"What did that guy do to him?" Asked Phil

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-Tommy's POV-

After they worked on his stab wound, he had put his wings around himself to keep himself shielded from the world. His gray ears twitched with the slightest sound in the house as he remained hyper-aware.

'This is only safety precautions... Yeah, that's it.' Tommy thought to himself.

"Mate, what happened back there?" The blond man asked.

Tommy made no answer slide out of his lips. He stayed silent.

The brunette headed man entered the room. "Hey, kid, take the food." He seemed to have decent food in hand. Maybe an apple. Tommy wasn't sure as to what it was, but he could figure that out later. He hesitantly took the food, looking around it for any kind of injected serum. He had to stay cautious. No matter what.

"There's nothing in it. Don't worry. It's just a banana." The Pinkie pie ripoff said. 'A banana- banana...?' Tommy thought.

He nodded and let out a small 'oh'. He then ate it with slight hesitation. His eyes lit up. "This is so good!" He practically screamed. He didn't mean to. "Oh, I'm so so so sorry." He added in a whisper.

"It's fine, no worries." The brunette replied to him.

"So, what's your name?" The blond asked Tommy.

He mumbled incoherently (totally the right word.) 'Tommy...'

"Speak up, pipsqueak" The Pinkie said.

"Tom- Tommy. My name is Tommy." He muttered.

"Well, I'm Philza, call me Phil." The blond said. "That's Techno, and that's Wilbur." He pointed to the tall boys.

"Nice to meet you." Tommy mumbled.

Tommy knew not to trust them, so he kept his guard up, wings curling into himself defensively.

Wilbur watched as he increasingly got more tense. He looked at Phil and Techno with a look that said 'leave right now'.

The two quickly left the room and went into the kitchen, leaving the two alone in the living room.

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-Techno n Phil's POV-


"What did that guy do to him?" Phil asked.

"Dunno, some thing bad probably." Techno shrugged.



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TBC, idk where this is going, I'll defo use you're idea next chap. Dw, Sir reader.

Word count: 342 words.

Very lazy, many edits done. RIP perfect word counts :(

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