Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Aaaaaaaaah! (Tubbo and Tommy+Ranboo)

The request for this chapter was: Hello, could you do one of one of benchtrio having autism and a griup of them are together but person with aitism has a meltdown/shutdown/sensory overload all in once? It might be difficult to combine them all so no pressure.

A/n Just here to say that having a meltdown and a shutdown are the complete opposite of each other. However, what I will do instead, is a sensory overload, that turns into a shut down. Then later on the story, after something else has happened, a meltdown occurs. But yea, I hope that makes sense.

Tubbo's POV:

Tommy was travelling down to stay with us for a long weekend. He had managed to get the Friday off from college, and would be going into college late on the Monday, so we had 3 or so days in total. I was super excited, I always was when Tommy came to stay. We had a bunch of things planned, including a stream. But on the Friday evening, we had organised to go bowling.

I woke up late that Friday. It was around 2:00pm, and Ranboo woke me up to let me know that Tommy was going to be there in a few hours, so I should probably get ready. I cleaned up around my bed, and sorted out some washing my mum had brought in, before actually getting up. My head felt like a cloud, and everything around me hurt. I just presumed I had woken up overwhelmed and carried on with my day. Still in my pajamas, I put my ear defenders on and did the hoovering. Ranboo was making me some food, which was nice of him. And once I felt that I had hoovered enough to at least make the place presentable, I went and had a shower. Well, I 'had a shower'.

What really happened was I got my things ready to get in the shower, and turned it on. But instead of getting in it. I stood there, letting the water run on my arms. My ear defenders stopped the water pump from hurting me or becoming too overwhelming. And I stayed stood there in my pajamas until there was a knock at the bathroom door. "Food's ready Tubbo!"

"Out in a second." I grabbed the shower cap from the side and shoved it under the shower head. If I wasn't washing my hair, I would use it. The feeling of wet hair was quite possibly one of the worse feelings in the world, and I would avoid it at all costs. After deciding the shower cap was wet enough to look as if I had actually used it, I placed it on the radiator and turned off the shower, getting out. Then I changed into a new set of clothes. A pair of jeans, t-shirt and a dark green hoodie. After grabbing all my things, I basically chucked them in the bottom of my wardrobe, and went out to the kitchen.

"Tommy's gonna be here within the hour. Said he managed to get an earlier train. So, we might be able to do something this afternoon?"

"Tired."

He gave me a quick look, his eyes told me an entire story, his eyes always did that. Still hated making eye contact with him though. He plated 2 pieces of toast on a ceramic plate and passed it across to me, "you're overwhelmed aren't you?"

"No, I'm just tired."

He got the butter out the fridge. "Yes or no?"

"Yes." He passed me the butter, which I took eagerly and spread on my toast. "How did you even know?"

"You left your ear defenders on. Hard to miss man."

I took them off placing them next to my plate. "I don't need them anyway."

"Oh and, you can have a shower tomorrow. But I will force you tomorrow, can't have you making the house stink."

"Thanks." I made a large bite into a piece of toast. How did he know? He always knew.

"So what do you want to do this afternoon?" I just shrugged, I was eating after all. "We could wait to ask Tommy what he-"

"BEACH!" I cut in, suddenly having a thought and wanting to share it out loud. Ranboo always understood.

"Sure, we could go sit there for a few hours. I'll let Tommy know."

"Cool." I mumbled, shoving more toast into my mouth.

Time skip:

There were loud knocks on the front door. I ran over to open it. "Tubbo!"

"Tommy!" I hugged him and then moved to the side to let him in.

"Hey boob man."

"Hey Tommy." Ranboo replied with a light chuckle.

"So beach?"

"In a minute Tubso, can I chill for a bit first?" I nodded before moving up to my bed. I hadn't made it that morning, like most mornings. So I wrapped my duvet cover over and around my shoulders, and rocked for a few minutes. I could hear the tv playing quietly and Ranboo talking to Tommy. Rocking was nice, it was calming. It stopped my headache from hurting quite as much.

Ranboo's POV:

I sat on the sofa, talking with Tommy. Tubbo was up on his bed, rocking. "He woke up a little overwhelmed. But he said he wanted to go to the beach."

"Yea, we can go in a bit. Just wanted to sit down for a bit first. The train was super busy earlier."

"Yea, don't worry, I get it."

"I'm surprised he's not sat with us. Normally he's all clingy when he's not having a great day."

"Yea, he's stimming up there though. Probably in his head again."

"Do you ever worry about him Ranboo?" I listened intently to Tommy's question. He wasn't like this a lot, you had to take the chance when he handed it to you.

"My short answer would be no, he finds someone if he needs them. But the long answer, yes? I worry whether he's ok, and if he's just saying he's ok. And whether I could do more to help. Whether I'm doing too much, and he finds me overbearing. But at the end of the day, I worry about him because I want him to be happy. Same way I worry about you a little too."

"Aww thanks king. I don't worry about you though." He kept a straight face before breaking into a fit of his wheezing laughter.

I laughed with him, before containing myself, "how about you? Do you worry about him?"

"I used to worry about him more when you weren't here. I'll probably worry about him like that when you go again. He doesn't always reach out. I guess that part worries me."

"Well, he doesn't always need to reach out."

"He doesn't want the help as much as he used to."

"That's because I don't need it Tommy. You forget I'm older than you. Me being autistic doesn't change that. You need help with your cooking, I need help with my socialising. It's simple. Can we got to the beach now?" Tubbo peered over the top of the annex, wrapped up in his duvet. I just turned to Tommy with an expression of 'what the hell did you want me to do' and the three of us laughed a little.

"Come on, I can't be bothered to sit here much longer." I said turning off the tv. "You! Get out of bed! And you! Stop flicking through reddit, don't think I can't see your screen Mr Innit." Tubbo giggled, climbing down and running towards his trainers. Whilst Tommy just rolled his eyes and groaned as he rose from the sofa.

I was fulfilling my true role of 'MotherBoo' in an effort to get them out of the house. Tommy decided it would be funny to flick Tubbo's ear as he tried to get his shoes on. "Tommy stop! You literally acted like I was the little sibling earlier with all your worry."

"Just messing with you Tubso."

"Tom, just leave it. You ready to go?" Tubbo nodded and unlocked the door, he jumped out of it and continued to jump a little. It was just him stimming, Tommy and I were used to it. I closed it behind us, slotting my sunglasses over my eyes and we started our walk to the beach. Tubbo shuffled along on his tiptoes, listening to Tommy making stupid jokes. The walk to the beach was not long, but that's mostly because we had to take a bus for half of it. And the bus was so much harder than I thought it was going to be.

A/n Hey. Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed this part. How are you today? How are you really? Vent here, or in dm's in you need it. Have a great morning/day/evening!