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Purpled walks by Tommy while going to his UFO.

"Hey, Tommy!" Purpled greets happily, smiling at him as he walks past.

"Hi, Purpled..." Tommy replies glumly. Purpled's smile falls. He looks over his shoulder at Tommy, seeing how he was now slumped on the steps of the path.

Purpled sits down beside him. "What's wrong, Toms?"

Tommy looks over at him. "Why do you care? You're my enemy."

"Just because I'm your enemy doesn't mean you're my enemy. I care about you. You know that, right, Tommy?"

I care about you. You know that, right, Tommy?

Those two sentences hit Tommy in the heart so hard he started sobbing. Purpled started panicking immediately.

"Oh my God. Tommy, what's wrong? Did I say something? What hap-"

Tommy cuts him off by hugging him and continues to cry into his shoulder. Purpled hesitates, but hugs him back, letting him cry.

"Hey, Tommy," Purpled talks softly, "how about we go to the UFO and we can talk there, okay?"

Tommy mumbles something in response.

"Huh?"

Tommy doesn't respond, and stands up, holding out his hand. Purpled takes it, standing up as well.

"C'mon, Toms. Let's talk about it in the UFO."

"-And he fucking stole him from me! And that is why I want to cry." Tommy ends his long explanation. "And kill someone." He adds, and Purpled nods.

"That's acceptable." Purpled pauses, thinking of something to say.

"You look like you're in deep thought. What're you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing. Just trying to think of some good advice to give you."

"I don't need advice, Purp." Tommy waves his hands around. "I'm fine, really."

"You want to cry and kill someone. That's not 'fine', Tom."

Tommy opens to mouth to make a sassy remark. When he can't think of anything, he closes his mouth.

"What if we got married?" Purpled says suddenly.

Tommy looks at him, looking for any signs of a joke or sarcasm or something. His face was obviously showing he was serious.

Tommy shrugs. "Yeah, why not?"

"Okay, we need to plan everything." Purpled counts on his fingers as he lists everything.

"We need rings-"

"Sam Nook." 

"-and we need somewhere to get married-"

"Prime Path."

"-and if we get married, we can't keep it a secret."

"Tub-" Tommy cuts himself off, thinking Purpled would say something different. "Wait, what?!"

"If we keep our marriage a secret then someone might find out and they might be mad or something and-"

"Now that you say that it makes a lot more sense," Tommy says, accidentally cutting Purpled off.

"Shut up. But if it's a secret, someone might be mad or something when they find out because people hate secrets or whatever."

"You mean people hate when secrets are kept from them?" Tommy asks, snickering.

"Shut up, Tommy." Purpled smiles.

"Okay, so we go to Sam Nook to have him make rings, then we get married on the Prime Path, but we can't keep it a secret? What about keeping it a secret until we get married?"

"Fine. You can keep it a secret until we get married. What should we do for a honeymoon?"

Tommy shrugs. "Play Bedwars."

"Wow, I already love you."

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"Alright, Purp. We need to get Sam Nook to make us some rings. We need ideas."

Really, Tommy? Talking about your marriage after crying your eyes out again?

"I want mine to be purple."

Tommy gives him a straight face and points at his expression. "I would've never guessed."

The two immediately start laughing.

"Holy fuck, I'm tired." Tommy rubs at his eyes which were still red from crying not even five minutes ago.

"You just cried a fuck ton again, why wouldn't you be?"

"Shut up." Tommy lays down on Purpled's bed.

"That's my bed, get your own."

"You're my husband, you're sharing everything with me."

"Does this mean I have to share my-"

"Yup." Purpled groans, covering his face with his hands. "But you get my things as well! You're allowed to take any blocks I have, and maybe I'll give you access to my ender chest. A lot of discs and other random things in there."

"But my hoodies!" Purpled complains, sitting down beside Tommy.

"You have so many of them! I have like two!"

"You're the worst husband ever."

"Shut up, I'm the best husband ever."

Purpled lays beside Tommy, and they stare at the ceiling. It's silent, but it's not an awkward silence, it's calm. Tommy's calm for once.

