I'd call a cab. {a vigilante tommyinnit story}

Chapter 2 - hydrophobia

Trigger warnings: cursing, stabbing, drug mention, moderate to severe injuries.

ALSO IK I SAID ONE CHAPTER A DAY BUT I CANT RESIST POSTING ONE MORE 🤭🤭
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Tommy POV:
I watched as Wilbur's family got up to leave when finished, but Wilbur himself stayed behind. I was confused until he came to the counter and asked if it'd be cool to hang out with me until my shift ended, something about me being funny. (which of course I was, I'm THE Tommy Theseus Innit)

I don't think I'll forget the way Wilbur's face went from confusion straight to laughter when I responded; he looked fucking stupid.

"that's a bit weird champ Wilbur.. uh."
"Soot."
"Oh! Weird. Wilmbur scoot."

Silence, nerves (had I insulted this guy?), laughter and relief.

I smile to myself at the thought of that interaction while I enter the apartment, Tubbo just trailing behind me while ranboo was on his way to his second job. I can't believe that I managed to make a friend today.

"Well tubso," I begin, "today calls for a celebratory coke!"

I open the fridge and am met with KNIVES?! I get stabbed and look at Tubbo "king, it seems like rather then slaying, I've been slayed..." and then, I close my eyes as the life leaves my body.

Jkjk

I open the fridge and am met with an honestly depressing sight. It's empty aside from a bottle of mustard, a jar of pickles and a pack of hotdogs.

Sighing, I look around see that we surprisingly had bread as well. Looks like we are having a semi-proper meal tonight!

I pull out a pan and toss in 6 Hot Dogs (2 for each of us, I'll be putting ranboo's food aside for when he arrives home.) and get the bread put on some paper plates. After about 10 minutes I decide that the hotdogs are done and place them on the bread. Tucking the mustard bottle under my arm as I carried our plates.

"Order up!" I yelled, and saw Tubbo emerge from his room towards me.

"This looks good big man" tubbo says, as if he was shocked that I was the one behind the meal.

"Of course it does my bee loving friend." I say confidently.

We stand at the counter and eat, cracking jokes and talking about work. Tubbo remarked how he overheard the names of wilburs family, the blonde guy is phil and the pink haired guy is techno.

"Techno?" I asked, thinking I miss heard.

"Yeah, weird name, right?!" Tubbo said excitedly.

It was the dumbest name I had ever heard, and techno was not going to be living that down.

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Time skip to about 1am
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Ranboo POV:
Walking into the building, I look around carefully; no one was here. I teleported to a higher floor; still empty. I reached to my ear and pressed on the small disk that sat there,

"Ichor, the building seems to be clear."

"Keep an eye out Emit." Ichor retorted.

I always hated these particular kind of training sessions. They dragged on so late, and then I could barely function in work. Burnt fries, messy burgers, so on so forth.

While lost in thought I didn't even notice Spector approach me, and when I did and realized what Spector was doing it was to late to react.

I never told them about my hydrophobia.

The ice cold water hit my arms and the pain immediately set in. I screeched my panicked inhuman screech of pain while steam rose from my body.

This was going to leave a mark.