Thats what the helmet looks like.
Tommy was ready and all set up to go to work, yeah he had to do a side job, after all the bills he had to pay for his car and evreything wherent free.
As tommy, in his uniform that was a servant one, whit shorts in a brown color that went just over his knees, and long socks that made sure he didnt showd any skin, whit a brown bluse and a black (i forgot what its called. Its what the servants wear so they dont spill anything on themself)
And a rule from the caffe itself, which was a sailor moon caffe, he had to wear this cappy whit cat ears and the moon symbol from the animie.Tommy was now at work, serving people there food and drinks, the best part of the job was that he got alot of tips, maby is not the best since its mostly from older men, wich made tommy unconfy wenn they left sexual comments, but to his luck there wherent many this time.
He was on break time at the moment, just sipping the cat moon coffe, a special coffe that is only served in the winter season.
Simce it was his favorite he could lucky make it all the time.And his break was over as soon as a group of men stumbled inside, talking not to loudly luckily.
Oh there was this ash guy, tommy was about to say hi but remeberd that he wasnt at a race.
As the group orderd the foods and drinks, tommy still couldnt see all the men, tommy got the list of what to bring and where. So tommy put down the coffe and started picking up the food as soon as the sheff was done,and brought it to the table, they only order 3 coffes and 2 plates of paistries, so tommy could bring it all at once.
He layed down the food letting the men take theres, and as tommy could get a good look on them he noticed who exactly they where.
Ash, james,charlie..and the worst. Wilbur.
"You really love this place dont you ash" charlie laughed, ash nodded.
Ash seems to like sailor moon, well cant blame him."Ah thank you, oh and heres your tip" wilbur said, as he handed the cash for the food and drinks, making sure to put 20 dollers extra in for tommy.
"Oh uh, sorry wi- sir. We have a policy to not be allowd more then 5£ as a tip" tommy sad; sad he couldnt accept the money.
"Wait whys that?" Wilbur asked confused.
"Our sheff, he dosent wants us getting lots of money. Said that ppl that cant afford getting a better job dont deserve more" tommy said, leaving a bit of his haterid out.
"Oh, welp im not planning on telling him, you?" Wilbur said as he winked whit his eye.
Tommy smiled, "nope" tommy said as he went back and put the money back in the register, putting the tip in his pocket.
"Hey you know the kid" wilbur asked ash.
"Well i see him somthimes work here but havent really talked yk" ash wisperd.
"Well you dont really enjoy talking anyways.." charlie commented.
"I feel bad for the kid, probly has a hard time here whit a shit boss and low paying job, i question why he even has to work, he looks quite young" wilbur said, worried."Well maby he wants to make extra money? Or he has evil evil parents that make him work at a cat caffe!" James said, making some spooky voice.
"Yeah maby. I still feel bad" wilbur said as he looked over to the kid, as he saw that the kid was just serving a few ohter men, that where laughing.
"Also these shit uniforms, i hope that they change them soon" wilbur siad quitly.
"Hm i agree" the charls said, the rest also agreeing.
"The kid prob gets sexulised, i mean at this point evreyone gets sexulised as long as you step a foot out on the world but yall know how alone wearing cat ears can sexulise you, ppl these days irritate me" wilbur said now disccusing about misogyny and sexisim, and sexulasition.
"pardon but i have to tell you to leave sir.." the voice said to a few men, clearly drunk.
"Aw common cat! Sit on my lap, and i'll give you some extra money! You probly need it anyways" the man laughed, his friends too. They stink of alcohole and cigarettes to the point where wilbur had to cover his nose whit his hand. Even tho he barly can smell nor taste.
"Sir, please lea-Ay!" Tommy yelped as the man stood up and grabbed his wrist.
"Ive been nice, whats up whit young folks these days! Cant even respect there elders now huh! Maby i gotta teach you a lesson!" The drunken man said as he raised his hand, ready to slap the boy.
As tommy made a motion, a familiar motion to wilbhr...he just cant tell from where again..uh, well tommy tried to protect his face by bringing up his arms and looking away,but before the man could slap tommy anyways- wilbur was alredy there grabbing the man by his arm and pulling him away, punching him right into the stomach which made the man fall onto the floor crulling into himself in pain.
Wilbur turned towrds to ash telling him to call the police, he turned to tommy asking if he was alright. Tommy, still in an trance, tho, nodded, and wisperd a small thanks.
But as soon as the cops where there tommys boss called him over to go whit him to the back. So tommy did.
And when tommy did, he went out of the back a few seconds later, in normal clothes, whit his last lone from this job and a tear sliding down his face wilbur knew the kid had just probly lost his job.He tried to follkw the kid, leaving his band behind.
"Hey kid!"
"Am not a kid!"
The kid said, wilbur just chuckeld.
"Hey, im sorry for what happend." Tommy turned around after wilbur said these words."It wasnt you foult, it was mine i shoukd have just-"
"What? Do what the man would have told you? Get assulted just to keep your job?" -W
"This job is importang for me whitout it i cant do rac- what i enjoy..anymore" tommy mutterd.
"Im sorry, im sure there ppl that will hire you..here" wilbur took out a small pice of paper and wrote somthing down.
"My number. If your in a though spot just call me yeah? Or text me. Whatever you like best." Wilbhr said handing tommy the small paper.
"I wouldnt be abke to accept your momey, your a strangwr and i-"
-T"Just see me as an older brother then, brothers help there little brothers after all right? So if you need me, just call or text me" wilbur said,patting tommy on the had twice before ruffling it.
"Alright...'brother'" tommy said, mocking the last word.
"No problem little brother" wilbur smirked.
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FanfictionTommy, a normal 17 year old. He has good grades, some friends, an hobby and a home- well screw that. Tommy's parents sadly passed away after a plain crash. Since then tommy had to live on the streets, still going to school to be able to get a good j...