TW's: cursing, injury's, minor character death, puking and yelling.
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"Tommy..?"Without turning around I recognize ranboo's voice. Was he home early or was I late? I didn't think that I was out for that long, but blood loss was making everything seem so.. slowed down.
"Tommy, are you okay?" He asks, walking closer and putting a hand on my shoulder.
"I'm alright big man." I say, my voice betraying me by shaking.
"Tommy, what happened? If you're upset you can always talk to us." Ranboo said, not yet realizing I was in pain and not upset. He turned me around and when he saw my state he took a few steps back.
I had now torn up bullet wound, dried blood coated my forehead, chin and mouth and, though it was hidden by my shirt, my chest was starting to bruise.
"TOMMY WHAT HAPPENED?!" Ranboo yelled.
"It's fine big man! Honestly- this isn't the worse it's gotten-" I paused, realizing what I said, and saw the look of horror on ranboo's face grow.
"Tommy you have to tell me who did this to you. I know people who can help you and.." ranboo just stopped talking, looking to the ground.
"Ranboo, it's fine. I promise. I just have to bandage this and have a shower and I'll be okay." I turn back to the counter and grab some bandages.
"You can't just come home looking like this and expect me to not ask questions and worry, Tommy." Ranboo said, sounding a lot like an annoying older brother at this point.
I went to protest more, but notice my vision fading to a pin hole. By now I had bandages on my hand and the bleeding had slowed to the point where it was almost stopped.
"Tommy," ranboo spoke again, "If you don't tell me what's happened I'll go get Tubbo out here as well."
I spun around; the last thing I needed was for both of my friends to be suspicious of me.
"I.." I paused for a minute to think of an excuse, "I got mugged. Wrong place wrong time."
Ranboo gave me a skeptical glare as he saw my wallet on the counter next to me, "they didn't take your cash?"
"I didn't have my wallet on me." I was starting to feel proud of how well I was able to play this off until ranboo asked the one question I couldn't answer;
"Why were you even out this late?"
I froze. I had no reason; we had groceries, it's not like I can say I needed air as Tubbo would deny having fought with me. I was stuck. I cant have them finding out about my 'hobbie.' If they didn't turn me in then they would certainly get me to stop themselves.
"Tommy. Why were you out?" He repeats.
"JESUS RANBOO STOP. YOURE NOT MY FAMILY STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE IT." I screamed as a response, instantly regretting it at the look on ranboo's face.
"Ranboo- I'm sorry. I didn't mean-""Don't Tommy. Just get some sleep. I'll call into work for you, you can't go in this condition." He said coldly before leaving for his room.
I make my way over to the couch and lay down as comfortably as I can. Tonight has been shit. I had to be more careful when it came to vigilantism from now on, or at least more quiet when treating wounds.
Techno POV:
Phil flew back down to us and explained how Theseus had gotten away. Again. We all knew that this meant we would have to start actually using our powers to incapacitate the vigilantes.When we got home Will went to his room to fill out the report for the five robbers as he was technically the only one involved. (me and phill only having to sign something saying that the events went down the way Will said.) We had all agreed to that we wouldn't mention seeing the vigilante tonight as Schlatt was already pissed as is.
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I'd call a cab. {a vigilante tommyinnit story}
Fanfiction❗️marked mature for violence❗️ Running along roof tops, avoiding the hero trilogy and beating the shit out of some bad guys? Tommy Theseus Innit was living the life, and his partner in crime, Bombshell, would have to agree. Wilbur, Technoblade and...