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Bus Stops - mtnb Tubbo

Requested by XxB33_B0YxX

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EVERY INTERACTION IN THIS STORY IS STRICTLY PLATONIC, PLEASE READ IT THAT WAY. IF YOU SHIP ANY OF THR CHARACTERS IN THE STORY I ASK YOU TO PLEASE LEAVE. Thank you

Characters:

Tubbo - they/it

Tommy - he/him

Ren/Ran (Ranboo) - he/him

Wilbur - he/him

Techno - he/ae

Phil - he/him

Lani - she/her

Teagan - she/her

TWs//: constant misgendering, panic attack, dysphoria, accidental coming out, stimming, overstimulation

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   Tubbo pulled on their shirt, blinking the sleep from their eyes. It had just woken up from the stupid alarm they hear every single morning, telling it that they needed to get to school. They quickly brushed their teeth, not caring about thoroughness. Feet touched carpet, and then wood, and then tile, and then carpet again as Tubbo walked through the house and down the stairs to the entryway, where it slung its backpack over their shoulder. Their mom was in the kitchen, eating some sloppily made scrambled eggs and scrolling on her phone.

   "'Bye, mum. Love you." Tubbo called. Their mum looked up and smiled.

   "Not gonna wait for your sisters, bug?" She asked. Tubbo shook their head.

   "I hafta meet up with Tommy and Ren early today," It paused, "for a project."

   "Okay, well, be safe and have a good day. Love you, son." Tubbo nodded and forced a smile, but the second it turned away, the smile dropped. God, did they hate being called 'son.' The door clicked loudly behind Tubbo as it stepped into the cool air. It was a gray-colored day, it observed. Their yellow converse scuffed along the rocky pavement as they walked to the bus stop that they shared with Tommy and Ren. Its best friends. Tubbo loved Tommy and Ren sometimes even more than it loved themself.

   It shifted the backpack on its shoulders carelessly, the straps already uncomfortably digging into their skin and creating little red marks. Teagan had asked them multiple times if it was hurt because there were red marks on its shoulders from the backpack straps. That annoyed Tubbo. For some odd reason, it always found it quite annoying whenever anyone asked them if they were okay. If they were struggling, and one of their sisters tried to show it love in some way, they hated it. Maybe it had to do with the fact that they hated feeling pitied.

   "Tubs!!" A loud voice broke through Tubbo's morning existentialism. They looked up to see Tommy and Ren standing next to the bus stop bench. Tommy's blond hair was in its usual messy curls, and his teal Saturday Club jumper hung somewhat loosely off of his frame. He topped it off with his bright red converse. Ren, standing awkwardly behind tommy, had his fluffy mass of dyed hair up in a manbun. His half black, half white hair contrasted against his purple jumper and his one red converse and one green converse.

   "Toms! Ran!" Tubbo shouted back, trotting up to the duo, to make it a trio. And yes, Tubbo did definitely call Ren 'Ran,' but only because of when they first met.