Purpled looks over at Tommy, and it almost seems like he wants something from Purpled. He wants something, but he's too afraid to ask.

"You good, Tom?" Tommy looks over, but he doesn't answer. He doesn't look uncomfortable, but something's bothering him.

Tommy looks away from him, so Purpled tries again. "Tommy, what's wrong? Seriously, something's up and I wanna know what it is."

"Nothing, Purp, I'm fine... I just have a weird feeling."

"What, like you want something?"

"Yeah... Like that. I want something but I can't figure out what it is."

"The first things that come to mind are a sweatshirt, a hug, or cuddles."

"All of them."

"What?" The two make eye contact.

"I want all of them."

Purpled smiles and holds out his arms. "C'mere."

Tommy throws himself into his arms, and Purpled grabs Tommy's hands that were resting awkwardly at his sides, and puts them around his stomach. Purpled's arms wrap around his waist, and Tommy buries his face into Purpled's hoodie.

"This is nice." Tommy mumbles.

"Yeah. Now go to sleep." Tommy laughs. They both eventually fall asleep.

"Hey, Purpled?"

Purpled turns around at the sound of his name and sees Tubbo.

"Yeah, what's up Tubbo?"

"Have you seen Tommy around? I feel like he's ignoring me since I married Ranboo."

Before Purpled responds, he should talk to himself about what he should say.

Should he say, yeah Tom and I are getting married, and tell him the truth?

Or should he say, nope haven't seen him, and lie to him?

"Yeah, I haven't seen him anywhere. Have you checked his house?" Purpled lies.

This makes him realize he's genuinely good at lying since Tubbo replies with, "He wasn't there."

Shit. Goddamnit Tommy where did you go?

Purpled had told Tommy to go home and get rest but apparently, he wasn't home.

"Huh. Well, I'm not sure. Good luck, though, Tubbo."

And before Tubbo can respond, Purpled has saluted with two fingers and goes up to the UFO.

"Hey, husband."

Purpled turns around, tripping over his own feet.

"Jesus Christ, Tommy. I thought I told you to go home and get rest?"

Tommy was laying on Purpled's bed, buried under at least three blankets.

"Yeah, but I missed you." Apparently, Tommy gets insanely clingy when he's tired.

"Oh my God, how do I put up with you?" Purpled mumbles to himself. "Well I'm gonna be busy so take this," Purpled pulls his sweatshirt off and tosses it to him, "and I'll go get a different one."

Tommy gasps at the sweatshirt, immediately pulling it on.

"Thank you, Purp!" He throws the blankets off to hug Purpled. Purpled hugs him back, already getting used to Tommy's hugs. Tommy was a clingy bitch no matter what he said to deny it.

"Of course, Tom. Now get some sleep." Purpled ruffles Tommy's hair. Tommy runs back to Purpled's bed and buries himself under his blankets.

Purpled grabs the things he needs and leaves the UFO.

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Tommy is sitting on the floor of the UFO, drawing a large house while wearing one of Purpled's oversized hoodies and covered with a blanket.

"Hey, Tom."

"Hm?"

"What're you drawing?"

"A house."

"Really?"

"It's a big house."

"Tommy, that looks like a mansion-"

Tommy cuts him off. "Shh. It's a big house."

"Well, whatever that is, you need sleep."

"No, I don't."

"Tommy the fucking phantoms are trying to kill you."

"I-" Purpled cuts him off.

"No, you can not kill them. You almost died to one of them whether respawn is a thing or not."

"Ugh, fine." Tommy crosses his arms and pouts like a child. "I'm not going to sleep, though."

Tommy is also a liar.

He fell asleep in five minutes, curled against Purpled's side with his head on his chest.

When Tommy woke up, Purpled was still asleep, so he decided he should continue his drawing so he can build the house later.

But when he saw there wasn't a drawing on the floor anymore, he panicked.

"What the fuck."

"What?" Purpled asks, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"My fucking drawing washed away."

