⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️
Swearing
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Band AU
Tommys POV (1st Person)
The last thing that I remember, was stressing about shit.
Was I overreacting?
Was I simply just being overly sensitive?
Was I overthinking about something?
I don't even know myself, not that I want to try know myself.
My body, my rules I guess?
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"Tommy?"
I turn and see Phil standing just outside my bedroom door. He's dressed up comfortably, what's he up to?
"Hey, can I enter?"
Phil asks playfully, though I'm fully aware he'll make his way in eventually. I signal for him to come in and he closed the door behind gratefully.
"So, I came in to ask if you want to go outside-"
"Nope."
I say almost immediately, turning back to my desk and figuring out what I should write next.
"Tommy come on, it's only for 2 hours. No need to be..cooped up in here."
Phil says patiently, watching me pick up a random pen from nearby.
"I'm nearly finished writing, also last time we went out, a huge crowd of fans walked up and bombarded us with questions. And fucking Ranboo had to hide-"
"Don't badmouth Ranboo like that."
Phil says firmly, though worried about my safety. Knowing I will go much more farther than that.
"Should I do another person?"
I say in a threatening way, as if challenging Phil to edge on.
"..Tommy."
Phil raised his voice slightly, arms folded.
I'm so dead.
"You are going with our family bonding, to the aquarium specifically, in an hour."
Phil states, slowly starting to walk towards my guitar by the corner of my room.
"..no thanks I'll stay-"
"If not I'm hiding away all your instruments, including Technos and Wilburs."
Phil turns to me then at the guitar. He had a deadly threatening tone and he's serious.
"You wouldn't-"
"I will if it has to make you socialise. Now, may I have an answer?"
I groan at him and closed the book.
"Fine I'll go.."
I say, relieved when he stepped away from the guitar.
"Great, I'll go tell Wil and Techno that. Remember, in an hour."
Phil reminds, now oddly happy again and walking out my bedroom door.
Today is just to simply relax.
That's easy.
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It is not easy.
Life is miserable, life in meaningless, life is strange-
"I called shotgun Techno, now fuck off will you?"
Wilbur repeats in a threatening (playful) tone.
Wilbur and Techno are fighting over a seat. I decided to take the back seat by the window because it's the best seat.
Plus you have all the snacks.
"Boys! Come on now and do rock, paper, scissors or something."
Phil sighs, looking at me if I'm smiling.
I'm just tired.
"Yeah Wilbur."
Techno says spitefully, lightly pushing Wilbur away.
"Fuck off-"
Before Wilbur can even say anything, Techno already opened the door and go in the seat.
Wilbur looked at me with a small hint of hope.
"So.."
He tried to start a conversation, but I opened the door to the car and sat inside.
Turned on my phone to listen to some Lemon Demon.
Wilbur followed, sitting on the other side of the car, turning to me then to Techno sticking up the middle finger.
Phil laughed at their small interaction and he began to drive.
Then there's another problem.
"I'll be the one to play some music then."
Wilbur says childishly, getting out his phone and scrolling through Spotify.
"Not you with your hopeless romantics songs, I'll choose."
Techno talks back, also taking out his phone to try put on a song.
"May I tune in to this conversation?"
Phil asks, with the pun intended. It was stupid, but it made me crack a small smile on my face.
"Phil you're too old-"
I say back, wanting to try 'redeem' myself.
"Piss off."
Phil playfully insults, though trying to concentrate on the road.
Perhaps maybe it'll be fun today.
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"Look at that!"
Wilbur points at the aquarium in front of them after an hour long drive.
Techno and Tommy were exhausted, both overly confused about Wilburs sudden excitement.
"You're only excited because Sally is going to be here."
Techno remarked, me nearly laughing at his comment.
"Shut up Techno, she's playing as a mermaid actor or something in the aquarium for entertainment. And shes damn good at it."
Wilbur replies proudly, marching his way into the Aquarium.
We all followed behind Wilbur, however me lagging behind as I took sudden interest in everything.
We looked at every room, place whatever.
It was all so, calming.
After a few minutes of admiring fish in a certain tank, a small merchandise shop stood aside.
I knew it was for children, but..
"Tommy?"
Phil calls for my name, realising I have been staring at a whale plushie for abnormally too long.
"Yeah?"
I look at Phil and Techno who were behind me surprisingly.
"Where's Wil?"
I ask, trying to avert their attention.
"He went ahead to find Sally, her performance is going ahead soon."
Techno explains to me, looking at the whale plushie then at me.
"..how much is it?"
Techno points at the whale plushie I was looking at.
I stare at Techno with wide eyes.
"..it's quite expensive I suggest-"
Techno walked passed me, taking the whale plushie and already making his way towards the counter.
I truest did wanted to interfere, but a smile was planted on my face childishly.
Phil waited beside me, talking about facts on fish he discussed with a particular woman named 'Kristin'.
"Here."
Techno shoves the plushie towards me, acting all tough now.
"Thanks Techno."
I say genuinely, staring at the whale plushie with awe.
"Come now, we can't just leave Wil."
Techno nods at me, facing away and focusing on the hallway to where we may meet Wilbur.
"He's secretly happy that you're happy."
Phil whispers to me, sneakily taking a picture of me holding the whale plushie and him included.
"Tommy? Phil?"
"On our way!"
Phil replies, looking at me with reassurance with his eyes.
"There's keychains?!"
I focused my eyes on the penguin keychains on a merchandise stand.
"No Toms."
Techno says, starting to distance himself due to him walking without waiting. So uncivilised.
"Fuck you."
I talk back playfully, jogging, to catch up with them.
I like this term, relaxation.