Imma be completely honest I had something planned, wrote it, said fuck no so now I'll be finding something to write
I've decided on fluff <3 I want it and need it cause I actually just have a huge crush on this girl and mmmmm *dandelions intensifies*
General POV:Tommy stood over the stove, angrily looking at the sizzling bacon.
This was his 3rd batch he'd tried, the others had burnt.
"Tommy, you're my best friend and I care about you dearly, but please, stop trying to cook breakfast, you suck." Allister laughed from the counter.
"No! I'll be able to do it." Tommy exclaimed dejectedly.
"Leave it to the ex culinary arts student."
Allister nudged Tommy out of the way softly, prying his hand from the spatula he wasn't even using.
"You're supposed to use tongs, Tommy." Allister chuckled.
"Oh." He watched as Allister picked up tongs from a drawer and flipped the bacon perfectly, he listened as the sizzling increased. "Why are you so perfect in cooking?"
"I didn't spend three years so close to top of my class for nothing!" She smiled at him.
God, Tommy had such a crush on this girl.
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"Sleeping Beauty and Beauty and the Beast are such good fairytales. I'm a fan of the happy ending." Allister sighed while scrolling through Disney+ options. "Let's switch to Netflix and watch a horror movie, like The Conjuring. The first one."
"That was not the turn I expected that to take." Tommy laughed from where he sat next to Allister. "Wait no let's not watch The Conjuring that shit's so scary."
"My point exactly!"
Tommy groaned.
"Here, I'll share a blanket with you. I'll be the man in this relationship."
"Allister promotes gender stereotypes?" Ranboo joked from the opposite side of the couch.
"I'm your average white, suburbanite slob." Allister quoted jokingly. "Of course not, I'm literally female. It'd be insulting me."
"Fair point."
"Can't we just watch a happy movie and fall asleep of boredom on the couch?" Tommy complained.
"No you can fall asleep in my big strong arms. While we watch a horror movie." Allister joked.
"Is this your way of flirting with me?"
"No. Maybe."
Definitely. Allister thought.
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"Allieeee, I want to hear you sing." Tommy lay sprawled out in the floor.
"Fuck off, no." Allister giggled from her laptop where she was editing the video Tommy didn't know about.
"I haven't heard you sing since that one night on the beach!"
"I feel like that's a false statement."
"Maybe. But let me hear you sing."
"Fine, let me find something." Allister sighed. "Okay." She closed her laptop and went to lay next to Tommy.
"Won't that obstruct your voice?" Tommy asked.
"Would you rather I not lay next to you?"
"No, I'm not complaining. Just wondering."
Allister laughed a bit before singing 'I'm Just Your Problem'.
"Your singing voice is so nice."
"You tell me that a lot." Allister said.
"I suppose I do. I really mean it, though."
"Never thought you didn't, Toms."
"Toms?" Tommy chuckled.
"Mhm. You call me Allie, it's only fair I give you a nickname."
"Hmm. Wilbur used to call me that. Still does, sometimes. Usually when I just need an older brother figure."
"We're you lonely, as a kid?"
"I guess I was a bit, sure."
"I had Landon pretty much my whole life. Everything did go a bit downhill when I was 14, though." Allister vented.
"My parents have always been good to me. Guess I have that on you, huh?" Tommy chuckled.
"Imagine."
"Probably shouldn't make those jokes."
"Probably not."
The two sat in silence for a while.
"Tommy?" Allister started.
"Mhm?"
"You care for me, right?"
"More than anything."
"Hmm. Me too."
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Allister and Tommy fell asleep on the floor. That night, two new dreams were conjured in Allister's head;
Her and Tommy at the Rockefeller Tree in New York, watching it get lit up and kissing.
And Tommy sitting in a chair with wires strapped to him with a sign above him saying: 'Warning: Lie detectors don't lie!'.
Allister was sat on a couch next to Wilbur, Ranboo, Toby and Jack.
She assumed Tommy was doing a lie detector test for a vlog. They laughed and had fun, Allister made many jokes about her and Tommy dating, but she could barely hear any of it.
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"Hey, Tommy. At— any point in the future, are you planning a lie detector test for a vlog?" Allister wondered.
"Yeah, actually. How did you know?" Tommy looked at her curiously.
"Just a lucky guess." She smiled.
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Notes:
Got the main point out of the way :)
: )Now we can have more development with Allister's head :D
Let me explain this:Allister basically has always had her future planned, her ideas aren't psychic in any way. She had never imagined Tommy in her future until she'd met him.
All the things in New York are things she wants to happen, which she'll go out of her way to make happen.
The future house is her ideals of the future, just like a style of life she wants, not that it'll actually happen.
She had heard about lie detector tests and all of that and had also heard Tommy talk about them before, so her brain made a 'memory' of it.
Allister isn't psychic, she isn't that cool, I know it's sad.
Mkay continue on with your days lmao😎👍
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