Selfless, but Alone (Tommyinnit Oneshots)

Tommy?

A/n I liked the idea I had for this, just not the way I executed it.

*a few weeks ago*

"Hey, Tommy!" Tubbo greets as him and Ranboo approach Tommy. "Hey, Tubbo? Hi, Ranboo. What's up?" Tommy smiles slightly. "Nothing much. We're looking for someone to babysit Michael tonight because we've got to meet up with Foolish tonight to discuss some stuff." Tubbo explains.

"I'll do it. I've got nothing better to do, anyways." Tommy sighs. "Oh, you will?" Ranboo asks as Tommy nods. "That's great! Thank you, Tommy! Anyways we gotta go, just get there by 6, will ya?" Tubbo exclaims while walking away.

"Fuckin hell. Parents! They call themselves parents? I'm the one who's always there, watching him grow up." Tommy exclaims to himself, disgust lacing his voice. "They're only there when I remind them.  Whatever. At least they care about him." Tommy sighs as he starts on his walk to Niki's bakery to grab some snacks for him and Michael.

*a few days ago*

"Hey, Tommy!" Tubbo greets his friend in the same manner in which he always does. "Hey guys! How's Michael been?" Tommy asks politely, despite his anger at the "parents". "Um, well, actually. He said something in piglin yesterday!" Tubbo says, excitement evident in his voice.

"Oh? Did Techno teach him, then?" Tommy asks. "What do you mean?" Ranboo asks, "Techno hasn't babysit Michael in weeks." "Oh. Nevermind then. I meant to ask, can you guys get Michael another dvd of Frozen? He can't find his." Tommy reminds for the third time.

"Yeah, um. I guess?" Ranboo says, slightly confused on why Tommy is asking for the dvd instead of Michael. "Yep. We'll go get one right now, actually. Since we were headed to the shops anyway." Tubbo abruptly ends the conversation.

*Present day*

"Michael's been speaking piglin again." Tubbo tells Tommy instead of greeting him. "So? It's his native tongue, innit?" Tommy asks, confused on why that's a bad thing. This time, Ranboo speaks up, "Yeah, but it's new stuff. Who even teaches him?"

"Maybe," Tommy says as he looks to his side, feeling far away. "Somebody who was taught the language."

*Mini Flashback, brought to you by Tommy's nonexistent childhood*

"C'mon, Tommy. You can do this. Just think of how proud Phil and Techno and Wilbur will be." Tommy urges himself to finish the sheet in front of him, covered in piglin phrases.

*mini flashback over*

Tommy sighs quietly as he remembers all the hours he spent bent over a desk just so his brothers would be proud of him for learning their language. Surprise, surprise. They weren't. It was a dumb wish to think his family would actually care about him, for once.

"But it's so hard to learn!" Tubbo exclaims. Tommy sighs, "I know. I- " Tommy shuts himself up after realizing what he just exposed. He slowly backs up before turning around and running off. 

"Tommy?"

A/N this is really shit but I needed to post so c'est la vie.