𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒, 𝐭.𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬

20. never again

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WARNINGS: none,
third person again !! this is based
off of tommy's alton towers vlog,
      just imagine it in january of this yr!   :).

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without thinking, valerie agreed to being in another 'tom simons' vlog. she claimed to hate what they did when filming together, but deep down she did love it and have a lot of fun. for once, she was aware of what they were doing, but that doesn't mean she was happy about it. the vlog was simply that tommy, valerie, phil and wilbur were going to go to alton towers, the catch being that both tommy and valerie shared a pure fear and hatred of 'scary' rides.

by scary, the rides the two would class as scary were rides that a five year old would have no problem going on. she hated herself for agreeing, but she knew it was going to be fun nevertheless.

valerie was wearing one of her simple outfits, wearing leggings with a blue hoodie, 'tommyinnit' stitched against the chest. like most days, she paired the outfit with white converse, tying them tightly to her feet. tommy wore a 'shlatt&co' shirt with jeans.

the train ride was long and exhausting to put it lightly, the second they sat down tommy immediately resting his head on valerie's shoulder and falling asleep whilst the others mocked him. valerie was content, reading her book whilst phil and wilbur had a conversation which valerie considered boring.

they arrived, making their way to the theme park. valerie had been to alton towers before now with her parents and some of her cousins, though she didn't do much, the fear of rides getting to her. though, she didn't have much choice this time, as the whole thing was being recorded and if she was honestly terrified of a ride she'd probably get ridiculed by the entirety of tommy's viewers.

"this is the part we haven't told you." wilbur laughed, tommy and valerie immediately sharing a look. "we asked the viewers which ride is the best, and they all want you to go on the smiler."

"ha ha, funny, no." valerie immediately shut the idea down, tommy nodding with agreement.

"we'll let you build up to it, and if you both really don't want to do it, you don't have to." phil suggested, and the rest of them agreed to the idea.

first, they decided on going on 'the blade', phil stayed back whilst wil, valerie and tommy got on, the two boys forcing valerie into the middle.

"get fucked." valerie murmured the second the ride started to rise, tommy facing the camera on her. "tommy, for the love of god-FUCK YOU."

the three let out a loud screech as the ride rose higher than they anticipated, a random mother laughing at the trio as her what looked to be seven year old stayed quiet.

"I LOVE THAT RIDE! can we go again?" the child spoke to their mother once the ride had stopped.

"why is that kid fucking fearless?" valerie asked rhetorically, tommy and wilbur letting out a laugh.

after a few rides, they found themselves taking a miniature break, tommy and valerie situating themselves on a patch of grass whilst wilbur and phil spoke youtube. plotting something annoying, valerie and tommy reached forwards. valerie took wilbur's shoelace between her fingers, pulling them apart whilst tommy mirrored her actions – only with phil.

"you two are both annoying and literal children." wilbur groaned, leaning down to tie his shoelace.

"you are so annoying." phil laughed and agreed, also tying his own shoelace.

"philll," tommy dragged his name out, the two of them standing up.

"what?"

"can we get candy floss?" tommy asked.

"please, please!" valerie pleaded, the two acting like phil's begging young children.

"no," phil shook his head, wilbur walking away into the shop. "you're both energetic as it is, you don't need it and you'll literally be sick, we're about to go on crazier rides and–"

"tom, val!" wilbur cut phil off, trotting over with multiple buckets of candy floss in his arms, dropping a couple on the way.

valerie and tommy let out a yelp of victory, phil sighing and shaking his head. the two of them ran at a rapid pace towards wilbur, taking a few boxes each before returning to that same patch of grass they earlier found themself sat on.

"look, phil, i shut them up." wilbur grinned proudly, panning the recording phone to the two eighteen year olds who looked more than content with stuffing their faces with pure sugar.

"never again." phil promised himself, chuckling. "they're too energetic together, wil, i can't cope with it."

"i can hear you, dickhead." valerie spat jokingly, continuing to eat some. "do you want some, big man?"

lifting a full piece of cotton candy from the bucket, she lifted it up towards phil.

"no, no, i'm alright, thank you valerie."

"boring man, this is why you're nearly a pensioner." she whispered under her breath at a volume only tommy could hear, causing him to burst out into laughter.

"don't bully dadza, gosh, val."

"i'm sorry, father minecraft, please, do forgive me for my sins."

"tell kristin we're never having kids." phil complained, speaking to the camera.