Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Totally wiped out (Tommy and Wilbur+Phil)

Tommy's POV:

We were doing one last round of the spinny thing on total wipeout for my vlog. I'd completely fallen off first time, on the first round so I was desperate to do pretty well on this one. At first it was fine, I managed to jump over a few and whilst it was petrifying and we all felt like we were gonna die, it was sort of fun.

The spinny thing (because I don't know what else to call it) came round to me, and for some reason I couldn't jump over it. My body just freaked out, I took the bar to the stomach instead of jumping over it. And I was laughing because it was at funny at that point. But then I fell off it and landed right on one of the other podiums, and then I was laughing because I was hurt.

That probably sounds confusing, but I've had this thing ever since I was a little kid. Whenever I get hurt, or don't feel well, I just giggle and laugh. It's like my bodies way of protecting itself. But I'm serious, there was that time I got water poisoning at my after school club, and then entire time I was giggling to myself. Genuinely, Freddie told me that even whilst I was throwing up, I was giggling. But it's for more serious things. I don't laugh when I've got a bit of a cold, or if I stub my toe.

When I got diagnosed with autism, the doctors said it could be linked. Something brushes past me, and I'll say ow, but I seriously hurt myself and I just laugh. It's not that I don't feel pain, it still hurts, but my body and brain responds to it differently. The doctors (I'm not sure what to call them apart from doctors) said that because my brain is wired differently, the way I respond to things might be different. The different wiring is why autistic people like me have sensory issues. Personally, I get very underwhelmed and always need sensory input. That's why I'm so loud all the time I guess.

I hadn't talked about it much because all my friends just assumed I was laughing at the fact I had hurt myself. (And I didn't want me being autistic to slip out because I still hadn't had the courage to tell any of them.)It's happened loads, especially with all my vlog stuff. There was a time I went bike riding with Wilbur, fell off my bike and scraped my entire arm up. It wasn't great.

Flashback:

There I was laughing my head off. Wilbur pulled his bike over and crouched down next to me, laughing himself because I had literally just fallen off my bike. But his entire faced dropped when he saw my arm. I had taken off a few layers of skin on most of it, and it was bleeding pretty badly.

"Tom, why are you laughing? Are you okay?"

"Uh haha, I just hahahahahahaha, sorry."

"Take a breath." I did as he asked, and tried talking again.

"When I'm in a lot of pain, I laugh loads." I said, before starting to laugh again.

"Sh-t that's horrible, okay, you think you can stand?"

"Yea." I was giggling slightly at this point, now the shock had gone. There was just a resounding stinging pain as the cold air touched my bare skin. I had only worn a t-shirt because I get so hot when I ride my bike. I should have at least worn a long sleeve one.

Wilbur picked up my bike and held it up by the handlebar. I took my helmet off and held it loosely by one of the straps. "What do you want to do?" I shrugged with a little giggle. "Okay, well let's take a break, I'm pretty tired."

I nodded and sheepishly followed Wilbur to a bench by the side of the beach. The sun was starting to set, but it was nice and peaceful. The only real issue was that I was in a lot of pain, I was cold and I had no way of getting home. Unless I rode my bike, but my arm was actually killing me. 

It was there on that beach that I told Wilbur about my whole thing with laughing. And I was super close to telling him about my autism too, but I just felt so nervous about it. I had no way of getting home if he responded badly, so I just kept my mouth shut. Sometimes I lay awake at night, wondering what would have happened if I'd told him that day. Would I have finally felt comfortable around my 'big brother', or would I have lost a friend?