(HEAVILY BEING RE-WRITTEN!!!) Tommyinnit Oneshots ; Mostly Angst

The boy whose family is aliens 1/3

•Not an angst but just wanted to write•

*The alien names in this, are just made up names but do have their names hidden in there, the last 3 letters of their name will always be at the end of the made up one . Eg - Teibulebbo (Tubbo)

"God, humans are strange.." He muttered, moving over to the sleeping boy. The oldest sighed and lifted him up. "Where did you even get him?"

"He was sleeping on the ground outside the field of Thruq'u, in a box that humans call.. cardboard?" He replied, staring closer at the boy. 

"And you decided to take him in?" Another boy asked, groaning and the fact they need to take care of another human. The oldest rolled his eyes and looked at the other boy. "Weignilabur, I can't even look after you two. What makes you think I can have one more child."

Wilbur, that was the 'human' name according to the oldest, just chuckled.

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Tommy woke up to being on an uncomfortable table, it looked like something you would see from a morgue. He sat up and looked around.

It was dark, just a little lamp showing off the right amount of light. Whoever looked after this room had done a terrible job.

Books were scattered everywhere, pictures were tilted and even worse... the paint didn't match any of the furniture.

"What the fuck..??" He looked around and just realised he wasn't outside," Holy shit." He muttered. Standing up, he walked over to the door.

There was talking from behind it, He smiled. You see, Tommy had gotten abandoned at 4, not knowing about kidnapping or 'stranger danger'. So now, him being 14, he still doesn't know.

He just claims them as their family, and that's that. "Yeah, dad.. I get it, don't scare him." A voice whispered, footsteps got louder and the door unlocked.

"So— AH!!" Wilbur screamed and fell back. Him falling made everything shake.
Tommy flinched and went to try to turn away to hide. He saw a empty chest, big enough to store him in for the time being.

"He scared me, that little-" Wilbur had got hit around his head by the oldest, making him hiss. Not a normal hiss, it sounded like a snake.. like lava touching water. It was also faint, but you will be able to hear it.

Tommy gulped as he sat in the chest, covering his mouth. He could hear another person in the room, they was searching through everything. The little cracks and holes in the chest made it clear.

It was a person, light pink skin tone, darker in some injured places. He had golden eyes that had a dark red gradient. He had little ears that sat at the top of his head, they were tall
and definitely had good hearing. Tommy could tell because from the way the person paused when he gasped for air.

Wait..person? That most definitely was and is not a person.
Creature?
Yes, yes and yes..

"Damn- He's good at hiding, Weignilabur." It had a monotone voice, his aura was off. He didn't seem bad, evil, wicked. He seemed okay according to Tommy and his stupid abilities. Wilbur rolled his eyes. "Can you stop calling me that." He groaned.
"We don't want to scare it, it definitely wouldn't like being confused by the language of L'mander." He continues, making the other creature stare at him.

"L'mander? You mean Oldest?.. L'mander doesn't exist anymore, It had gotten banished along with the people who'd dare speak it." He sneered, making Tommy shiver. The creature chuckled. "Plus, that's your name, the one you had gotten assigned to. It's not my fault Dad had gotten you such a bad Naming guardian."

"At least it's not long to say and take up a page, unlike someone here." Wilbur hinted, motioning his head to the chest. The creature has gotten the idea and played along. Tommy couldn't see anything that happened, it went dark.

"My names fine, thank you. That's just my full name. Dad said that long names mean respect o' royalty.." He smiled, stepping closer. "He did?! Dad explain!!" Wilbur shouted, pushing the oldest over.

"Stop fighting- and ouch! Mate, you know, The first born always have to have the longest name, it's tradition. I think Tunetachno is a good first name." He stated, standing back up again. "I do get why.. Tunetachnobloade is a long first, first name." He continued. Though Tommy on the other hand, started to get uncomfortable, his legs were bent in a funny way that made his back ache. "And you should be lucky that I hid you all from plastic, it's stupid that people call me oldest, just because I came up with the language. Now we're famous." He groaned.

"Anyway, have you found the human yet?" The oldest asked. Tommy shrunk back, he couldn't see anything. Well, he could.. it was all blurred. Only seeing the world through drunk goggles. "Yep, guess my blurring sight did the trick." Techno said, moving towards the chest. Tommy heard a crack and knew he was about to open it.

"You dare open this chest and I'll gawk your eyes out with my nail. Even without my sight, I have pretty good aim." He hissed, head-butting the wood. Wilbur tried his best to stifle a laugh. Techno looked back at the oldest and mouthed. 'He's crazy.'

"W-well kid, um.. maybe we shouldn't do that and let you out? You haven't had food in ages from when we checked your vitals." The oldest let out and walked closer, his boots clanking on the metal floor.

Tommy sighed and finally got up, being up straight scared the others but made him happy. "Hm, weird creatures.. well then, I'll be leavin'. Is it Halloween?" He asked, stepping out the chest and stretching.

"What happened to stabbing out our eyes?" Wilbur chuckled. "Still debating it, my nails are ready." He said as he put his hands into his pockets. "Plus, what's Halloween..?" Wilbur continued, being very confused.

Tommy looked up with a strange face. "You don't know? It's a day where people dress up in clothing that people would either call cute or scary. That's all I know.. Oh, and you get free sweets!" He smiled.

"We're..aliens?"

"What?"

"Aliens."

"Sorry, don't know what that is."

"Oh."

"Oh."

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Merry late Christmas.
Um, sorry.