~ Asylum ~

Chapter Two: Best Friend Shenanigans

Pre-Chapter Notes:

Dak0ta: i AiN't NeVaH sEeN tWo pReTtY bEsT fRiEnDs- haha I'm lying. Tommy and Tubbo :>

Donut: So, this is gonna have their relationships written differently than it is in real life. You might get some Tommy-Wilbur family instances later, but really, in this book, Tommy is written as an outcast. Sorry!

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Tubbo had been around for merely a week, yet it seemed as though he'd lived there his whole life. The brunette easily fell into banter with the other residents of the institution. Tommy supposed that Tubbo was simply just a friendly kid; he radiated an innocent, pure aura.

Tubbo had stuck by Tommy's side the entire week, declaring the two as best friends. Tommy didn't mind, despite the amounts of annoyance he put on display. At the end of the day, when the two would smile at each other in bed, they both knew it was always just a joke. In all honesty, Tommy was much more clingy than Tubbo, but no one really needed to know that. Their life had easily fallen into a routine of the two going on mini-adventures, sneaking around, with some other things such as enhancement training sprinkled in between.

Tubbo had burrowed his way under the wire into Tommy's heart, making a home for himself. They had forged an unbreakable bond, and it felt good to be able to rant about things he did with Tubbo instead of just listening to Bad rant about Skeppy, or Dream rambling about George. He finally felt accepted, for the first time in his life, he felt like he had somebody. It was the best feeling in the world.

"Tommy!"

Tommy turned around to greet his best friend. He had a best friend now! He wasn't alone now! Suck it, Wilbur.

"Hey, Tubbo," he grinned, "What's up?"

"Our flowers!" Tubbo excitedly grabbed his arm, dragging him to the facility's garden, "There's a bee! C'mon, quickly, before it flies away!"

Tommy allowed himself to get pulled through the facility to the outdoor gardens that had been arranged for them. Before meeting Tubbo, Tommy had rarely allowed himself to go outside, but Tubbo seemed to have a habit of breaking any former boundaries Tommy had set for himself.

The garden was simple enough. The entire thing was a large acre of grass, and there was a field of trees on the right side, leading into a 'forest' that Tubbo and Tommy liked to play around in. There was a large field that went out as far as the eye could see (although there was an end, and it was bordered off by a large wall), and on the left side, across from the trees were patches of flowers that Tubbo had planted in hopes of finding some bees to show Tommy. The garden was encased by large walls, going up as far as Tommy could see. It almost seemed as though it was a reminder that the outside world could truly never love them.

Was he really that unlovable? Was Tubbo truly that unlovable? Tommy pondered the idea. Tubbo was lighthearted and fun, accepting and kind. He had a strange obsession with bees, but surely that wasn't enough for everyone to turn on him. Not unless bees were some evil pests planning to take over the world, and from what he'd read in books, it didn't seem as though humans feared or hated them all that much.

"Tommy, look!"

Tommy was snapped out of his thoughts by his friend's cheerful voice, as he pointed to where a small yellow and black insect was flying around a pink tulip. Tommy raised an eyebrow as Tubbo leaned closer to the bee. He reached out to touch it, seemingly mesmerized, and that's when Tommy decided Tubbo was getting a bit too comfortable with the bee for his comfort.

"Wow, Tubbo," he said, placing a hand on Tubbo's shoulder, "It's really cool. But let's head inside now, yeah?"

Tubbo lowered his hand as he pouted at Tommy. He let out a sigh of relief.