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The Tv was buzzing about some news that he didn't really care about. The smell of coffee and various breakfast items were wrapping him in a sense of familiarity that he's come to love. He continued on with the orders he was jolting down, taking solace in the soft murmuring of the customers around him.
“Tommy! I've got an order for table number seven” a voice called out to him from behind the counter and in a flash he was darting towards the little entryway to the kitchen.
“Thanks bad oh and is table number three’s food ready? They’ve got a toddler that im pretty sures going to implode if they dont get their hotcakes” He chuckled out already gathering the plate onto his red tray.
Bad laughed as he flipped a serving of hash browns already moving to check up on the eggs right next to them.
“Yeah they should be out in five, I'll call you when everythings plated alright? Oh! And can you ask sap to run to the back to grab another carton of eggs? We’re running low” the demon hybrid was back to focus methodically scrambling some eggs at almost superhuman speeds.
Tommy Beloved nodded at the older man and set out to table number seven placing down the three plates carefully, plastering his best smile as he spoke with an sickenly sweet tone.
“So I've got one order of our chocolate muffin platter and two morning specials. Am I correct?” already placing down the plates of piping hot food barely looking up too focused on his next task.
“Yeah that's perfect mate,thanks” the man seated closest to the window spoke up smiling. Tommy smiled back and nodded in satisfaction.
“Awesome! well if you don't need anything else i'll be on my way enjoy your meals gents”
Tommy said, already zipping off to the other side of the restaurant to a black haired boy wiping down a table. The trio watched with interest at the complete attitude flip, the boy scowling at the ravenette and pointing to the back of the dinner. The older one rolling his eyes and ruffling the younger's hair strolling off into the back. The blonde then proceeds to flip him off,scurrying off to another table putting on his friendly worker demeanor once again.
“Charming lad huh?”
The brunettes voice was laced with amusement as he stared at his father
Sipping at his overly sweet drink. The eldest nodded, smiling as he bit into one of the fresh muffins.
Tommy groaned and leaned onto one of the newly polished tables.He begrudgingly went to finally go flip the open sign in the window to close as he rubbed at the bindings around his back. His feet ached from walking around all day but still his head felt light with pride as he took in the store for what felt like the hundredth time.
The dinner wasn't small by no means but it felt cozy and had a homey feeling to it. The floors were clean and the walls felt new even though the establishment has been in business for quite a bit now. Tommy always took the time after his shift ended to really take the place in. He cherished the shop and the people in it. It felt safe, It felt like home.
“Tommmmyyy” Sapnap whined as he wrapped his arms around the lanky teen. The blonde sputtered out a noise of surprise and tried to pry the parasite's arms off him.
“Snapmap for the last time fuck off, I dont do hugs” that was a lie but he wasnt about to admit that. Sapnap’s grip only tightened his whines cutting short as he giggled at the boy “bullshit you aren't even trying to escape that hard '' Tommy's ears blazed red as he grew silent, giving into the hug. The annoying prick wasn't wrong but can you blame him? The dudes literally a human furness so his hugs are nice.
The ravenette chuckled but didn't tease any further not wanting to get the kid angry enough to actually try to escape his affections. The two stood there for a few moments of comfortable silence until they heard the soft thumps of footsteps coming their way.
“Oh is it Tommy time already?” Bad teased as he and Skeppy walked out of the kitchen towards the two boys. Tommy erupted into another ramble of denial.
“Oh fuck off it is not Tommy Time thats fucking stupid! The fuck even is a tommy time that sounds stupid as hell ” Tommy yelled as he smacked at sapnaps arm the latter letting out a overdramatisized yelp of pain. Bad muttered a small language at the boy before joining in on the hug. The boy went silent at the contact and leaned into the
touch. Sapnaps giggles started up again as he stared at Skeppy who chuckled as well, already reaching out to ruffle the blonde's hair.
The blonde sat there for a few moments just letting himself be held in the arms of people he basically saw as family. He wouldn't ever admit it out loud but he genuinely cared for the small group, Probably more than he should.
The comfortable silence was interrupted by a soft ‘vrrp’ emitting from seemingly nowhere, Tommy quickly scrambled out of bad and sapnaps grip. His cheeks flushed pink in embarrassment.
A semmi disheveled Ranboo appeared in a cloud of purple particles holding a now empty delivery bag, his tail swishing back and forth as he read a small slip of paper probably for the thousandth time.
