Tommy's POV:
"Right Phil and Kristen are going to be a bit longer, do you want to go get some sweets or something?" Wilbur asked. I nodded, as did Techno.
We turned around and walked into the Tesco's local behind us. I got some tangfastics, Wilbur got minstrels and Techno got skittles 'because they were the only thing he recognised'. He seemed a bit off put when he tried them, but continued to eat them nonetheless. As Will payed for our sweets, I tapped Techno on the shoulder, "can we go wait outside?"
He turned round, and was probably about to ask why, but he took one look at me and said, "Yea, sure! Wilbur, we'll be outside." Will gave a thumbs up, but I was practically already out the door.
Once outside, I shoved my hands in my jean pockets and just tried to keep myself grounded. I could still hear the stupid beeping of the scanner, and it felt like everything was touching my ears. That sounds very weird to say, I know, but I feel like it explains it best for me. Sometimes I just wished I was public about being autistic because at least then I could talk to other people about it. Other autistic people.
"Are you alright Tommy?" I snapped my head up from the floor, staring at the bridge of his nose so that I didn't have to give eye contact, but so that it looked like I was.
"Yea, Yea I'm fine, the beeping was just giving me a headache that's all." I laughed slightly as I said it, hoping to get away with my answer.
Techno gave me one look which I interpreted as 'I know you're lying' but then said, "oh ok then, and went back to looking at his phone."
"You alright?" Wilbur asked me as he handed me my tangfastics.
"Yea, just got a headache." I wasn't exactly lying about that, when I got overwhelmed, I did often get a headache too.
"Do we need to buy some painkillers or..."
"No it'll be fine. I'll just drink some water." I got my water bottle out my bag and took a full gulps, eating some tangfastics afterwards. I wanted to be fine, so I just kept telling everyone I was, but I was fine.
Kristen and Phil turned up around 5 minutes later, and we headed off to go shopping. I wasn't looking to buy anything, more just to muck about with my friends, and second parents. Whenever I was with them, they just felt like my second family and I felt safe with them, with all of them.
"Hey Tommy what about this?" I turned round from standing with Phil to see Wilbur holding up a kids t shirt at me; on it, it read 'sorry, I'm too busy gaming!' I just sighed and turned back to Phil who was now cackling with laughter. Trying to hide my laughter, I crossed my arm over my chest and tried to keep my face stern. "It's perfect for you Tommy."
"Wilbur you know what, I think you are a b-tch."
"Well I think you are a gremlin." He said back.
"And I think you 2 should stop fighting in the middle of this shop, now come on, Techno and Kirsten are done looking."
"Sorry Phil," I mumbled. Wilbur said something similar and walked along side me as we went into another shop.
An hour or so later we walked into yet another shop; this one was some craft shop, with lots of little bits and pieces. Hot air blasted atop my head as I walked into the shop, and the shop itself was a lot warmer than it had been outside. I ran my hands through my hair as I started to feel everything come down on top of me.
"Will?"
"Yes Tommy."
"Can we leave?"
"Why?"
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Mcyt -autistic- oneshots
FanficJust some oneshots of scenarios where I imagine mcyt's being autistic or helping an autistic individual. I don't know how this is going to go. Requests are welcome, however, I will not do them if I am uncomfortable, so please respect that. And yes...