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To say Tommy was having a shit day was an understatement.
It was the shittiest day of Tommy's shitty life.
Okay maybe it was an exaggeration, but it was the shittiest day he's had in a while.
First, he'd woken up and his back was hurting. The whole day , might he add.
Then, when he tried to visit his OWN hotel, he was driven off! By Jack fucking Manifold! Excuse Tommy, but this was HIS hotel and not JACK'S (even though he did give it… no no, he didn't, he didn't give it away).
Then, Wilbur came along. With the boob boy . Let's just all replace Tommy today, huh? Wilbur wanted him to do something for their base by Las Nevadas, and he said Ranboo would help. Tommy wanted to scoff, but relented none the less.
After that, he headed over to Tubbo's, then Tubbo had the audacity to say, "Oh, sorry Tommy! I said I was gonna babysit Michael today, plus I promised the big guy I'd hang out with him today!" Like, what the f- did he miss a holiday or something? What, is it "Replace all Tommys" day?
Tommy stomped away after that, electing to just focus on his home for now. Shroud greeted him as he plopped down on the floor, reorganizing his chests and crap.
"You know, Shroud," he'd complained to his spider. "I think you're the only one who wanted to see me today." The spider hissed in agreement. At least Tommy thinks it's in agreement. For all he knows, Shroud was reciting a soliloquy.
"Ever since I was… you know, it's like everyone made a day where I just get shoved off." He says to his spider. "I mean, what's wrong with them? I tell ya, they're all wrongens." Tommy mutters that last bit.
"See, this is what happens when the biggest man on this server goes away. Everything goes to shit."
And then Tommy got tired after that and retired to his bed. He stared at the ceiling as thoughts ran through his mind. Now normally, Tommy wouldn't let his mind chug out ideas and what ifs, but he was bored, and decided to catch some thoughts while he's at it. Turns out, it was a big mistake.
His mind, oh so traitorous and oh so doubtful, asked questions that were festering for a while now. The usual, what if they never really wanted me here? Or the occasional, they replaced me with Ranboo, so what if they don't need me anymore? Which is stupid, because no one can replace the biggest man, TommyInnit. No one.
But they can, and they have, his mind whispered. Tubbo is married to Ranboo, Wilbur wants Ranboo to help him more than his own brother . "Just, shut up," Tommy grumbles. "I'm shutting you off now."
Shroud hisses in concern. Tommy hopes it was concern. He's not taking any pity hisses today. His mind, still rambling, is starting to get annoying. The, they hate you s and the they don't want/need you or the you are the cause of everyone's problems were starting to get repetitive. Like, anything new?
Tommy stuffs his head under his pillow. "Shut," he mumbles to himself. Prime dammit, he just wants to sleep, to start anew. Tomorrow's gonna be better , he says to himself. It's gonna be like yesterday never happened .
A storm rages outside. Shroud cuddles close, and despite being the size-of-a-human spider he was, Tommy was glad to have someone appreciate his company.
He might not show it, but he knows when he isn't wanted. When his jokes don't land or when he's found too annoying to deal with.
(Don't say anything about that, or he will shank you)
And with that final thought, Tommy sleeps.
Gods above, if only he knew what they have in store for him.
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