"What?" Since Purpled just woke up, he was still tired and wasn't processing anything.

"My drawing of a house washed away!"

Purpled stands up and walks up to Tommy. He hugs him - which was insanely weird to Purpled since he gets hugged but never hugs anyone - and calms him down.

"Yeah, Puffy, I need your help."

"What's up?"

"So, Tommy drew a house for us to live in, I'm guessing? And the water from the UFO beam washed it away and he got really emotional. Like, at first he was pissed off, then he was crying, then he refused to get up and eat anything, and now he's back to crying because he's so angry."

"Do you want me to talk to him? See what the problem could be?"

"Please do."

"Of course. I'll come and talk to him right now."

"Thank you, Puffy."

"Of course."

Puffy enters the UFO. "Tommy?"

Tommy sits up from Purpled's bed, tears starting to dry on his face.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here to talk to you."

"About what?"

"What happened with that drawing. Purpled told me that you drew a house and then it washed away from the water in the UFO beam. You got very emotional and very clingy. Correct?"

Tommy opens his mouth to make a sarcastic remark, but nothing comes out, and he nods.

"Okay. There's a reason you could be emotional about it, and it could be caused by being ignored as a child. Because you were ignored, you tried to do something nice for Purpled and when it went away you felt a wave of different emotions, mostly sadness. It could also be the explanation for why your love language is touch and you're touch-starved and clingy." Puffy explains.

"Touch-starved? Love language? What?" Tommy asks, incredibly confused.

"Touch-starvation is when you don't get as much physical touch as you're used to, or you don't get any physical touch at all. Love language is how you show your love to someone, whether it be with touch or with words. You are touch-starved and your love language is touch."

"And that's why I'm emotional and need to hug Purpled every two seconds?"

"Exactly. It's almost like you're scared to lose him because he genuinely cares for you."

"Oh." Was the only word Tommy could get out.

"So has anything happened to you that could've caused this?"

"I don't know."

"Well, has anything traumatic happened to you?"

"Obviously. I'm TommyInnit. What hasn't happened to me?"

"Okay, well tell me about anything traumatic that's happened and I'll tell you what could've caused this."

"Mkay." So Tommy tells her everything he can remember.

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"Oh, Purpled!" Tommy calls with a sing-song voice.

"Yeah, Tom?" Purpled asks, leaving the room with the jukebox in Tommy's dirt house.

"Look at this!" Tommy holds out his collection of discs. It's missing only one disc. Ward.

Purpled gasps. "Stay here," and he runs out of the dirt house.

Tommy had listened to three discs before Purpled was back.

"I'm sorry, I forgot which chest it was in." Purpled gasps for breath as he holds out Ward.

Tommy's eyes light up and neither are sure if Tommy has ever smiled wider than he is now.

"Purpled, oh my god, I love you so much!" Tommy hugs him, and Purpled doesn't hesitate to hug him back.

"I love you too, Tommy."

"C'mon, let's go listen to it together!" Tommy drags him into the room, basically throwing the disc into the jukebox.

Everyone knows Tommy doesn't like Tubbo and Ranboo's marriage, but when he sees Tubbo and Ranboo together, he panics.

"Hey, Tommy what's wrong?"

"Over there." Tommy points to what he's freaking out about.

Where Tommy is pointing, Tubbo and Ranboo are just sitting in the grass, talking about who knows what?

"Okay, uhm... C'mon, let's go, pretend like you never saw them." Purpled pushes him lightly, and they start to walk away.

"Tommy!"

Oh shit.

Tommy tenses, turning around. Tubbo runs up to them, Ranboo behind him.

They stop at the sight of Purpled.

"Purpled?"

Fuck.

"Hi, Tubbo and Ranboo," Purpled says awkwardly.

"Hello, Purpled..?" Ranboo rubs the back of his neck.

"So, Tommy, I haven't seen you in a while. What have you been doing?" Tubbo asks.

Planning to get married to Purpled, why?

"Nothing, just been hanging out with Purpled, why?"

"I haven't seen you in so long! I miss you, you know?"

