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Tommy wasn't expecting to spend his summer break fighting crime, it just happened he claims. Only 4 people know the truth, and now apparently you do as well.
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“The light where the sky meets the sea, it calls to me~”
“Stop singing and go back to fighting crime.”
“That’s rude, Tubbo. I was enjoying my time, singing to my fun disney music and you just had to-”
"You can't be serious-"
"I am making it fun!"
“Be quiet Tommy.”
"Code names~"
"Shut up, Theseus."
“Ok, fine, Tubbo. I’ll be boring and be quiet.”
Theseus didn’t need Tubbo to tell him where crime was.
He, big man, Tommy Danger Kraken Innit Beloved Underscore, could find and fight crime all by himself because of how much of a big man he was...
He glanced around from the rooftop he was on.
There was no way for him to tell where the bad guys were.
Or what they were doing.
Actually maybe he did need Tubbo.
“Tubbo!” The older boy's sigh could be heard even through the tiny earpiece Theseus was wearing.
He swore he heard Tubbo say something under his breath.
Something along the lines of, I do fucking everything for you, I swear to Prime.
“3 blocks down to your left, 4 men robbing a jewellery store, armed with knives and no guns detected.” Tubbo sounded bored like he was aware that Theseus would absolutely dominate that fight.
Theseus smiled and started heading in the direction his guy in the chair told him to go.
“Other left, Theseus.”
“I hate you.”
Theseus used his powers, which Purpled has smart-fully dubbed as ‘Red Magic Shit’, to float down to the nearest building avoiding all cameras he could.
You see, Theseus was what people would call a vigilante, and he was a good and very popular one.
The camera just loved Theseus, the feelings weren’t returned. If Theseus was seen on camera too often, it would bring too much attention to him and then he would be made to talk to Schlatt.
Lets just say last time they talked to each other Theseus threw a table out a window.
The other heroes were cool though, he would see them often and none of them hated him, that he knew of.
“Be careful Theseus, their back up seems to have shown up, 2 armed with guns.” Tubbo’s not at all worried voice filled his head. “If things go south alert me and Ranboo.”
“I believe you mean Ranboo and I, big man. And to think you’re the only one out of us 4 to have actually tried last year in classes. I’ll be fine Tubster and tell Ranboob that he won’t be needed.”
Theseus was pretty excited, guns meant he could use his powers in more advanced ways and show off more.
This was going to be fun.
Theseus turned the corner and glanced at the mess the robbers had made.
There were five of them, dressed head to toe in black clothing.
They were fighting with the window, having thrown their weapons to the ground.
Glass shards on the ground.
That would be painful.
“Clearly you guys or women, we don’t discriminate, don’t know how to properly rob a store. I mean this is a mess.”
He leaned down to pick up one of the abandoned knives.
“Theseus is here!”
“Shit.”
The robbers scattered, each turning a different way.
Theseus mentally sighed.
“Yes, I am here. Now do you surrender or shall we-”
He was cut off as one of the robbers threw a knife at his head.
Red smoke wrapped around the knife instantly and it clattered to the floor uselessly.
That was another benefit of red magic shit.
Telekinesis of whatever.
Theseus still called it red magic shit.
“That wasn’t very nice.” He crossed his arms, subconsciously stretching his neck out, prepared for a fight.
Three of the criminals came running towards him at once and he dodged all of the attacks, they weren’t very good at this.
One literally tripped while running at him.
Some people didn't know when to quit.
Theseus picked his first target and sent his red magic shit towards the man. He ran at the other two and knocked them over easily, only using his fists.
He let his powers release the man, and he dropped unconsciously to the ground.
“Who wants to go next?” He said kicking the bodies out of the way.
“Is that a challenge red fucker?” One of the idiotic thieves yelled back.
He couldn’t help but smile at the fool.
Theseus brought his hands back and sent a wave of red smoke towards the group of remaining robbers.
They all battled helplessly against the magic as it wrapped around their waists and necks, not killing anyone.
He was not a murderer.
Not anymore.
He brushed off his hands, smiling.
"Now, this is why we don't steal-"
One of the thieves snuck around behind Theseus and pushed a taser into his back, a scream was stripped from his mouth.
Electronic currents were painful.
And a direct weakness of his.
The taser was still pulsing across his back and it was starting to weaken his magic, but he kept his hold on the man's associates.
Theseus grunted, twisting his body to knee the robber in his gut.
The man crumpled easily.
