TW(s): Exile
Others: Brief mentions of Dream
Little Tommy (5)
Small mention: Tommy is nonverbal in this and Ghostbur doesn't know that Tommy is regressed,, but knows smth is off
It was just another day in exile. Another day of Tommy's stuff getting blown up. Tommy was getting sick and tired of this. He hated this.
Dream said he was going to be gone for a while, Tommy could finally just regress and relax a bit. He hadn't been able to regress for a while. Suddenly he heard the Nether portal.
Dream wasn't supposed to be back for a while. A week or two at most. He went out to look who it was and he saw Ghostbur..? "Tommy?" Ghostbur said.
Tommy smiled and wobbled over to the ghost.
"Oh Tommy, you don't look so good! Are you ok?" Ghostbur said, hugging Tommy. Tommy usually went nonverbal when he regressed and didn't know what to do. He started to get worked up and Ghostbur noticed the boy's panic. "Oh it's ok if you can't answer! You want some blue Tommy?"
Tommy smiled and squealed happily. Ghostbur happily handed Tommy a pile of blue. Ghostbur's hands and sweater were stained from the dye, but he didn't mind. Tommy smiled happily.
"Do you like the blue Tommy?" Ghostbur asked him. Tommy nodded and babbled happily. Ghostbur smiled and picked up Tommy. "You're so silly!" Ghostbur smiled. Tommy squealed happily.
Ghostbur sat the boy down and pat his head. "I should probably get going now! Bye Tommy!" Ghostbur said, going to leave. He felt a tug at his sleeve and looked at Tommy who was vigorously shaking his head.
"Do you.. not want me to leave..?" Ghostbur asked. Tommy nodded. "Ok then.. What do you wanna do?" He asked. Tommy brought Ghostbur to his tent and showed him some cool things he had gotten.
Ghostbur was shown some iron, armor, and cool things he had crafted. "That's neat Tommy!" Ghostbur exclaimed.
Tommy finally finished showing Ghostbur things and wanted to play. He got two plushies out from under his bed and showed Ghostbur, moving them up and down. "Do you wanna play?" Ghostbur asked the boy. Tommy nodded and giggled. "Ok then!" Ghostbur said, taking the one plush.
It was a duck Tommy had named Quackums. It was yellow and a decent size. Tommy had a cow plush he named Henry after his cow. He had crocheted it himself.
The two played for a little, pretending the two plushies were on a magical quest. After some time Tommy started to get sleepy. His movements began to slow and he blinked longer.
"Are you getting tired Tommy? I can leave you to sleep!" Ghostbur said softly. Tommy shook his head and tugged on Ghostbur's sleeve. "Tommy I think you should sleep!" Ghostbur stated. Tommy yawned but shook his head.
Ghostbur chuckled and picked up the boy, sitting on his bed and placing the boy down in his lap. "Go to sleep Tommy! You'll feel better once you get some rest!" The ghost reasoned. Tommy whined but Ghostbur just rocked him back and forth, which pushed Tommy over the brink and he fell asleep.
The ghost smiled and just sat there with the boy, eventually getting up and tidying Tommy's tent a little. He did have to leave though so he left a note and was on his way.
A/N: sorry it's short j ran out of ideas whoopsie,, gonna work on another one which should be out today!
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Fanfictionthis is completely SFW and platonic!! (only has mature rating bc of ED/SH/suicide refrences) if you do not know what age regression or pet regression is, the simplest way to explain it is a healthy coping mechanism where someone reverts back to a yo...
