Masks.

Sugar?

Tommy was watching the local news with his roommates. MindEaser and Fireform were in another fight with DiamondEye. "This is their third fight this week! Just those three!" Tommy threw up his hands in frustration. "It's so stupid." Tommy groaned. Ranboo wasn't paying attention. He was playing with the stray cat Tubbo brought home. Tommy voted against it, but Tubbo hated the thought of the poor, injured at the time, hungry cat alone to fend for itself. Ranboo was a big sap and agreed, a clear 2v1. Tommy glared at Ranboo. "Your so attached to the cat." Tommy scowled. "It has a name, Yknow." Ranboo said, letting the cat try to climb his back. "His name is sugar." Rambo said. Tommy looked at the kitten. It's fur was a light golden color, with slightly darker stripes. It had white paws and a white underbelly. "How about crème brûlée ?" Tommy smirked.
"Are you mocking her?!" Ranboo asked, acting shocked.
"Wow, Tommy." Tubbo sighed, watching the TV.
"It's a NAME. You always gang up on me over the smallest stuff!" Tommy cried, annoyed. "I won't be surprised if your hiding some big secret from me." Tommy said, laying on the couch. Tubbo and Ranboo looked at eachother for a split second, then at him. "Whomp whomp." Tubbo smirked.
"WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" Tommy yelled.
"Don't yell, you'll scare sugar." Ranboo said softly.
"That thing should be called malnourished rat because we found it in that state!" Tommy argued.
"TOMMY!" Tubbo and Ranboo yelled in unison. Tommy glared at them. "I'm going to work early, since you want to gang up on me." Tommy scoffed, grabbing the apartment keys. "Uh, no." Tubbo got up, grabbing his arm. He pulled Tommy to the couch and shoved him down so he can sit on it, then plopped down bed to Tommy and put his arm around his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Tommy asked, annoyed.
"Showing you that we are such great friends."
"I didn't say you weren't."
"It was implied."
"No it wasn't!"
"Shut up and enjoy the news with me."
"Fine. But I really do have to get going soon." *Tommy sighed, leaning back.*
And they'd stayed like that, for a while. Ranboo enjoyed them, the kitten curling up on Tommy's lap. Tommy didn't notice he was late to his job until an alert popped on up Tubbos watch. "What's that?" Tommy asked. Tubbo covered the watch. "Nothing. By the way your late to your job so you should really get going."
"WHAT?!" Tommy nearly leapt off the couch, startling the kitten. He passed the kitten to Ranboo and grabbed his keys again, running out the front door.