"Ok... I'm going to call the cops now."
And he did.
He left the robbers in a pile on the ground.
They wouldn't be getting up any time soon.
Once he saw flashing lights a block away he left.
He climbed up a fire escape of a random building.
Theseus pulled himself onto the roof.
He let out a sigh of relief as his back touched the cold concrete roof.
His back hurt.
"Theseus are you insane?"
Theseus jumped, opening his eyes to see the top hero staring at him.
"Oh hey~"
"I asked you if you were insane!"
Dream held out his hand for Theseus to take.
Using the hand Theseus pulled himself up.
"No? I mean maybe-"
Dream sighed.
"Look Theseus, you need to be more careful."
"Careful? I had that!"
Dream shook his head.
"No, no you did not."
Tommy started to speak but was cut off.
"Look a good way for you to be more careful...”
Tommy groaned.
“I’m not joining the Hero League.”
“But-”
“Dream, I would rather chop my dick and balls off than work for Schlatt.”
Dream sighed.
“And like as cool as it would be to work with you and the rest of the Dream Team-”
Dream couldn’t hold his laugh back at the name, it was quite ridiculous.
Tommy glared at him til he stopped laughing.
“As I was saying, as cool as it would be, Jschlatt is an asshole and I will never work for that prick.”
They both knew this would be his answer, it is always his answer. No matter how many times they ask, he always refuses.
“But Theseus, you wouldn’t even really work for him-”
“You’d work for me and I’m pretty awesome.” Theseus finished off Dream’s sentence.
Yup. That’s how many times they had done this, he had memorised Dream’s whole speech.
“Ok, let's get you back to your house then.”
Theseus had never told Dream exactly where he lived but Dream knew the general direction. Even though Theseus would call Dream and most of the other heroes his friends he didn’t trust anyone with his true identity other than his 3 closest friends.
He didn’t know any of the heroes' identities either.
"Why do I need to go home?"
"You got tasered, I'm taking you home."
"But I'm fine."
"No, you're not."
Tommy sighed.
They walked for a while.
Hiding from the streets and civilian view.
It wouldn't be good to see Dream and Theseus acting like friends out in the open.
“Here’s good.” Theseus stopped abruptly, only to almost collapse and need to grab Dream’s shoulder to steady himself.
Maybe his back was hurting more than he let on.
“You sure, Theseus? I can walk you more...”
“I’m fine Big man, only needed a second.” Theseus walked a bit more easily this time as he gave Dream a wonky thumbs up. Dream pinched his nose, like most old people did.
“Whatever you say, I swear you are going to give me a heart attack one day.”
“Bye Big D!”
“I’ve told you not to call me that.”
Theseus walked slowly to the alleyway behind his shared apartment. Hosting himself up to the fire escape and being as quiet as he could, he slipped into the open window in the kitchen.
He couldn’t see any lights.
Good, they were asleep and-
“Thomas Danger Kraken Innit Underscore! We were worried sick.” Tubbo yelled at him the second he walked into the living room.
Causing Ranboo to smack his head on an open cupboard.
Good. Fits him for being so tall.
“He was, I wasn’t. I couldn’t care, just don’t die. We need your income.” Purpled sounded so unimpressed, probably being forced to stay awake to yell at Tommy for being out late.
“Can… you… just… not” Tommy collapsed onto the armchair. He couldn't help it, he felt like shit.
“Tommy!” Ranboo let out a surprised squeak and ran over to the boy. “What happened chickadee?” Tommy would yell at Ranboo later for the nickname, just because he was part avian.
It was uncalled for-
“TOMMY! Dude. No dying. We have a rule against it” Tubbo points to their wall of rules to prove his point.
“Not… dying.” Tommy took a deep, shaky breath, which didn’t help his case. “Taser.”
Is all he can get out before promptly passing out.
******
Tommy awoke to a blazing headache and pain coming from all over his body.
“It's not so fun to pass out, is it? Especially when you don’t tell your friends what happened so they think you may be dying. And then before you pass out you say one word, taser. We don’t even know if you still have your powers or-”
Tubbo was stopped by Ranboo covering his mouth with his hand.
Electronic currents really fuck with his powers, causing them to go... wonky and unreliable.
“Sorry. Power is still here.” He summons some red sparks to prove his point.
“Dream helped.”
The two relaxed at the mention of the number one hero’s name.
Niether of them liked the heroes, or the hero tower, but they trusted Dream with Tommy.
