𝕄ℂ𝕐𝕋 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕥 ~ 𝔼𝕩𝕚𝕥 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 [𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝔽𝕚𝕝𝕞]

Just a quick song based filler oneshot while I fight the writer's block for Post Mortem Part Three. It is coming, I promise, but I've discovered I write better if I use the moments of inspiration I get sparingly rather than trying to force out content that is sub-par to fit with a timer. The song based ones are low effort, so I thought I'd drop one. Also, I'm going to go and delete all the A/N chapters from this book, because they're not really relevant, so stats might drop lmao. The 100K Special, 500K Special and 1 Mil Special/Face reveal are staying because they're for milestones. Anyway, on with this bullshit.

MCYT: Patient 0!Tommyinnit (Also would you believe it, this was actually requested? Shoutout to me for actually giving the fans what they want)

SMP or AU: 100 Days in a Minecraft Apocalypse AU [But from before Doctor Condi sends Tommy to the echo for good.]

Type: Angst lol

Pronouns: None used?

Notes: Y/N = Your Name

Premise: Based on the absolute banger that is Exit Music [For a Film] by Radiohead. The story behind this song is how it was originally written for the credits of Romeo and Juliet but got cut for being too depressing, so that figures into this too.

Trigger Warnings: Swearing, blood, references to death

Y/N's POV

Wake from your sleep

Breath returned to my body at the sight of Tommy still sitting numbly in the lab. One leg jittered against the plastic chair, the arm on the other side painted red.

The drying of your tears

His eyes too, were red. Raw and sore from tears of horror and pain I knew he'd never admit to. Probably would brush it off as allergies and say something like "Big men don't cry. I'm a big man." Maybe I'd laugh at this. Who knows?

Today, we escape, we escape

I did know something was wrong. It wasn't a nagging feeling at all. It was definite and the proof was in front of me in the form of my once fearless friend, now shaking like a leaf.

Pack and get dressed

"Tommy?" It was hardly a loud call, but it made his head perk up to stare at me for a few seconds, blinking slowly with a creased brow. It was as though it took him a second to realise it was me.

Before your father hears us

"Y/N." I would have gauged the emotion in his voice to be relief, but the tone was so flat it was practically unreadable. Normally I would have chuckled, making a joke about whether he was "/j" or "/srs". Probably not the best time for that, though.

Before all hell breaks loose

"Hey, man, you okay?" I approached him gently, not sure what to make of his despondent disposition. "What did you see?"

Breathe, keep breathing

As far as my knowledge of Dr Condi's research informed me, Tommy had just gotten back from an alternate dimension. Now, on a regular day, I would have been freaking out about this. I mean hell, and alternate fucking dimension. But seeing the after effects on the blonde calmed my excitement a bit.

Don't lose your nerve

"It was awful." He didn't elaborate for a while, taking a moment to run a trembling hand through matted hair. As far as I knew, he'd only been there and hour. How was he so messed up, covered in dirt and blood? "It was like there was nothing there at first. I walked around a bit, you know, and then..." He sucked in a breath.