“TOBY!! MARK!!” Toby and Mark ran as fast as they could to Tommy's room.
“What ha-” Toby didn’t even get to finish his sentence.
“I’m so scared… My powers have been going batshit crazy ever since we ran into mr fuckface.” Tommy hissed, continuously shifting between human and raccoon, every now and again being human with raccoon features and vice versa.
“Good lord..” Mark walked closer. “And you can’t control it?”
“Oh yeah no perfectly controllable. I'm absolutely choosing to be in this much pain. NO IT’S NOT FUCKING CONTROLLABLE YOU DUMBASS!!!” Tommy yelled.
“Do you think the villain used whatever was in that syringe on Tommy?” Toby asked, turning to Mark.
“There’s a chance. But we still have no clue what was in that thing.” Mark replied.
“Syringe? What? What are you two on about?” Tommy asked.
“I ran into the villain yesterday. I saw a glimpse of them. Really only their, oddly mesmerizing, glowing eyes. They did try to inject me with something.” Toby turned to Mark again. “Did you figure out what was in that syringe?”
“Oh! I uh… I lost it..” Mark said nervously.
“You lost evidence? You fucking- AGH SHIT OW-!” Tommy curled up, a look of severe pain on his face. Mark got up, running to grab something, then coming back with some painkillers, handing them to Tommy.
“Toby, could you get some water for him?” Mark asked.
“On it.” Toby ran off.
“Painkillers won’t do shit.” Tommy spat.
“I know. I’m a medical student. Did you think I wouldn’t know?” Mark pulled something out of their pocket.
“What’s-” Tommy didn’t even get to finish before he was pricked, something being injected into his arm. “WHAT THE-”
“Shh. I know what I’m doing. That should help.” Mark put the syringe away. “Toby would have doubted it, which is why I had him get water. Also the possible side effects.”
“The possible-” Tommy, yet again, was interrupted. This time, it was by an overwhelming sense of dizziness.Toby ran back in with a water bottle, handing it to Tommy. “Mark, your fridge is so confusing.”
“I’m sorry..?” Mark replied. Tommy chugged the water, laying back down.
“Is he okay?” Toby asked, sounding a bit worried.
“More symptoms of whatever he was injected with. I used a little something I had on hand to help, and one of the side effects is dizziness.” Mark replied.
“You used something random on him?!? Are you crazy?!” Toby shouted.
“Toby, I know what I'm doing. I promise. He's in safe hands.” Mark reassured. Toby sighed, then hesitantly nodded.
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Enemies With The Shadows
FanfictionDSMP, Beeboo, bench trio, manipulation, fighting, drugs, syringes, brainwashing