Ranboo leaned down and ran a hand through Tommy’s hair. “Ok, just tell us next time.” Tommy nods and leans into the touch.
Tubbo sighs.
"You are so much work." He muttered.
Tommy yawned.
“You have work in half an hour, by the way.” Tommy jumps up.
He ignores the shocked look Ranboo gives him.
“Shit! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” He rushes out of the room into the bathroom.
Not too bad, the bruises could be worse.
He quickly puts on his work outfit. He is out the door in record time.
And then he runs into Purpled.
Literally.
“If you actually run maybe you’ll get there in time.” Purpled yells after him.
“Fuck you.” Purpled laughs at him and Tommy starts running.
He can’t be late again, Niki is nice but he doesn’t want to piss her off.
Tommy was lucky to get his job at Niki's, she was kind and paid well.
He runs through the streets crossing roads without looking both ways, oh how annoyed Karl would be at him.
The thought of Karl jolts Tommy back to the present, well that and the loud horn of a car.
Tommy keeps running and thinks about the heroes. Dream and the rest of ‘The Feral Boys’ as the world had named them, are really close with Theseus.
Karl or Hypnos, which is his hero name, gets annoyed with most of Tommy’s actions when it comes to being late for things, he just doesn’t want to be late.
Tommy bursts through the doors of Niki’s cafe only being 10 min late.
“I’m so sorry Niki, there was traffic and I almost got hit by a car, I was running so fast to get here and-”
“It’s fine Tommy, traffic is a bitch.”
Niki was in a good mood today.
“I know! Hi Jack.” He yells as he enters the back room causing the man to jump.
“You can’t do that Tommy.”
“Watch me dickhead.” Jack just glared at Tommy before walking out.
Rude.
“Niki… Tell Jack that he is being an asshole.”
“Jack, why are you being an arsehole?”
Jack started to protest about how he wasn’t an asshole and the rest of the day went just like that.
Tommy getting mad at Jack.
Jack yelling back and Niki laughing.
Tommy even managed to only burn one batch of cookies, it was his new record and Niki was very proud of him when he told her.
Tommy was having a good day and planned to do some vigilante shit with Purpled later so he offered to close the store up for Niki and Jack. T
he two left, thanking him.
“Jump in the cadillac, girl let's put some miles on it~” Tommy was the only one in the store so he sang along to the music on the radio as he started to clean up.
The store was only open for another half an hour anyway, so he would probably only get a couple, if any, more customers.
With one glance out the window Tommy could see a man walking towards the cafe, and sighed.
Great, Tommy thought, now I have to deal with a customer.
Tommy has learned that the customers that come late at night are normally pricks.
“Hi, are you guys still open?” The man asked.
Tommy disliked him straight away. Who wants coffee and 12am?
“Sadly we are, bitch boy.” The man laughed. “What would you like?”
He looked like a bitch boy, tall lanky mother fucker.
The man was wearing way to fancy of clothes to be in cafe, let alone in this city
“Just a cup of coffee.” He said smiling.
Tommy mentally smiled.
They still had some coffee left from the last pot.
Thank Prime.
“Oh and it’s Wilbur, not bitch boy.” The man said smiling.
Tommy was right, all customers who come in after 11pm are pricks.
“Whatever, prick.”
Tommy grabbed a cup of coffee that was probably cold by now, but he couldn’t care less.
“Enjoy your coffee, now pay and get out so I can close up.” Bitch boy laughed.
He smiled at him.
It was weird.
“Gremlin child, let me drink my coffee before you shove me out.” Wilbur tells him laughing.
“Not a child dickhead.”
“You calling me a dickhead, only proves my point,” He squints his eyes to read his name tag, “Tommy.”
Tommy glares at him.
“Ok, ok. I’ll finish it quicker.”
Wilbur chugs the rest of his coffee like a mad man and smiles at Tommy.
“Is that what you wanted?”
“Not really, bitch boy. But if it gets you to leave?”
Wilbur laughs again and Tommy motions to the door with his hands.
Wilbur pulls out some cash and leaves it on the counter.
“Thank you for the coffee, Tommy.” Wilbur calls out to him as he leaves.
“Thank you for being a prick.” Tommy finds himself calling back.
Tommy leans down to count the money and is happy with the tip Wilbur left him.
Good.
Tommy deserves a big tip because he is such a big man.
Tommy closes up the rest of the store and makes sure to lock the doors behind himself, though he finds his mind wandering back to the strange man named Wilbur.