What happened to you?

Chapter 8

Tommy ate his dinner slowly, not paying attention to the rest of his family sitting around his table. He quietly just played with the food on his plate, one of Techno's favourites. Phil, Techno and Wilbur were talking around him, not seeming to notice the quiet child in front of them.

They were talking about some music that Wilbur had made, some jewelry that Techno had made, some things Phil had built, so on and so fourth. Eventually Tommy stood up, pushing in his chair and walking to the front door.

"Tommy? Where are you going?" Techno had asked, not noticing the slight shaking that came from Tommy's shoulders.

"Just for a walk. I'll be back later. I'll message you." Tommy muttered, putting on Wilbur's fluffy sweater and walking out of the door. Tommy used a few ender pearls to get to the portal faster.

Tommy wandered through, shoulders shaking as he let down a few tears. He grabbed a cigarette, lighting it from a small flame on the netherack. A piglin looked at him questioningly, most of the piglins in the area knowing of Tommy from Techno. Tommy shrugged at them, continuing down the path.

Tommy tried to remember the pathways to the spawn, walking there slowly as to enjoy the heat after being in the arctic. Tommy wandered through a portal, appearing in Las Nevadas. Tommy walked over to the road, making his way through Las Nevadas to the needle, making his way into it and nodding at the few workers cleaning up the place. Tommy walked up to top of the needle, where Quackity left his office and meeting room at. He walked over to the doors, walking through them and leaning on the glass of the overlook.

Tommy sighed, stretching over the glass while he looked out at the man made dessert, the wind making his braid jingle with the movement of his hair.

"Tommy?" Tommy turned around to come face to face with Quackity. "What are you doing here unannounced? Isn't it dinner time for you?" He asked, holding into to Tommy's shoulders.

"I wasn't hungry, bossman. I just came to visit you, I can leave now if you wanted." Quackity quickly shook his head, holding Tommy in place.

"El cariño, you don't have to leave." Quackity had tucked a strand of Tommy's hair behind his ear. "I'm just worried about you. Do you want something to eat?" He asked, leaning into the conversation, looking Tommy over for any injuries as he placed a hand in his cheek.

"I..." How would Phil, Techno or Wilbur react if Tommy ate someone else's food? And why did it matter so much to Tommy? "I would love some of your food, Quackity."

Quackity nodded, yelling in Spanish behind him as a few of the workers rushed off. Quackity lead Tommy into his lounge, sitting him down and making him a mixed cocktail with non alcoholic components. He handed it to Tommy, who took a sip and hummed at the taste. Who knew that Quackity was so good at making mock tails?

"You like it?" Tommy nodded, "I'm glad you do. What are you doing all the way out here in Las Nevadas?" He asked, sitting next to Tommy and rubbing his back slightly.

"I was going to visit you soon anyways, I'm just glad I decided it was today when you weren't so busy. I've been meaning to thank you for the pain medication before, so thank you Quackity." Tommy stated, leaning his head on Quackity's shoulder.

"Of course, Toms. If you need anything, I'll always get it for you." He took off his beanie, sinking into the comfortable roundabout couch.

Tommy decided to put Phil's lessons to a test, chirping at Quackity once he settled down next to the older. Quackity's eyes widened as he stared down at Tommy, who was happily sipping at his drink.

"Was that you?" He asked, wrapping the arm that was rubbing his back around his waist.

"Yeah big Q. I learned how to chirp." Tommy mumbled, mixing the drink with his straw.