“Hey bad I think i'm all done with deliveries and before you ask yes I triple checked my list to make sure I didn't forget anything”
Ranboos' ears twitched in satisfaction as they turned to look at the group, mainly staring at tommys face, their own morphing into first a look of confusion then a smug smirk.
“Tommy time without me huh?” The blonde erupted once again in protest, yelling at the taller about how stupid he was and for some reason calling them a boob boy? Ranboo never really understood tommys ‘insults’.
Tommy recollected himself and strutted towards the two toned boy, he stopped and leaned against Ranboo smiling as he spoke to his fam- no his coworkers.
“Well I think that's our que to go, See you lot tomorrow at 5am sharp right?”
The family of three stared at the two boys for a moment before nodding and waving goodbye.
“Oh! Wait, Tommy, you almost forgot Tubbos stuff!” The tall ravenette bolted back into the kitchen only to return moments later with one of the to-go bags in his hands. He smiled as he handed Tommy the bag, his scarred hands taking in the warmth. He thanked bad and took a step back grabbing onto ranboos hand with his own.
The two waved a final goodbye before the very space around them began to shift.
Tommy cringed already feeling the effects of ranboos ability. Various shades of purple started to flood his vision and then in seconds everything faded into a familiar inky void.
The family stared at the place where two kids had once stood, bad turned to his partner with a sad smile plastered on his face. “Can never keep those two in one place for too long huh?”
The latter let out a saddened laugh,placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
“You're not wrong hon. You’re not wrong”
Tommy as fast as he was thrown into the void was shoved back into reality just as quick. He let go of ranboos hand,clutching his stomach as he tried to stay on balance to not have a ‘lovely’ chat with someone named asphalt.
Ranboo rubbed the poor boys back as the pair waited for the nausea aftereffect to go away. No matter how much tommy did this it always seemed to fuck with him, maybe he’d never get used to it.
After a few minutes Tommy was able to recollect himself and he focused on where exactly they were. He looked up to a sign in front of them ‘prime street’ exactly two blocks from where their shared apartment was located!
He looked up at his friend and smiled, and ranboo seemed to notice it too. Their tail was swishing back and forth rapidly.
“Two blocks closer this time big man! Your getting better”
He remembers when the both of them were just starting out, having too walk the minimum of seven blocks because ranboos ability wasn't as strong.
The tall ender-hybrid nodded at the boy and they both started their silent walk home.
The pair walked into their apartment to the chatter of the television playing the news and metal meeting metal. Which only meant one thing.
Tubbo was working.
Tommy walked over to their dining room/shlash kitchen, opening the fridge and placing tubbos food carefully in his row. (ranboo had a thing with order don't ask) and walked back over to the couch where ranboo was sitting on his pastel bean bag chair that he barely fit in and tubbo was sat on the couch tinkering with what looked like a metal bee figure.
“Hi toms” tubbo mumbled, not looking up from his work, the boy hummed at him a hello and waltzed into their shared bedroom. He took a seat on their king sized bed,basically melting into the soft covers and plush comforter that was littered with golden feathers.
Tommy hummed a soft tune as he changed out of his work attire into comfortable pants, leaving his freshly washed red shirt next to him as he set to work unwrapping the bindings.
A wave of relief washed over him as his wings were set free, his throat admitted soft thrills and chips as he ruffled and stretched out his wings a few stray feathers making their way to the floor and sheets. He'd have to clean that later but for now he wanted to focus on how nice it felt to stretch his wings, sure there was the neverending dull ache that only seemed to get worse by the day but at least they were free right?
After a few minutes of stretching out his once confined wings Tommy slipped on one of his special made home shirts he had that had two holes for his wings to comfortably slip through and walked back into the living room. Only to see ranboo already waiting for him, holding a laptop and a smile that filled tommy with dread.
Right school forgot about that part.
When tommy was finally done with his mountain of schoolwork he had for the day (it was like four lessons calm down) he finally was able to get to his favorite part of the day,
Patrol.
Tommy couldn't suppress his excited chirps as he jumped from roof to roof, he felt free and content as he ran through his route, awaiting for tubbo to com him in on any activity through his earpiece. God it felt so liberating to just be in the sky, free even if just for a moment before his shoes hit concrete once again.