"Y-Yeah, I miss you, too." Tommy rubs at his hands, desperately wishing something would happen to get him out of this awkward conversation.

"So, Ranboo, what have you decided your ship name would be?"

"Oh, we thought of Beeduo."

Beeduo? Really?

"Tommy, do you not like it?"

"What?"

"Your nose scrunched up. Do you not like Beeduo?"

No, I don't like it.

"No, I like it. Just zoned out."

"Oh, alright. Well, we better get back to Michael. See ya!"

"Who the hell is Michael?"

"Oh, he's our son. He's a piglin."

Oh, look at Tubbo and Ranboo with their stupid perfect life and their stupid piglin son.

"Bye, guys!" Purpled waves to them, and the second they're out of view, Purpled is asking Tommy a million questions at once.

"Are you okay? What were you thinking about? Were you uncomfortable? Why didn't we leave? Are you sure you're okay? Why are they called the Beeduo? Who is Michael? Why are they so happy and we aren't?"

"Purpled, slow down. Yes, I'm okay. I wasn't thinking about anything. Yes, I was very uncomfortable. I don't know why we didn't leave. I'm sure, I'm okay now. I don't know why they think the Beeduo is a good name. Apparently, Michael is their piglin son. I don't know why they get to be happy and we have to suffer."

"I'm jealous." Tommy frowns, but that's the truth.

They're both jealous of them.

"We both are."

"Let's go talk to Puffy."

"So you're telling me you're jealous of Tubbo and Ranboo because they're happy and happily married?" Puffy asks.

"Yeah, duh. They have a fucking son. A piglin son. And they look so fucking happy together!" Tommy starts, mockingly saying 'so'.

"I mean, it's stupid to be jealous but I want to get married so we can have an animal son and be happy like they are!" Purpled finishes, taking a breath.

"You don't need to be married to have an animal son or be happy together. They were meant for each other, and so are you guys. They're able to have a son and be happy together because they're happy to be with each other. And once you guys are happy enough, you'll find out that the important part is just about being happy together and doing stuff together."

Shut up, Tommy was not tearing up.

TommyInnit does not cry. He is Big Man TommyInnit, and Big Man TommyInnit does not-

He's crying.

"Did I trigger something?" Puffy asks.

Purpled pulls Tommy into a hug, letting him cry into his chest.

"No, he's just been insanely emotional ever since he found out about Beeduo."

"Beeduo?"

"Tubbo and Ranboo."

"Oh, I see."

"But now he's incredibly emotional because he feels betrayed."

"I remember him telling me that."

"Yeah, he feels betrayed by everyone since nobody told him, and now he's very emotional."

"Ah, I see." Purpled nods. "I'll try and figure out how to help as best as I can. Thank you for coming to talk to me."

Purpled realizes that Tommy wasn't getting up, so he picks him up instead. "Thanks, Puffy. Later."

"Goodbye."

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"I want to get married..."

"Yeah..."

"Why can't we get married?!" Tommy whines, falling back onto his bed.

"Because," Purpled replies, laying beside him, "we have no clue what flowers we'll have, who we're inviting, where we're getting married, what we would do for our honeymoon, and we don't even have our rings."

"Sam Nook can make our rings. We can get married on the Prime Path. We can just invite the people we like, I guess? We'll play Bedwars for our honeymoon. We can have alliums and pentas. And the lily of the valleys."

"Why alliums, pentas, and the lily of the valleys?"

"Because alliums stand for good fortune, unity, patience, and grace. Purple alliums stand for royalty, respect, admiration, and tradition. Pentas stand for love, peace, good luck, and fortune. Red pentas stand for love, deep affection, unity, and faithfulness. The lily of the valley is thought of bringing in luck in love and can symbolize a return of happiness. Also, they're all very pretty."

"When have you been interested in flowers?" Purpled asks.

"Since they got married," Tommy replies, obviously annoyed to talk about them, "I've had nothing to do so I studied flowers."

"Well, we can go on an adventure to Sam Nook and get our rings and you can tell me about every flower you see."

