"What do you want from me Tommy?" you groaned, throwing open your bedroom door to finally cease the incessant knocking. You looked up slightly, glaring at the boy standing on the other side, his fist still poised to knock.
He smiled, "Good morning to you y/n."
"What do you want?" you repeated harshly. You do not take lightly to being woken up like this, and he was being suspiciously polite.
"Well, as you know, I am going to Tubbo's today."
"Yeah i know, for your little boy sleepover."
"Men y/n. Men sleepover. Big strong men sleepover," he corrected.
"You're sixteen id hardly call you men."
"Excuse me Ill have y-"
As you were saying?"
"And Father has to work today. And Mum is on that business trip. And i cannot drive," He states each of these facts with an eager look in his eye, his excitement betraying his strange businessman tone.
"Tommy, just ask. I dont need to know the reasons, youre fine. Shouldve asked me last night, are you ready to go?" You told him, walking back into your room to check the time on your phone. You idly noticed it was raining outside.
His shoulders became less tense and he followed you in, plopping himself down on your bed, "well i was also going to ask if we could pick up some snacks before. I'll pay! Dad gave me money before he left for work and i have some saved up-"
"Dont worry about it Toms," You cut him off, waving a dismissive hand next to your head as you looked down at your phone, "im not letting my baby brother pay for shit until hes eighteen." You had a few texts in a group chat.
He grinned for a second, before his face shifted into a faint frown and he blushed, "I am not a baby y/n."
You grabbed your car keys, "you are to me. Here," you tossed the keys at him and he caught them with ease, "go put your shit in my car, let me get changed into real clothes and ill be down in a sec."
He nodded and got up, "thank you y/n!"
You closed your door behind him and sat down on your bed for a second to check your messages.
Q: r we doing anythibg today?
anything*
Pandas: not that i know of.
Q: CAN we do something today then?
Karl: idc! im free all day. my classes for the week ended yesterday >:D
Pandas: im down
Dream: im good 2 go whenever. had my last class yesterday also
Q: awesome. that leaves gogs and mouse
Dream: theyre gonna kill you for calling them that.
Q: lets see them try.
You rolled your eyes and set your phone down. You got up and opened your closet, rummaging for something quick to wear to drop off Toms.
Quackity has been calling you 'mouse' for years now. You met most of your friends freshman year of high school, and now you were all freshmen in college (except Dream and George, they were a year older than the rest of you). When you first met Q, he came up to you in the hall for a school yearbook interview and asked if he could give you a quick survey. He's never really elaborated on this, but you assume its just because you were quiet and fidgety, but after the interview he asked your name and when you told him, he went, "Well, i dont feel like remembering that, so im just gonna call you mouse. Because youre mousey." and then walked away.
Sure enough when the yearbook was published, your answers to the simple questions were labelled as answers from "Mouse."
Eventually you scrounge up a black shirt with a multi-colored head on the front (merch from your favorite band) and some ripped jeans. You slipped on your sneakers and grabbed your phone off the bed before opening your door and heading downstairs to meet Tommy in the garage.
He tossed you back the keys over the top of the car and got in, you following suit after.
"So why couldnt Wil or Tech take you?"
You watched him shrug in your peripheral, "Techno said he had too much homework and i didn't ask Wil. He was hunched over a book or something in Techno's room and the lights were glinting off his glasses weird, freaked me out."
You nodded. Sounded like Wil.
You took Tommy by the store, and bought an additional stuffed bee and a stuffed spider behind his back as dumb gifts for the two.
They may be "men" but you liked seeing their faces when you gave them things.
You grabbed chocolate bars for your older brothers, lest they feel left out. They were only one year older than you, but you felt responsible for them too kind of. You made sure they ate enough and drank enough water. They both were awful at remembering to take care of themselves, often getting caught up in their own worlds. They were twins, but since high school Tech has dyed a streak of pink in his hair, as he got tired of people mistaking them for each other. They were attending the same college as you, the house being so close to it that all three of you decided to stay home while you went- much to your mum's excitement. Often the three of you would be in one of your rooms, studying and doing homework in silence- with you, being younger, occasionally asking for help.
After arriving at Tubbo's house, Tubbo and his father Schlatt greeted you at the door.
"Hey y/n," he greeted, "thanks for dropping Tommy off. I couldn't pick him up because i was in a meeting-"
"It's really no problem, i dont mind," You cut him off, the man being basically an uncle to you. He nodded.
"Y/n hurry up and leave! This is a man's night!
You scoffed as Tommy and Tubbo walked by you into the house caring all of Tommy's shit, "I will i will, just both of you come here a second!"
You handed them each the small plushies you got them, Tubbo grinning and Tommy rolling his eyes, but still tucking the spider into his pocket with its head peaking out.
You said your goodbyes and got in the car, checking your phone again for any updates on the plans your friends had so you could see if you had time to give the boys the candy you got them.
Gogy: i just woke up, what's happening?
Q: doin something today
Gogy: mmkay. lmk.
Dream: uhhhh hang out at the dorm?
Q: whose?
Dream: well mine and george's is biggest
Q: alr, got it
Theyre so uncoordinated, you thought, opening Dream's contact and calling him as you headed home.
He picked up on the second ring. "Hey Mouse. What's up?" Oh yeah, and the nickname caught on.
"Hey Dreamie. I was just trying to see what time everyones heading over."
You heard shuffling around as he got out of bed, "One sec." You heard more shuffling, then a pause.
"George. George wake up."
You laughed, "Well you dont need to wake him up, he'll sleep through us coming over if he really wants to."
Dream laughed and shifted the phone to his other ear, "you arent wrong. So just, whenever you want? Ill tell everyone else."
You nodded, forgetting he couldnt see you. "Got it. Im gonna drop something off at home for the twins then ill be over baby girl."
He laughed again, "Alright. Make sure to tell Tech i miss him and i wanna kiss his lips."
"I will not be doing that, thank you though. Bye Dream."
You hung up before he could respond.
