Cherry Blossoms (Bench Trio Fanfiction)

our regularly scheduled existential crisis.

TW: Enderwalking, mild body horror (Ranboo's Jaw)

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•Tommy POV•

He was just sleeping peacefully, and then he had woke up and needed to get water.

Tubbitch had punched him lightly when Tommy asked if he could get him water, getting a 'no, fuck off, let me sleep dumbass.'

So now Tommy was stealthily creeping through the house.

He was a sneaky man, a very sneaky big man. The sneakiest of the sneakers, wait sneakers were shoes- ugh whatever! Point being, he was a sneaky stealthy large and also vast man. He could steal diamonds from a rich ass museum in France or something if he wanted to.

The women in France were said to be hot- ohhh God he was getting off topic again. Shit.

He brushed aside the thought of hot French girlbosses for a moment, and focused on the task at hand.

Water.

Mmhm. Yes, clear liquid. Shiny. Well no, not shiny. Ugh he hated being tired and not being able to think straight. This sucked.

He grabbed a cup out of the cupboard, a cat mug. Why Ranboob didn't have any normal glass cups was beyond him, but hey cute cat cups, is he right?

There was a meow behind him, and he turned around and saw the black cat, Enderchest.

The cat meowed at him, and almost gestured down the hallway. Wait what the FUCK, cats couldn't gesture?

Whatever.

Enderchest meowed at him again, batted at his feet, then looked at his socks.

Tommy could see the gears in the cats head whirring.

"Don't you fucking dare." He hissed under his breath.

The cat, being a cat and as those little shits never do anything you tell them unless its to eat their goddamn food, looked up at him briefly, then bit his toes.

He yelped, and felt his sock being ripped away by the small demon in the form of fluffy black fur.

"You little piece of shit-" He growled under his breath as his foot rested on Ranboob's cold ass floor. He chased after the cat, who had grabbed his sock, and was now sprinting down the hallway.

What did the cat want anyway? Tubbo had told him many times that his feet were absolutely horrendous smelling, which Tommy had objected to saying that his feet smelled manly.

Tubbo had disagreed and defenestrated him out the window of the abandoned hotel they had been staying in at the time.

The cat hadn't dropped his sock, and was racing towards the open window.

Fuck, shit, balls, and pussy. But mostly fuck and shit.

The cat then leapt through the window, landed on someone's flower bed, leapt onto a windowsill, manged to fall onto a parked car, then headed down an alley.

Fuck, Ranboo would kill him if he lost Enderchest. Well, not exactly. Ranboo seemed to sort to just curl up on the ground after searching everywhere for the cat, then crying.

And then Tubbo would take him to the top of Ranboo's apartment building, and defenestrate him.

So he jumped out the window, using his awesome and poggers as fuck dragon powers to fall slowly down.

He hits the sidewalk gently, and actually, he should take his other sock off and shove it in his pocket or something. He did not need to experience the horrors of a wet sock. He shuddered at the mere thought.