?"
Phil looked around Tommy and found the door on the ground. "Oh. I guess you did."
Tommy groaned. Damn. He makes an epic entrance and no one notices.
"What did you want again, Toms?" Phil smiled.
Tommy sat down opposite of Phil on the other side of the desk. "Give me a job for a big man. Like the shit you would give Techno. Give me a Techno-level job."
Phil cocked his eyebrow. "You sure, mate?" Tommy nodded. He sighed then continued. "Actually, I might have an idea of what you can help with. But, it's a group activity. So I'll tell you three at lunch."
Tommy moped out of the office. But hey, at least he was getting a cool job! Right? He hoped? Maybe Phil thought he couldn't handle a cool café mission by himself. Well, he can prove him wrong. He'll show him. Phil will soon see that he was the biggest man to ever work at SBI Café!
Wilbur and Techno sat on top of one of the tables together. They were eating ice cream, and Tommy got jealous they went without him. What. The fuck. How could they? This was traitorous. He walked over and jumped up to join them on the table. He looked away and moped, acting sad for attention. Gotta get it somehow.
Will looked at him. "What's wrong, Toms?"
Tommy shrugged dramatically. Wilbur sighed and pulled out a third ice cream cone.
Tommy gaped and took it, eyes shimmering. "Thank you, Wilbur! That's so nice of you!"
"Shut the fuck up, Tommy. Techno bought it because he knew you were going to cry or some shit if we didn't get you one."
"Thank you, Wilbur! That's so nice of you!"
Tommy bit into his ice cream cone. (He's Tommy, what did you expect him to do? Lick it like a normal person??) Then, like a dumbass, he remembered why he came out of Phil's office in the first place.
"Oh yeah-... fhil is gonna tell us sumfin-" The big man spoke through a full mouth.
Techno quirked an eyebrow. The three employees turned towards the office, where their boss was currently emerging. Phil eyed them down, and the boys quickly pushed each other off the table top and sat on the booth seats. Phil's bad side was not something to be on. Phil got into the side of the booth that held Techno, opposite to Wilbur and Tommy.
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Fanfictionthat one crackfic where Tommy works at a cafe with his friends and does everything but his job. (Inspired by TUMOASD in a round about way) [DISCLAIMER: even though this fan fiction is advertised as a fluff/ crackfic; it does switch into angst sudden...