Tommy knew he’d never be able to fly with his wings. They were just too heavy, his feathers were disheveled and unkempt. It's not like he hadn't tried! Of course he tried. But he only ended up hurting and sore when trying to fix it.
So gliding was probably his best bet. And even that was a stretch since he always ended up sore and aching the next day. But for now he was happy with jumping from roof to roof pretending he was soaring through the sky for a few moments.
Tommy stopped his roofing for a moment to look at his gps that was strapped into his suit. The suit itself was pretty simple looking at first glance, just a simple hoodie with sewn sleeves,a hood with tan combat pants paired with black boots and finally a gas mask with red painted on the sides. But if you looked closer you could see all sorts of tech and protection gear strapped and sewn into the outfit. Simple and sneaky that was his motto.
His com buzzled to life in his ear as tubbos' voice came through. “Theseus we’ve got a code dreamTm on our hands about three blocks away be careful.”
Tommy groaned, his voice deepened with the voice modifier as he continued to run towards his new mission.
Try for the thousanth fucking time to catch the Dream Team.
Tommy followed his little gsp all the way to one of the various abandoned buildings on this side of town. Typical god couldn't these motherfuckers be more original? Like I don't know, maybe like a coffee shop or something?
He made his way inside
through one of the very broken windows. Once safely inside Tommy pulled in his wings tucking them away in the confines of the hoodie. He definitely didn't want anyone finding out his second ability anytime soon so he played it safe in case he got caught.
He krept through the beams of the ceiling following the soft murmurs growing ever closer. Soon he found himself right above a very familiar trio sitting on a tattered couch talking and bickering pointing at a table which had a map and papers on it. His attention was once again drawn to the trio, he'd worry about the table contents later.
The three were dressed in their basic villain get up, masks and all except for Notfound who had his goggles pushed up to rest comfortably on his head. He looked bored out of his fucking mind, forming tiny little puffs of blueish smoke and making shapes out of them before swatting them out of existence only to start again. Huh, out of everyone Tommy thought Notfound wouldn't have been this laid back. Blazion and Dream seemed to be arguing, pointing at the papers and a folder in Dream's hand. Tommy had leaned close to listen a bit better.
“Absolutely fucking not dream” blazions firey locks only seemed to glow brighter in what tommy assumed was irritation and annoyance.
“Oh come on now blaze, its a paying job a lot of fucking money for it too” dream scoffed and the blaze hybrid only seemed to get more pissed.
“Your ‘paying job’ Is kidnapping a fucking kid dream! No im not fucking doing it thats fuck wro-” blazion was cut short with a cackle from dream
“Oh fuck of blaze you and me both know we’ve done MUCH worse.” tommy chest burned with bubbling anger, they were trying to take a child? Fucking disgusting.
“Dream. No. I'm not doing it. I don't care how much money this fucker offers us. No.” Blazions voice was slick with venom as he stepped closer to dream, holy shit Tommys very seen the flame villain this enraged before.
“Why blaze? Is it because it hits too close to home? God what was our one rule”
The ball of flame scoffed at this
“ oh please dream fuck off with that bullshit we both know your in the same boat as me with your little future apprentice”
the tone the boy used was mocking and filled with an underlying tone of rage. Oh shit what? Dream had an apprentice in mind? Not fucking good.
“Don't bring him into this because you don't wanna lose some street rat your dad picked up on the street-”
that's when blazion lost it grabbing at the tallers hoodie scorching it as he raised a fist up to land a blow on dream's head. Dream dropped the papers in shock as he blocked the blow now trying to get blazion off of him Notfound jumped up to try and stop the brawl, a perfect time to swipe the papers and book it to get to this kid before they could.
Tommy made a mental note check, seeing how much of Ranboos' ability he had left.
About 3 jumps left,stellar. He could teleport down there while the three idiots were busy fighting grab the papers and get out. Bam simple enough but god was this going to suck. He’d probably have to book it to an alleyway to puke up his insides. But still if it meant saving a kid it'd be worth it. And if push comes to shove he can com in tubbo to get ranboo.
He concentrated on where exactly he wanted to go just like Ranboo and told him too and tried to regulate his breathing as much as he could. He could feel his stomach twist comfortably as he warped out of existence only to open his eyes a second later to be right behind the table. The nausea hit full force but not as bad as it had this morning. God how did Ranboo do this so often?
