TommyInnit texting

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust -Queen

I officially love bubble braids, they look so pretty! Also, I just realized that having bluetooth on and your chromebook brightness at full makes the battery drain 5 times faster, at least. XD.

Tw: Mention of panic attack

------------------------------Confessions?????-----------------------

It was, according to the digital clock glowing bright red on the desk next to Tommy's monitor, 1 a.m. However, that didn't stop the determined Brit from calling his confidant.

Pleasepickup,pleasepickup,pleaseeeeeeepickuppppppppppp... (Please pick up, please pick up, pleeeeeeeeeeaseeeee pick uppppppp.) Tommy thought while the Discord call rang through his headphones. He was too overwhelmed by thoughts to sleep and needed to talk to someone.

Meanwhile, not even twenty feet feet away, Penny was having a similar problem. She couldn't sleep; her head was full of thoughts and she wondered how she wasn't having a panic attack right now. She'd had a few in the past, but she'd learnt to handle them. 

She decided to Discord call one of the only people she'd friended other than Tommy. She knew it was late, but she also knew that this boy had a messed up sleep scheduel, so he'd most likely be awake.

Funnily enough, both confidants answered the calls at the same time.

"TUBBOINEEDYOURHELPICAN'TSLEEPUNTILITELLYOUIT'SKILLINGME!" (Tubbo, I need your help I can't sleep until I tell you, it's killing me!)

Both Tommy and Penny said the same thing, but to different people. Tubbo was Penny's best friend after Tommy, and Wilbur was practically a brother to Tommy. Tubbo, who'd already been awake and editing a video, was merely confused while poor Wilbur, who'd been sleeping, was tired and confused.

"Okay, listen Tommy, I'm gonna need you to say that all again and slowly this time." Wilbur drawled while laying his head on his desk knowing this call was gonna be a long one. Tommy did. Tubbo, who was used to fast and hard-to-understand speech, simply asked "What is it?"

"Okay, so, hear me out-"

"Ok, this might sound crazy but-"

(When your cat walks across your keyboard and deletes part of your story.)

"I think I like Penny (Tommy.)!" (They both said the same thing at the same time but said opposite person, hence the parenthesis.)

Wilbur chuckled and Tubbo smiled. Both now glad they'd been interrupted, and Wilbur now wide-awake.

--------------------------Tommy pov, third person-------------------------

"What makes you say that, young Jedi?" Wilbur teased. 

"Shut it, Wilbur, this is serious. I could always go to Tubbo-" Tommy was interrupted by a loud "NO!" from Wilbur's end.

"I won't go to Tubbo if you promise to NOT TEASE ME!" Tommy chided.

"Fine, fine, I won't. Now, what makes you say that?" Wilbur repeated.

"Well, I can't sleep because I've been thinking about her and my mind's all cloudy and I can't have a single dream without her in it anymore and I miss her even though she's right next door and her stupid, beautiful face is stuck in my head and-" he stopped to take a breath, but Wilbur took the pause as an opportunity to speak.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You'd better stop talking before you suffocate yourself." 

"But what do I do, Wilbur, I have to sleep sometime or i'll fucking die." Tommy mused.

"Melatonin?" Wilbur suggested sheepishly.

"very helpful, thanks." Tommy deadpanned.

"Well, it's not like I can turn off your brain for you. Not like it's ever on anyways." Wilbur teased.

Fortunately, Tommy didn't leave the call to talk to Tubbo as threatened. In fact, he hadn't even heard him. He was too busy looking out the window, entranced by the way Penny looked in the moonlight, as she walked around her backyard, ranting to Tubbo on her phone about him. (Though Tommy didn't know that last part.)

(Random A/N: Cancer by Chemical Romance is a fucking depressing song, but made me think of Techonoblade 07 to the kinggggggg.)

"Yeah, yeah, you're right Wilbur, I should probably just suck it up and take melatonin. Great talk, thanks, byeee!" Tommy was in a rush to end the call so he could talk to Penny. So much of a rush, that he forgot to end the call. Wilbur faintly heard him call out to Penny from his window.

"That boy is too fucking whipped for his own good." Wilbur sighed, ending the call and going back to bed.

---------------------------------Penny pov-----------------------

"Why do you think you like him, Penny?" Tubbo asked. Although it had already become painfully obvious that they both liked each other, he still wanted geniune reasons.

"Well, I can't sleep because his stupid, pretty face is in my head all the fucking time, and I haven't had a dream without him in it in months, and his dumbass laugh echoes in my mind because I like it so much and I just hate it! I'm so fucking tired from not sleeping it's ridiculous. Why does my mind have to be like this!" Penny ranted. She was sleep-deprived and shared more than she would have liked but, oh well.

To help clear her thoughts, she climbed out her window and paced the backyard while talking.

"Wait, first of all, how the hell did you manage to insult yet compliment him at the same time??" Tubbo asked, impressed, "And, second, I can't really help muh with the whole not being able to sleep thing, sorry, but it might help to either tell him how you feel or  give little hints to help him figure out that you like him?"

"Such as...?" Penny asked.

"Be more touchy-feely like with hugs and shit, and I would say flirt but you already do that." Tubbo teased.

'"I DO NOT FLIRT WITH HIM!" Penny yelled. 

"Suuuuure." Tubbo deadpanned.

Penny was about to reply when she noticed a certain ocean-eyed teen climbing out how window and jogging up to her.

"I'mgonnahaftago,byetubboandthanks!" She quickly muttered before hanging up. (I'm gonna hafta go, bye Tubbo and thanks!)

She hung up the phone just as the blonde came over to her. 

"Hey, what're you doing up this late?" Penny asked quietly. She couldn't look him in the eye for fear of never sleeping again. 

"Can't sleep." To!my grinned.

"Me neither. Hey, let's go to the 7/11 down the street and get candy and shit, I'm starving." Penny suggested.

Tommy, who was willing to go almost anywhere with her, simply nodded.

"And I'm fucking paying so don't even start with that shit." Penny said, though her voice was growing fainter as the pair was walking away.

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A/N: Thoughts on this chapter???

Also, I'm gonna copy what someone else did because I thought it was cool, so there will now be Questions Of The Day, or QOTD. Props to the author for the idea!

QOTD: Least-favorite holiday and reasoning?

Word count: 1080