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"Found anything?"
Tommy sighed, shaking his head as he looked around, a baseball-sized nearly transparent red cube in his hand. It glowed softly in his palm, the glow was dim unfortunately. "Nope. Looks like it's a quiet night on my end Big T." He said, the cube disappearing in a small burst of red sparks before reforming into a silver bracelet around his wrist. "What about you Ranboob?"
He grinned and snickered at the exasperated sigh that came from the modified bluetooth headset of his ear. "No Toms. Nothing on my end either, should we wrap things up and head home?" Tommy shifted from his seat, looking up at the night sky, barely feeling the freezing wind despite how high he was. It would take a lot more than that to make him feel cold. The sky looked nice, even with the clouds floating about and blocking some stars.
"Maybe. I kinda want to just stay here for a bit." The blond admitted, leaning back against the pole, crossing his arms behind his head, leaning against the metal behind him and enjoying the cool night breeze. "Enjoy the night, y'know?"
"You just don't want to head back because you haven't done your homework yet." Ranboo accused through the headphones and Tommy gasps.
"How dare you make such an untrue ACCUSATION-" The blond shouts through grinning teeth only to be interrupted by Tubbo's frantic voice.
"Code O! Code O! He's just crossed our territory at the southern part of the city-" Immediately Tommy jumped off the radio tower.
"I'm fucking on it! I'm gonna crush that motherfucker to bits and burn the rest to ash!"
Wind whipped past him as he fell, his bracelet glowed red, it flashed as his clothes shifted at his will.
Motherfucker thought he could just stroll into their territory and not get smashed to bits by Tommy? That asshole had another thing coming Tommy promised that.
Well if it isn't my favorite human. Come to destroy me again? Don't you get tired over destroying my copies? It makes no difference to me.
"Yeah well it's actually very satisfying to do so fuck you you circular piece of shit!"
You're not even going to ask why I'm here?"
"As if you'd actually answer me!"
I could you know.
"With the fucking whole truth you asshole!"
But I could.
"You expect me to believe you? HAH! Fat chance! Get fucked Ohne bitch!"
But Toms, I wanted to tell you so-
Pyrkagiá.
Tubbo gave Tommy a grimacing look as he, Tommy and Ranboo stood on the roof of the tallest abandoned building within the city. "Do you think we should've listened just a bit to what he wanted to say?" He asked hesitantly, thinking back to what Tommy reported to him.
"Bah- it was probably the usual fucking bullshit Tubs don't worry about it!" Tommy waved off, feeling relaxed as he had just destroyed a copy of one of the things he's hated the most. The one thing he utterly despised with all his being. Sure it may have been a copy and Tommy was always lowkey pissed at that fact but the fact he still destroyed it, left it nothing but ash-
It was a good feeling.
Both Ranboo and Tubbo looked at him unsurely and he huffed, "Aw c'mon guys! As if that thing would have actually told us the truth or whatever why he was in our territory." A bitter smile crossed his lips as memories flashed by. His friends' look softened, knowing just what was crossing his mind with that distant, complicated look he had on his face. Ranboo especially.
Trust me Tommy, this is for your own good :)
"What matters now, is that he's been destroyed and is fucking out of our territory. It didn't feel like he contracted anyone. Tubbo?"
Tubbo sighed, "Alright alright..." He took out his laptop out of his inventory, summoning his green translucent cube and placing it on the device. He sat down on the ground, typing into the laptop while both Ranboo and Tommy shuffled over to watch him work. A map of the city came up, along it, the pathway of Ohne was retraced. "With how fast he'd been going, no it really doesn't look like he contracted anyone. Looks like he was just heading to you Toms."
Tommy made a disgusted look on his face, overplaying his reaction to hide the gutwrenching anger and lingering traces of fear. "Goddamn obsessive asshole."
