IVORY N' BLOOD {EBURNEAN TOMMYINNT AU}

Chapter 2

"There you go boss man!" Tubbo gleams proudly of his work of disaffecting and wrapping up the wound on Tommy's body the ones that weren't healed anyway, but he still cleaned the ones that were not wanting them to get more infected Tommy's glazed eyes just looked at him nothing. Tubbos formed shift from the unsettling aura of Tommy "well, we're having stew tonight vegetable stew know, since it's yer favorite well, I still hope it is I haven't really been around that much anymore"tubbo, voice grew quiet the more he talked "enough of my ramblings I'll lend you some of ranboos clothes and you can wash up you smell like outside" he chuckled smelling like outside was an understatement he smelt like death a smell Tubbo was a little to familiar with. He led Tommy to the guest bathroom with a pair of ranboo's clothing and towels. He ran to micheal room to check on him to find he was asleep still just as ranboo put him down for bed he quietly shut the door and ran all the way downstairs to prepare the vegetables and the stews broth he quietly played some music while doing his task this led him to quiet a scare as he didn't hear tommy coming downstairs standing behind him "Jesus's tommy you can't scare a man like that" tubbo let out a nervous boisterous laugh waiting for Tommy to laugh along...nothing...tommy walks over to the kitchen knives pulling one out and also the chopping board "oh you don't need to help you could like chill or whatever" but Tommy still stood there knife in hand. Well, if you're sure he puts the vegetables in a bowel and grabs a second bowl for the chopped vegetables and then went to clean up the guest room.

What did he get himself into following tubbo home eating his food wearing his things he was going to get tubbo in trouble he was being selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish selfish sel- oh he looked down blood dripping from the stab wound onto tubbo's and ranboo's wooden floor he was never good at eye to hand coronation after how many time his friend gave him blunt head trauma they were going to be pissed tommy knew better than to ruin peoples things with his filthy gross touch ignoring the stab wound he ran some warm water and grabbed some napkins hoping to clean the blood before tubbo came back.

"Hey boss man, thanks for helping me cook you were a big hel- WHAT THE HELL" he ran over to Tommy who jerkily flinched but only slightly. "ARE YOU OKAY DOES IT HURT? WAIT A COURSE IT FUCKING DOES! IS IT COMPLETELY SLICED? OMY FUCKING GOD LETS PUT IN SNOW AND HOPEFULLY PUFFY CAN-" he feels a hand on his head, he looks up and sees tommy hold a thumbs up tubbo feels his face shifts into a weary yet kind smile hoping to give Tommy some comfort "let go get you cleaned up boss man yeah?"