Tommy gasps excitedly. "Cool!"

"Sam Nook! Big Man! We need you to make us some rings!"

"Of course, Tommy. Who is this?"

"My soon-to-be husband, Purpled!"

"I'll remember that! What am I making your rings out of?"

"Shit." Tommy mumbles. They hadn't thought about that.

"What about you have a purple flower ring, and I get a red flower ring?"

"Sure! Oh, they're gonna be so pogchamp!"

"If you have a picture you can show me I will make them."

"Sure, one sec." They pull out their phones, finding a good photo of the ring they want and showing Sam Nook.

"I will remember those. Thank you."

"Thank you, Big Man!" Tommy and Purpled walk away.

"Okay, now we need to figure out who we're inviting."

"We're inviting everyone."

"Well, then you're writing it."

"Fine." Tommy starts writing their shared piece of paper.

Antfrost
Awesamdude
BadBoyHalo
Callahan
CaptainPuffy
ConnorEatsPants
Dream
Drista
Eret
Foolish
Fundy
GeorgeNotFound
Hannahxxrose
HBomb
ItsAlyssa
JackManifold
Jschlatt
KarlJacobs
Lani
LazarBeam
Michaelmcchill
Nihachu
Philza
Ponk
Punz
Quackity
Sapnap
Skeppy
Slimecicle
Technoblade
Vikkstar
Wilbur

"Tommy. You have to invite Tubbo and Ranboo if you're gonna invite literally everyone on the server."

"But Purpled-" Tommy whines, but his whining is quickly cut off.

"I know you hate them and their marriage, but they're your friends."

"No, they're my enemies-" Tommy starts.

"They're your friends, Tommy. You have to invite them or I'll do it for you."

Tommy groans in annoyance and writes their names down as well.

Tubbo_
Ranboo
Michael

"There!" Tommy leans back in his seat, arms crossed.

"God, you're such a baby." Purpled snickers, knowing Tommy is immediately going to start screaming.

"I AM NOT! I AM BIG MAN TOMMYINNIT! I AM NOT A BABY!" Tommy screams in defense.

"At least you invited Michael even though I didn't tell you to."

Tubbo_
Ranboo
Michael

"Tommy, c'mon!" Purpled erases Michael's crossed-out name and rewrites it.

Tubbo_
Ranboo
Michael

"But it's a child!" Tommy complains.

"It's also a piglin, so don't worry about it."

"Fine."

"Time to write the invitations!" 

"Boring!"

"I finished the invitations."

"What?! I barely wrote anything!" Tommy complains, sitting upside down on the couch.

"Here, read it."

You've been invited!

You've been invited to join TommyInnit and Purpled's wedding.

The wedding is at 4 P.M. on June 1st, 2021.

Please dress accordingly! Thank you!

"What the fuck."

"What? Do you not like it?" Purpled asks, more challenging him than doubting himself.

"No, I do like it, it's just... who the fuck gave you the ability to write and fight?"

"I have more talents than just writing and fighting? I can speed bridge, I can play guitar and drums, and I'm a fast reader."

"What the fuck. I can barely walk in a fucking line without tripping over literally anything." Tommy pauses, finally processing what Purpled said.

"YOU CAN PLAY GUITAR AND DRUMS?"

"Yeah. But you can play the piano. That's pretty cool."

"But GUITAR?! And DRUMS?!"

"Yep."

"Show me! Unless you're lying..."

"Why would I lie about that?" Purpled asks, standing up to find his guitar.

"Because you want to show off."

"I don't a drum set in here, but I found my guitar."

"Play a song for me! Please!"

"Okay, which song?"

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"Oh, shit..." Tommy trails off.

"Hm?" Purpled doesn't even look up from his computer.

"Fuck. Purp, look at this."

"What?" Purpled looks up at Tommy's phone and reads the Snapchat messages.

| Tubbo: Hey Tommy

| Tubbo: Wanna come over for dinner?

| Tommy: yeah sure

| Tubbo: See you at our house at 6:00?

| Tommy: yep

| Tubbo: can't wait to see you! - ranboo

| Tommy: cant wait to see you guys too

"Oh God Tommy, why the hell did you say yes?"