"Well, aside from that, at least it was a peaceful night. No mobs, no Mvms. That means we can go home and either sleep or work on our homework." Ranboo commented, smiling underneath his facemask at Tommy's splutter and Tubbo's laughter. Ranboo perked and snickered before jumping away from Tommy's playful swipe.
"Come back here you shithead!"
Tubbo rolled his eyes fondly as Tommy chased after the now running Ranboo, both of them jumping off the abandoned roof. "OI! WAIT FOR ME!" He shouted after them, picking up his laptop and throwing it into his inventory before sprinting after his best friends.
Ranboo seemed to be right. The night was peaceful, no mobs, no mvms, nothing troublesome aside from the one moment with Ohne.
Little did they know that what was going on in the background was far from peaceful.
"Good morning Tommy!"
Tommy yawned, making a show of blearily rubbing his eyes as if he'd just woken up- which wasn't exactly the truth. Still, his family knew him to not be a morning person so that's just how it is. "M'ning dad." He greeted back, shaking his head and grinning at his father who smiled back from the kitchen.
"Morning Toms." Wilbur greeted him, smiling fondly as he sipped his cup of coffee.
"Morning Wilby!" Tommy beamed at his older brother.
"Theseus." Technoblade deadpans from his place at the table, a book in one hand and a piece of toast in the other.
"Mr. The Blade." Tommy exaggerates to his oldest brother, snickering at the eye roll he received from him.
Philza chuckled, shaking his head at the antics of his children. "Sit Tommy, eat your breakfast." He motioned with his spatula and gladly, the youngest male went to sit down, fiddling with his phone and opening Discord.
He tapped a specific one, checking in on the private server he was part of. He'd been @'d in it- in several other servers as well but this one was more important.
GgggWafflintom: @BIGHOTMAN @boombee @HalfWhipped You definitely should have listened to what the damn thing was going to say and THEN destroyed it.
MercilessPurp: could have at least let some of the guy remained so we could sell it off to other mags. i know a few who'd be interested in getting some of ohne's bodies for a good buck.
HalfWhipped: you've only been a mag for FIVE MONTHS how the hell do you know a few other mags already
boombee: george????
GgggWafflintom: Don't look at me, I may have told him a few names of the other mags but no one I know seemed interested in ohne's body.
godsista: it's just purpled don't bother to question it!
BIGHOTMAN: rly now
BIGHOTMAN: dm me purp and ill think about it.
StrawberryDress<3: everything aside i'm glad nothing else happened last night
BIGHOTMAN: it was kinda boring tbh
"Here Toms, eat."
Tommy blinked as his attention switched from his phone, he quickly switched from Discord to Youtube and gave his father a grateful smile. "Thanks dad! Looks great!" Smells great too mm.
He watched a few videos on his phone, listening with half an ear to the conversation around the table as his family talked pleasantly in the background.
He wondered just how much Purpled could get if Tommy gave him whatever pieces of Ohne he could offer. He hated the bastard but hey, money was money and if Purpled could get money then Tommy was in for it. He just had to remember not to scorch the remains next time. It'd be difficult to remember, he's been scorching Ohne's bodies for a year and a half now ever since he got strong enough to do that type of shit.
Old habits die hard and all that shit.
"Tommy." "Hm?" Tommy hummed, looking at the brother who called out his name. Technoblade surprisingly, but his face was squinting suspiciously at Tommy who looked back innocently at his brother. "Did you take one of my fencing swords?"
Yes.
"What?" Tommy questioned with a scowl on his face, "Why the fuck would I take one of your dumb stick swords hm? I dropped that shit like, a year ago!" He complained, inwardly though he sighed.
It wasn't his fault his old ones had all broken and had to be thrown away. He wasn't lying on dropping fencing- compared to Technoblade, he wasn't good at it. That and other things had taken up his time, he didn't really want to drop it but being compared to Technoblade constantly by their fencing teacher had been tiring and he simply didn't have the extra time to put into fencing. That was then, he was better at managing himself now and could probably take it up again but he was fine as it was.
