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Fly, Fly Away (To A World We Can Only Imagine)

Summary:

Tommy had always dreamed of flying. The thought of having freedom seemed like an impossible thing, only seen in one’s dreams, and he loved every moment of it.

He was only 6 when he was forced into the foster system, where he learned his parents died to a fire. The foster care worker, Niki, had always said he was special, something weird in her expression he didn’t understand every time she told him.

Notes:

Heyo!
Welcome to my fic: Fly, Fly Away (To A World We Can Only Imagine)

This was written about a year ago, so it’s kinda shitty, sorry. ಥ‿ಥ

Anyways! Enjoy!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Out of the System

Chapter Text

“Found you Tommy!”

“What the fuck Tubbo, how did you find me so fast!”

Tommy was giggling with Tubbo under the bed, hair messed up in his attempt to get deeper under the bed.

Tubbo was 10 and Tommy was 12. They had become friends quickly since Tubbo was the only one who didn’t find him weird, and also being a weird kid with his bee plush he brought everywhere.

Tommy had tried once to explain to him that he couldn’t keep it forever, knowing that
things like that would make people look at you weird, but gave up quickly realizing it was hopeless because of Tubbo’s stubbornness, one he matched perfectly, and just promising to protect Tubbo no matter what.

He hadn’t expected it to be so difficult.

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It was night when Tommy heard it, a scream that sounded suspiciously like Tubbo. Tommy immediately woke up, the drowsiness drained out of him once he heard Tubbo, and he ran to the sound to find him being held off of the top of one of the bunk beds, sobbing as Derek laughed loudly at him, calling out, “Bee boy, bee boy, why don’t you ask your toy to come save you.”

The color drained out of Tommy’s face as he took in the scene. He yelled out to Derek to stop and was hoisted up by the collar of his shirt and brought up to the top bed. One of Derek’s friends pinned Tubbo down and Tommy was grabbed and hung over the edge of the bed instead.

As he was held over the edge, Derek started a new chant, “fly little birdie, show us your wings from your fairytales.” However all he could think about was how high up he was, and his mind raced with what to do.

“Aww is the birdie scared”

“Fuck you”

He fell.

Tubbo yelled, Tommy screamed, doors were opened by foster care workers, Derek laughed.

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When he woke up, he heard the sound of voices. There was Niki, but then there was another. Tommy cracked his eye open and saw a green and white bucket hat and a green robe. He looked to the man’s left side and saw a crown. He also saw, wait, are those tusks?

It was uncommon to find a hybrid, however not impossible, most hidden because of the danger it was to be open to the public of something so rare.

He was surprised to see someone show it off so openly despite the danger and he decided he liked and respected the guy right then and there.

He looked to the right of bucket hat man and saw a beanie and a trench coat. While he was looking at the new people, he didn’t realize he was slowly opening his eyes enough for them to notice.

“Well good morning Tommy, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Phil, these are my kids, Techno and Wilbur.” Tommy attempted to sit up, but ended up falling back down on the couch.

 

“Oh! Are you okay Tommy? I should have told you, your still healing from the fall and your body will be sore.”

“Thanks” Tommy drawled sarcastically, carefully shifting his body to be able to look at the other people in the room. “Anyways, what happened?”

“Some bastard decided to drop you off the side of the bed and you hit the ground hard,” one of the men, Wilbur?, said.

“Well that’s not… good,” Tommy said slowly.

“No shit”

The older man, Phil, slapped Wilbur in the back of the head half-heartedly and Wilbur gave him a mock-sad look, one Phil ignored with practiced ease.

“Anyways,” Niki cut in, “Tommy, this is your new foster family, along with Tubbo.

Tommy eyed them skeptically, knowing that it would end the same as all the others.

Phil stood up along with Techno and Wilbur, and Tubbo came out of the other room, rushing up to Tommy with a loud “Tommy!” and a hug, followed by a small “oomph,” and a hug back.

“I’m so glad your okay” Tubbo said between tears, squeezing him tighter. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s fine big T, a big man like me can take the fall.” A pause. “Plus, now we have a foster family and Derek is a loser still stuck here and in time out,” Tommy added with a smug grin.

Tubbo and him followed Phil, Techno, and Wilbur out and to the car, Tommy in the middle, Tubbo and Wilbur on either side.

He mentally prepared himself for the same cycle that happened every foster family as he dozed off to sleep on top of Tubbo.

Notes:

Tysm for taking the time to read this!

I know it’s really short, I just felt like I wanted to see if my writing is good or I’m just biased, please critique if you feel I did something wrong and you and comfortable with commenting