He stepped forward towards the table and grabbed the folder that dream had dropped. ‘OKAY! This is going surprisingly well, holy shit, now all I gotta do is warp ba-'Tommy then noticed how silent it had gotten and he looked up to see three pairs of eyes staring dumbfounded at him. Fuck.
“EYY fellas! Boss man here uh.. Your employer must have made a mistake since this mission is going to me so uh.. Sorry??” he fumbled on his words staring in utter dread at the trio frozen in place by his sudden appearance. Suddenly Blazion let go of dream and scrambled to grab at Tommy, who in turn screamed and backed away.
“UH PERSONAL BOUNDARIES PLEASE?? DAMN- Uh ANYWAYS GOTTA GO BYE '' Tommy then warped out of existence in a panic only to be warpped back in on the roof with a rather loud thud. Double fuck.
He sprinted back on his feet already running off the roof as fast as he could which seeing as dreams ability IS LITERALLY FUCKING SPEEDRUN IS NOT FAST ENOUGH.
He tapped on his com earpiece two times and started screaming
“ HEY UH ASTERION YOU REMEMBER HOW YOU ADDED SPEED BOOSTS TO MY BOOTS A COUPLE WEEKS AGO??” a small yelp came from the tiny bee themed earpiece before he heard his best friend speak again.
“Uh yeah but they're still in the works tom-”
“Turn them on”
“What? Tommy I just said-”
“ASTERION YOU CAN LECTURE ME LATER TURN THEM ON OR IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE”
Tommy heard silence for a couple moments then he felt a sudden boost and bam he was fucking soaring.
He couldn't believe it he was fucking flying. Or at least this is what he thought flying felt like.He was laughing in astonishment as he heard a far away sound of confusion from behind him. God thank fuck he used codenames when talking to tubbo. He forgot how deadly silent dream could be and he didn't even notice the green villain sneaking up on him earlier.
He laughed once again in victory before he focused on getting the hell out of here.
He couldn't head home since dream could very well still be on his tail. So unfortunately he had only one way to go.
Further to the outskirts of the third district that bleeds into the second.
It was both safer and even more dangerous since he had a higher chance of running into heroes. But he didn't want to risk his flock being in danger so second district it is.
He let his feet take him closer and closer to the big flashy lights and grandeur that was the second district, of course it wasn't as nice as the first district but it was still stupidly nice. It had nice neighborhoods, restaurants, and was overall a thousand times safer than the third. Which also meant it was crawling with heros.
He hopped the roofs with skill and vigour, looking back dream and the others were still on his trail and blaze looked like he wanted to kill him. He sped up his running even faster as he approached a taller building. That was his exit ticket.
He reached into his utility belt and grabbed a disk shaped object with a purple and white center. Mellohis never let him down, why would she now?
He gripped the disk putting his hand through the hole in the middle and squeezed.
Suddenly half of the disk shot out and expanded into two sharp graples. They latched onto the very top of the building. Tommy gave it two tugs for good measure.
Perfect
He turned around to stare at the trio who were about six rooftops away before saluting and squeezing again as he was shot up in the air as he laughed. God this was so fucking cool it very got old.
He landed on the very top of the building kinda very not gracefully but still laughing his ass off in victory. He stood up and brushed himself off as he squeezed the disk in his hand twice. The grapples retract and zipped back to the base becoming one disk once again. He slipped it back into his utility belt right next to another disk.He wasn't out of the water yet though so he quickly calmed down and focused on getting the hell out of here before he was spotted.
After a quick thirty seconds he felt the familiar feeling of teleportation once again and in a flash he was on the other side of the building about 20 buildings away.
He hid behind an air ventilator as he squinted to see the villains arrive at the top of the building. He giggled as he watched the trio erupt into an argument. He waited till the two dragged dream by his hoodie back the way they came, giving up probably while dream was whining his ass off.
The blonde smirked at the display as he dusted himself off feeling quite proud of himself. He had yet again escaped the trio's clutches and he actually got something from them! He clutched the folder in his free hand tighter as he remembered what exactly was in this folder. A kid, a child was being targeted a fucking child. It made anger bubble up in is chest once more, god people were fucking gross. He wasn't about to let some poor innocent kid get taken, that was for sure. Hed look at the file when he got home but he had to figure out how to get there first, god this was going to suck wasn't it-
“Whatcha got there mate?” a smooth voice called out to him from behind and he quickly turned around to be met with a plague doctor’s mask and inky black wings.
Fuck.