Why take fencing classes when Tommy fought with swords and shit on an almost weekly or daily basis?
When it comes to straight on fencing though, he knows that Techno still has him beat. Damned prodigy brother.
"Why the fuck is it whenever something goes missing you all automatically assume it's me?! It could've been Wil for all you know!" Tommy cried out, motioning to said amused brother.
Technoblade cocked a brow at him, "And what exactly would Wilbur do with my fencing sword hm?" He questions making Tommy pout.
"I don't know, skewer the other shitty asshole musicians and people in his school?" Wilbur barked a laugh at his suggestion while Philza tried not to seem amused by it. "You can check my room and shit, I don't have your pee stick sword!" He mocked.
His long pink-haired brother pressed fingers against his eyes as Wilbur wheezed at the table, "It's called an épée sword. Tommy."
"Pee stick sword!"
Techno wouldn't find the sword in his room, Tommy stuck the damn thing in his inventory, one of the best hiding spots for items to ever exist.
blackandyellowenergy: yes
ripefortheslaughter: no
blackandyellowenergy: YES
iseeadreamer: maybe?
ripefortheslaughter: NO
blackandyellowenergy: ttmmy pleeaassseeeee???/????
ripefortheslaughter: DAMMIT TUBBO NO I AM NOT GOING ALONG WITH YOUR EXPERIMENT AGAIN IT WAS A BITCH TO HEAL FROM LAST TIME AND IT'LL BE A BITCH TO HEAL AGAIN!
blackandyellowenergy: :((((
blackandyellowenergy: 2 b fairr i didnn thin itd be T HAT storng
iseeadreamer: also you were being an idiot in handling it. and i was distracting you.
ripefortheslaughter: you just want to see me explode again
iseeadreamer: ye
ripefortheslaughter: horrible unfriended i hate you both
blackandyellowenergy: ill do ur maths homework
ripefortheslaughter: ...
ripefortheslaughter: how much power are you gonna put in this one? also ranboo you'er not allowed to distract me
iseeadreamer: you're*
blackandyellowenergy: :DDDD
ripefortheslaughter: RANBOO'S DISOWNED TUBBO ADD PURPLED IN THE CHAT HE'S COOLER
iseeadreamer: you don't have enough money to pay him to stay hehe
ripefortheslaughter: FUCK
blackandyellowenergy: we doin the expwrimnt in 2 days
blackandyellowenergy: see u both at shool!!
"You're a menace." Tommy told Tubbo the moment they sat down for lunch, "How everyone sees you as innocent and wholesome is utterly beyond me."
Tubbo gives him a sincere smile with closed eyes, it's fucking disturbing to see for him and Ranboo who chokes on his drink. "I have no idea what you mean Toms."
"And you are an ass." Tommy continues, pointing sullenly at Ranboo who quietly snickers at him through his coughing. "Why are we best friends? I should have left you in the boxes I found you in." He complained aloud, shoving a piece of food in his mouth.
"But'cha didn't!" Ranboo and Tubbo chorused with twin smiles.
Tommy refuses to acknowledge the smile that grows on his face. It doesn't exist. Nope. These two were menaces that did not deserve his smile.
Fuck them.
Still, together, the three of them ate in relative peace. Enjoying the lunch with just the three of them, everyone else seemed busy today. Or maybe they were hanging out on their own, it was hard to tell sometimes but at any rate, it was still a nice time of lunch.
"Exde should be coming back tonight." Tubbo murmurs to him as he and Tubbo go to turn in their now empty trays. "Think he'll stay the week?"
Tommy looks thoughtful before shrugging, "Dunno. He's a busy motherfucker. He'll probably go off to find out what the fuck Ohne was trying to say if we tell him, or maybe he knows and he'll tell us. We'll just find out tonight." He replies quietly, Tubbo nods back and smiles.
