the trinity of the bench

nostrodanicle

no. 1) the argument

In Tubbo's defense, Tommy was never supposed to touch the bin. There was a reason that the side of the Sterilite container was labelled DO NOT FUCK WITH in huge block letters. And red. Honestly, how could Tommy not have seen huge, bright red letters?

"Honestly, Tommy, how could you have not seen the huge, bright red letters? They aren't that hard to miss! Even he remembers they're there, and he forgot what color his eyes were yesterday!" Tubbo gestured wildly in the vague area of Ranboo.

Tommy steepled his hands and worked his face into a very strange expression. "Tubbo- Tubs, Big Man, you know the importance of words is not lost to me! However, these words were useless. Besides, what's the harm in touching the bin?"

Ranboo stared at him. "Tommy, you exploded an entire apartment complex. Our apartment complex, in case you were curious on why we were sleeping on the ground tonight-"

"Ranboo, Ranboob, nobody cares. It is in whole, not my fault I used the nukes!" Tommy shot finger guns at Tubbo. Tubbo stared back blankly, looking slowly at Ranboo as he started speaking.

"TOMMY, YOU WERE THE ONE THAT OPENED THE BOX."

"It was calling to me! The little pin was saying Tommy, Tommy, Big Man Innit, if you touch me your many girlfriends will love you! Who am I to say no to my ladies, mm?"

Tubbo slowly slid down the wall and covered his face with the sleeves of his hoodie as he listened to Ranboo and Tommy bicker. He sighed. It was going to be a long week.

no 2.) the theft

"Fucking Ranboob, always stealing my shit." Tommy kicked a rock down the road, catching up with it, and kicking it farther. "He just can't let me have nice things, you know? He stole my fucking- fancy chocolate yesterday, and had the nerve not to balls up and admit it."

Tubbo took a lick of his ice cream cone. "Tommy, firstly, it was Hershey's- that's not exactly fancy. Secondly, how do you know it was Ranboo? You can't just blame him for everything."

Tommy looked at him. "There are two people who could have took it, and one of them is Ranboo, and one of them is you. And I seriously doubt-" He narrowed his eyes. "Tubbo, how did you know it was Hershey's? Did you- TUBBO-"

Tubbo sprinted away, cackling the entire way down the gravel road.

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Tubbo let out a contented sigh. Laying in the soft grass, cloud-gazing with his best friend, well, he hadn't done this in a while. Something was eating at him, and he finally knew what.

"Tommy, why do you hate Ranboo?" Tubbo looked over at Tommy. "You used to be a little okay with him, and then he moved in. And since then, you've just been fighting and blaming each other for everything."

Tommy sighed and pushed himself up onto his elbows.

"It's not- well, I just- it doesn't matter. It's not really like- a thing, you know?"

Tubbo's gaze softened. "You know, if you don't want to tell me, that's okay! Just, please, resolve it with him? It's making me feel weird."

Tommy mumbled into his hands.

Tubbo lifted an eyebrow. "What was that? You want to say it to my face?"

Tommy rolled his neck back and turned to look at him. "Finnnne, I'll have a good manly heart-to-heart with fuckin' Ranboob. Also, you're short."

"FUCK YOU!" Tubbo shrieked and leaped for him. "You're going to regret that!"

Tommy just laughed.

no. 3) the crash

Tubbo sprinted into the shabby living room. "What the hell was that crashing noise?" His eyes swiveled from Tommy to Ranboo, both standing over a broken computer monitor.

"Which one of you broke this?" He demanded, already knowing the answer.

Without hesitation, Tommy pointed his finger straight at Ranboo's chest. "It was him! Tubbo, you know I'd never do something like that."

Ranboo looked at Tommy incredulously. "I did this? I just watched you-

"-you have to believe me, it wasn't-"

"-COMPLETELY smash it-"

"-he dropped it on the floor, I swear-"

"STOP IT!" Tubbo finally screamed. "I- I don't care who did it. Just please, please stop it, and- I don't even- whatever. Just go back to whatever you were doing. And be quiet, please, I have a headache." He walked out of the living room, back to their bedroom.

Tommy watched his friend retreat. The moment Tubbo was out of sight, he turned to Ranboo and let loose. "C'mon, Ranboo, why'd you have to throw me under the bus like that in front of good old Tubso?"

Ranboo glared at him and angrily whispered back. "I don't know, maybe because you smashed the monitor and you tried to blame me? Why do you always push the blame for your crap onto me? If you're trying to push Tubbo away from me, it's having the opposite effect- Tubbo just thinks you're more of a dick then usual- Tommy?"

Tommy took two steps backward, wiping the welling tears from his eyes, and dashed out of the apartment. 

+1) reconciliation

Tommy softly crept into the bedroom. "Um- hey guys? Are you still awake?"

Tubbo whispered back. "Tommy? You're back? Ranboo told me what happened, are you alright?"

Tommy sat on the ground and pulled his knees to his chest. "I-um, I just wanted to apologize. For, you know, being a huge dick to Ranboo."

Ranboo sat up. "Thanks, but are you alright-"

Tubbo interrupted. "And why. No offense, but why?"

Tommy looked blankly back at him. "Why- why am I sorry?"

Tubbo sighed. "No. Why were you being a massive dick?"

Tommy dropped his head into his hands. "So- I- I don't really know how to phrase it, but Tubbo's been my best friend since- forever, I guess. And, I don't know, but when you showed up, I was kind of afraid you'd take him away, I guess. I don't know. It's just that he was all I had, and then- I don't know."

Ranboo crawled over to Tommy. "I think I know what you're trying to say. I just want you to know that I'm not trying to take away Tubbo, or anything. I'm going to absorb you into the friendship blob, and this time you'll know."

Tommy sniffled slightly into his elbow. "Thanks, Ranboo." he whispered back, leaning into the older boy's hug.

"Aww," Ranboo cooed, hugging him closer.

"Okay, this is nice and all, but I can't see shit, guys. Can you maybe bring the lovefest over here?" Tubbo glared into empty space as Tommy laid on the ground, laughing his head off.

"Aww, I love you too," Ranboo teased.

"I BETTER HAVE HEARD A SLASH P IN THERE, RANBOO. I'M GOING TO TWITTER HARD BLOCK YOU IF YOU DON'T-" Tubbo cackled.

"Oi, shut the fuck up and let me have my hugs in peace." Tommy pulled the three into one final hug.

a/n

PLEASE TELL ME TYPOS SO I CAN FIX THEM IT MORTIFIES ME TO HAVE THEM OUT THERE

ik most authors are like "pls don't give me criticism unless i ask for it" WHICH I COMPLETELY AGREE WITH EXCEPT FOR THE TYPOS THING

this really went from HHAHHHAHAHHAH NUKE CRACKFIC HAHAAH to i am a sad brooding man and i just want my friend back can u tell i'm projecting onto tommy w my second grade trauma here

n e ways, hope u enjoy! come to me on twitter. flock me like little sheep. maybe i'll finally post the weird split chapter of orion.