This is Chapter 11 of ‘Little One’ Enjoy!
I know it’s weird but i’m skipping it so tommy’s 13, and techno’s ancient.
Tw: Panic attack, Voices, Halluciantions, suciadal thoughts, SH (kinda)
Information: Tommy’s always had a hard time in school. He might not show that it affects him as he doesn’t wanna worry his best friend, his dad, Phil or wilby. But soon he realises he should’ve told someone sooner..
Nobody’s pov:
Tommy was walking out of the hell-hole, well that’s what he likes to call it after trying his hardest to hide the bruises and cuts from the 3 guys in his class who decided to beat him whilst walking to the last lesson, no he did not turn up to that lesson and was never caught? He saw his dad and immediately put on a bright smile, his signature smile “Hey, Tom’s good day?” Techno asks his very convincing son, “Mhm! Other than the fact tubbo wasn’t in school today!” he says lying with a smile “Ah, i’m sure you’ll see him tomorrow.” the elder said “Mhm! I’m excited to see him again!” the younger one says getting into the very familiar car, “You saw him monday toms” techno says chuckling “Well it feels like forever to me!” Tommy says acting like he was offended. When they got home tommy saw wil and phil in the living room “Willll!” Tommy was jumping on the elder “Toms, One day you’re gonna break my back i swear!” the brunette says laughing “Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing!” tommy says as wilbur gasps at the comment “Exuse me! How dare you!” The older one says “I said nothing.” tommy says closing his mouth and looking away “Mhmm” Wilbur says, smirking. He then shoves his fingers into the blonde’s ribs, tickling him. The blonde starts laughing hysterically, “w-will pleasee!” he begged, wilbur just acted like he couldn’t hear him “Okayy, you two! Dinners ready.” Phil says smiling. Everyone made their way to the dinner table “yummyy!” Tommy says basically devouring his meal “Okay toms, slow down it’s not going anywhere!” the father says looking at his son devour his food. “I’m hungry, okay!” the blonde replies back. “Anyways, i’ve got some homework to catch up on, thanks for the food phil!” He says, putting his plate by the sink “You’re welcome gremlin.” Phil replies by putting the plate in the sink. What they didn’t know is that Tommy didn’t have any homework, he had other people’s home-work that he had to complete by the next day.
Tommy’s Pov:
‘Everyones pretending to like you.’
‘No theyre not..’
‘They don’t like you really..’
‘Yes they do.’
‘People think you should just end it!’
‘No they don’t..’
‘You’re really listening to yourself whilst doing peoples home-work for them!’
‘...’
‘Y’know i’m right!’
‘...’
‘Tell me i’m ri-’
‘Tommy!’
‘Huh..?’
‘Tommy you need to breathe!’
And snap, he was back in reality, hands on his parms which had a small amount of blood trickling down them, then he noticed another thing, he couldn’t get one good breath in “Tommy can you hear me?” It was his dad, He nodded his head whilst gripping onto his chest trying to breathe “Sunshine, I need you to tell me 5 things you can see.” He says, “I look around frantically “Y-You, M-My desk, T-The floor, My laptop and m-my bed..” I say looking him in the eyes, his face expressions filled with worry “Well done sunshine, now 4 things you can smell?” He rubbed my hand with his “P-Phil’s cooking, Wil’s jumper, You, and..uhh..” I struggle but dad just continues to praise me.. “That’s okay, sunshine 3 things you can hear?” He asks me, “My voice, Y-You and Wil's guitar..” I replied, slowing my breathing, “I’ve got you sunshine, feeling a little bed now?” He says “Mhmm, thank you..” I say putting my face into his shoulder, he starts running his fingers through my hair which makes me yawn and slowly close my eyes i feel the familiar feel of his cape around me “night dad..” i say quietly
‘Goodnight sunshine..’
I’m so sorry for not posting for awhile! But here’s chapter 11 -707 words-

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Little One.
FanficTommy got abandoned when he was young, nobody to care for him, nobody to appreciate him that was until somebody stumbled upon him, who is it?