The day goes on like normal, school sucked, Tommy couldn't wait to get home and just relax for a few hours before heading out to patrol after dinner.
Though there's a few nice moments that Tommy appreciates in school, a pleasant surprise to see that his grade was doing better- made sense since he's been getting more help and he actually has the time to do homework now thanks to everyone especially Tubbo and Ranboo. He sees the glorious video sent to him and a bunch of others in Dream's server sent by Sapnap. It was of Dream tripping George and triggering a short 'Manhunt' during their break, George lets Dream win the Manhunt this time because he was lazy. Tommy trips Ranboo himself, thinking it was worth it even though he knows Ranboo will probably try to trip him later during patrol, that was fine it'd make things entertaining.
At any rate though, the day goes on like normal and Tommy comes home with a smile and a sigh.
"I'M HOME!" He exclaims loudly, listening to the responses he gets. All of his family was home it sounded like, nice. Guess Technoblade's fencing class was canceled and Wilbur finished practice early. He peeked into the living room to see both Wilbur and Technoblade on the couch, watching something boring- the news. Tommy rejected their offer to join them at the couch, he'd invade the living room later after he spent some time to himself in his room.
Tommy goes up to his room, throwing his backpack on his bed and checking Discord again. He snickers as he rewatches the clip of Dream tripping George and the short chase afterwards, he hums and types into Dream's server a bit before switching to the private personal Mag server he, Tubbo and Ranboo were with with George, Purpled, Drista and Eret.
MercilessPurp: yo tommy if you pay me enough i'll give you a nice funeral.
BIGHOTMAN: SO LITERALLY EVERYTHING I HAVE ON ME? nope im good thanks purp
MercilessPurp: damn okay have a shit funeral then
StrawberryDress<3: Purpled, Tommy please stop joking about funerals
BIGHOTMAN: okay
MercilessPurp: ok eret
GgggWafflintom: it's clear who's the favorite adult here and that's just not fair
HalfWhipped: you'd probably be the favorite if you slept less and cared more
GgggWafflintom: true
boombee: true
godsista: v true
BIGHOTMAN: true and brb
Feeling thirsty, Tommy stashed his phone in his inventory and headed downstairs get either a glass of water or a can of coke. After climbing down the stairs, he's made his decision; a can of coke shall ease his thirst. He determinedly goes into the kitchen, passing his father and brothers who were still watching the news only now Philza's joined them in the living room. He's blocked out the tv, too determined to get his soda can to hear what was going on the television.
He can't feel it but his phone buzzes incessantly in his inventory.
Tommy looks for any soda left in the fridge, trying to remember if they were running out of the stuff or not.
"TOMMY!" Phil calls to him, sounding- off? Concerned?
"Yeah?!" He calls back, perking as he found a can stashed in the back of the fridge. He sighed in annoyance though since it was at the very back- Techno probably did that to annoy him.
"TOMMY COME HERE!" That was Wilbur. He sounded off too.
Tommy grunts, shifting aside the contents of the fridge to reach his can. "Hold your fucking horses I'm trying to get some soda!" He replies, grinning as he grabbed the can.
"Tommy!" Okay now that was Techno, who was definitely off because he was actually being loud. What the fuck was happening now? Was he still on the missing sword thing? Techno should know by now that Tommy didn't have it in his room and thus should suspect nothing from him.
"I'm coming I'm coming fucking hell!" He shouts, taking a brief moment to open his can and then walking towards the living room. He takes a few gulps, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand just as the television continued its report.
