SBI oneshots

vigilante au (part 4)

im getting my ao3 account soon so ill continue writing the vigilante au on there if yall wanna follow the story cus i feel bad writing it all on this sbi oneshots book since its supposed to be different aus but instead im just focusing on one. yeah :D

hopefully i can post a different au later this week cus i have a cool idea i think :)

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Tommy tore one end of the envelope addressed to Theseus, Gadget, and Ender. A familiar print embedded into the wax, a simple smile.

"Open it quicker!" Tubbo whined behind him. Boy, he was curious.

Tommy pulled out the letter and unfolded it.

To Theseus, Gadget, and Ender. You are invited to a special dinner event. Please come in your respective vigilante gear and suits. If you do not participate, please remember that we are aware of where you live.

Yours truly, The Dream Team.

:)

The note was simple but threatening. The address, date, and time sprawled across the bottom. Ranboo grabbed the note from Tommy's hands and read it aloud. The event was exactly one week from that day.  

"How the hell does The Dream Team know where we live?" Tubbo glanced at Tommy.

"Why are you looking at me?!" Tommy shot, defensively. 

"Did you tell anyone where we live?" Tubbo crossed his arms, giving him a slight glare.

"As vigilantes? No! The only person who maybe figured it out could be Purpled but I don't think he's quite friends with the villains!" 

"Oh my god, Tommy you can be so stupid sometimes." Tubbo sighed, he rubbed his palms against his eyes.

"What?!" 

"Purpled's older brother is a part of The Dream Team!" Tubbo shouted frantically. 

"Oh." Tommy said sheepishly.

"I'm sorry for yelling big man. We need to talk to Purpled ASAP." Tubbo opened his phone to check the time before speaking again.

"Tommy, since you are well acquainted with Purpled, you'll go to the Underground today with Ranboo as Theseus." Tubbo said. Ranboo, who had half a piece of toast in their mouth, turned to look at the two boys. He grabbed the toast with one hand and opened his mouth to speak.

"I have work in 30 minutes, I can't go." Ranboo stated. Tommy's eyes lit up. He forgot, he still had a shift with Sam.

"Tommy, don't even think about it. I already called Sam. You're not going to work today." Tubbo looked up from his phone.

"What? Why?" Tommy gave the brown haired boy a confused look.

"Tommy. You were shot yesterday. I told Sam you were sick." Tubbo pressed a few buttons on his phone before putting it in his pocket.

"How do you even have Sam's number?" Tommy questioned.

"I used your phone," Tommy patted his pockets in search of his phone, "It's pretty easy when you've had the same password for 2 years." Tommy rolled his eyes.

Tubbo spoke out again, "I'll go with you to the Underground. I've moved my classes around so I'll just have extra to do tomorrow. C'mon go put your stuff on." He made moving motions. Tommy rushed into the bedroom and put on his black joggers, signature red hoodie and snapped his mask into place. He pulled his hood over his head, tightened his utility belt around his waist, and went back into the living room. Tubbo was already there. He wore his green button down and black jeans. His mask was styled as a gas mask and his hair flopped over his eyes. Usually he would wear it back in a ponytail but he looks a lot like his father who used to be a quite popular political figure and doesn't want the attention of it all placed on him so he hides his entire face. Ranboo waved them goodbye and they headed out through the window.