Selfless, but Alone (Tommyinnit Oneshots)

Tommy? Part Two

A/N I made it worse but whatever.

Tubbo calls after his friend. "Oh my god." Tubbo gasps in realization. "What? What's wrong? Tubbo?" Ranboo turns, confused about what just happened.

"So you know how Tommy never talks about his childhood?" Ranboo nods. "Well, he grew up with Phil and Techno and Wilbur. But Phil never refers to Tommy as his son like he does with Techno or Wil. I knew Tommy had shitty childhood but it never occured to me until now about how bad it was." Tubbo explains.

"Techno and Wilbur also speak piglin, from what I remember Tommy telling me. Wilbur doesn't have as many features as Techno, but they're both part-piglin. And Phil's part crow. But Tommy isn't a hybrid." Tubbo speaks, basically just thinking aloud.

"So you think that Phil might have been biased?" Ranboo asks. "I think his entire family was biased. And you know how extreme Tommy can get to try and please people." Ranboo nods once more, agreeing with Tubbo. "He might've tried to learn his brothers' language to make them proud of him." Tubbo nods as he speaks.

"And then maybe something about babysitting Michael reminded him of his childhood?" Ranboo asks. "I think he's trying to get us to give Michael the childhood he didn't have, but since he's the one always with him, he's now trying to fulfill that wish." Tubbo pauses before continuing, "And when he was playing Michael, he started speaking piglin again so Michael could understand him."

"I mean, only one way to find out?" Ranboo insinuates. "He's babysitting Michael tomorrow, isn't he?" Tubbo asks with a smirk as Ranboo nods. "Time to do some spying."

*timeskip*

Tommy was walking into Tubbo and Ranboo's mansion at 6:00, like normal. Unknown to him, Ranboo and Tubbo were actually downing invisibility potions to keep themselves hidden. 

"Hey Michael! How you doin' bud?" Tommy knelt down to ruffle the tuft of pink har that sat upon his nephew's head. Michael looked up at his uncles as he spoke, "☇ꑇ ‡⇌≠⋕≚ ⌆⌑≡≡☩! (Hi Uncle Tommy!)" Tommy chuckled as he picked up the small boy, "☇ꑇ ≡ꑇ≠☇ϟ≚⋕. 〲ϟ⇌⇌ϟ 〲ϟ⌆≠☇ ♮ꈌ⌑⊯≚⇌?(Hi Michael. Wanna watch Frozen?)"

Long after the pair had settled on the couch to watch Frozen, Tommy heard someone drinking something behind him. Out of instinct, Tommy grabbed his sword and stood in front of Michael. "Who's there?" Tommy questioned, English feeling foreign on his tongue after only speaking piglin with Michael. 

"It's me Tommy." Tubbo said as he revealed himself. Ranboo and Tubbo had decided to remove their potion effects and step out of the dark corner they were huddled in. "Hi Papa!" Michael giggled, running to Ranboo as Tommy lowered his sword and stood shocked at Tubbo.

"How long have you guys been invisible?" Tommy demanded. "Um, since you got here." Ranboo admitted as Tubbo smiled sheepishly. The realization hit Tommy like a truck, "B-but that means you heard, you heard," Tommy's voice trailed off as the bee duo nodded. 

"Why didn't you tell us, Tommy?" Tubbo asked. "Because I don't need your pity about my shit childhood, but the least you could do is give your own child a god damn good one." Tommy said, his face, normally so happy, completely void of emotion. "And I guess since you're home, I can go back to my house and finish reading my book." Tommy said as he picked up his bag. Putting a small smile on his face, he said his goodbyes to Michael and left.

A/N This has a shit ending but the entire story is shit so oh well.