"-ase be forewarned that your child may be in danger because of the entities 'Ohne' and 'Exde' who are known to contract with children and teenagers. We have yet met an adult 'Magical'. All 'Magical' can be easily identified by the silver bracelet and a colored square on their middle fingernail-"
Dropping his soda, Tommy stares at the television while his father and two older brothers stare at him. Stare at the silver bracelet on his wrist and his middle fingernail. On the screen, there's a clip of a Mag transforming in front of the camera- surrounded by police. Another clip shows of a Mag jumping off the roof of a high building, landing somewhere unseen. There's pictures of a dark wrist wearing a familiar silver bracelet and showing a pink cube on their middle finger nail. There are more pictures, of bracelets, Mags, fuck there's a few pictures of a Mag's cube along with some clips of fighting and-
"Tommy?" Phil says slowly, a look of disbelief and denial on his face, "Did Tubbo really give you that bracelet?" Besides him, Wilbur and Techno stare at him with various shifting looks as Tommy unconsciously grabs his wrist, holding his hands close to his chest.
"I..."
This was impossible.
The news reporter continues to explain basic Mag stuff with a mixed look of seriousness and disbelief on the tv.
His family stands from the couch, "Tommy, none of this is true right?" Wilbur questions quietly, a searching wide-eyed and incredulous look on his face. Clearly wanting Tommy to answer with the truth, maybe he's hoping that the truth that this was all a hoax- Tommy was certainly hoping at least. However the look drops into disbelief as Tommy opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out, Tommy took a step back.
"Thesues..." Techno says quietly, voice not as monotoned as he probably wanted it to be but there was a calculating and slightly pleading look on his face. "Tell us what happened. Did you really sell your soul to the devil?"
Tell me your wish Tommy. I'll grant it for you because we're friends :)
"Tubbo."
Tubbo kept his hands behind his back, looking at the wall, guilt and panic growing in his chest as his father, Schlatt, looking desperate and tired. "Tubbo, tell me you're not- Tubbo show me your hands." Tubbo takes in a deep breath, shoulders trembling as he kept his hands behind his back. That's confirmation enough.
"Tubbo."
"Tubbo? Don't tell me the stuff they're saying on tv is real." His little sister, Lani, says, motioning to the screen.
What do you want Tubbo?
Ranboo didn't have anyone, he lives alone in his apartment. His parents had long died, barely even remembered them, his other relatives didn't care as much and just set him up to be independent. He didn't mind, not anymore.
He's alone in the apartment, watching the news with dread filling his stomach as the reporter explains Mags to everyone in the world while showing proof of their existence. Which should be impossible.
What's your wish Ranboo?
His phone buzzes and practically jumps in his phone, the Mag servers were going crazy, even their private personal.
MercilessPurp: I THOUGHT YOU SAID THEY COULDN'T GET MAGIC AND SHIT TO SHOW ON TECHNOLOGY!?
MercilessPurp: PUNZ IS BANGING ON MY DOOR WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO?!
godsista: DREAM AND MY PARENTS ARE BEING SO CONCERNED ASDKJA HELP
GgggWafflintom: fuckfuck fuck stay calm hol on
StrawberryDress<3: This is bad this is really really bad
Gripping his phone, he doesn't type a reply into the server, instead he goes to his, Tubbo and Tommy's group chat.
iseeadreamer: tommy? tubbo?? are you guys okay???
No answer.
He @'s them.
Still no answer.
He calls them.
No answer.
He ignores the messages from everyone else, focusing on Tubbo and Tommy. Spamming their chat until he finally gets a reply.
blackandyellowenergy: imcomgib ver rnboo
Ranboo jumps from his couch and immediately looks out for Tubbo, also for Tommy even though he hasn't said anything yet.
He spots them soon enough, they were jumping on the rooftops and he opens the window, welcomes them inside. They were both haggard looking and teary-eyed. "They know oh my fuck they-" "What do we do what do we do what do we-" They both babble and Ranboo hugs them, all three of them sink into the floor with Ranboo trying to comfort his two best friends the best he could.
Honestly though, he has no idea what to do other than that because their biggest secret was out and their existence was revealed.
I told you Tommy, I wanted to tell you something but you just. Wouldn't. Listen :(
Ahh, I miss the Toms that listened to me.
That's fine though, I'll see that Tommy again one day :)