"I didn't mean to! I would've felt bad if I said no."

"Now we have to go to their mansion in Snowchester."

"Shit, I didn't think about that."

"Of course you didn't!"

Now the two start to bicker.

"Shut up."

"You first."

"Fuck you."

"Child."

"I AM NOT A CHILD!"

"Whatever you say. I highly doubt it, though." Purpled mumbles the last part, yet he says it loudly enough so Tommy hears him.

"I'M NOT A FUCKING CHILD!"

"Okay, alright!" Purpled holds his hands up in mock surrender.

"Tommy it's 4 P.M. we have to go soon."

"Why?" Tommy mumbles into his sweatshirt.

"Because we have to go see Tubbo and Ranboo for dinner, duh."

"I don't wanna go anymore."

"Tommy. Get up."

"No." Tommy pulls the sweatshirt farther up over his face.

"I will pick you up and carry you until we're outside."

"Gladly." Tommy holds his arms out and Purpled sighs.

"And this one is a-" Tommy starts before Purpled cuts him off.

"We're here, Tommy."

Tommy looks up at the mansion and glares at it.

"He said house. Not mansion."

"C'mon, Tommy, loosen up. Let's just go have dinner and then we can talk to Sam Nook about the progress on our rings."

"Fine." Tommy knocks on the door, and surprisingly Ranboo answers.

"Oh, Tommy! Purpled! Hi, come in!" Ranboo pulls the door farther open and lets them walk inside.

"Where's Tubbo?" Tommy questions.

"Oh, he's making dinner."

"What are we having?"

"To be honest with you, Purpled, I don't know. He said it was a surprise or something."

"Who's that, Ranboo?" Tubbo calls from the kitchen.

"Tommy and Purpled."

"Oh, Purpled's here, too?"

"Yeah, I think Tommy brought him along or something."

"Oh, alright, thanks Ran."

"Of course, Tub. Follow me, guys." Ranboo leads them to the dining room. "You guys can sit here." Ranboo pulls out their chairs, and the two sit down, thanking Ranboo. He smiles back.

Tubbo brings out the dinner which was baked potatoes and steak. Tommy stares at the potato as if it's going to kill him.

"Hey, Tommy, what's wrong?" Tubbo asks, almost mockingly.

"Nothing. Thank you, Tubbo." Tommy forces a smile.

"So when were you gonna tell me you were getting married?" The table goes silent.

"We weren't comfortable telling anyone. Nobody knows except Puffy." Purpled answers after a few seconds.

"You never told me, either, Tubbo," Tommy says, and the other two sit there in silence.

"You never talk to me anymore, how could I have?"

"Just because I don't message you doesn't mean you can't ever talk to me again."

"Well, it would be awkward if I did and I got no answer," Tubbo argues.

"Sometimes people don't know how to answer when their ex-best friend texts them for the first time in months!"

"I'm your ex-best friend now? How lovely."

"You're the one that fucking exiled me. You don't deserve to be my best friend anymore. You don't even fucking deserve to be my friend."

"And Purpled does?" Tommy glares at him.

"He's been there for me when you weren't!"

"I know for a fact you chose to get married because you wanted to make me jealous."

"He asked me, asshole! Maybe you do learn more every day."

"Maybe if you appreciated me more you would've known!"

"Oh, I have to appreciate you? I have to appreciate you?!" Tommy yells, "You were never fucking there when I needed you! Dream told me nobody was there except him and maybe he was right! Nobody was there until Purpled saw me and comforted me! In all honestly, you should appreciate me more!"

"I'm sorry, Purpled, I genuinely didn't know this would happen." Ranboo apologizes.

"Don't worry, Ranboo." Purpled smiles at him.

"Hey, Tommy, maybe we should go." Purpled talks quietly in case Tommy might blow up again on him as well.

"Gladly!" Tommy grabs Purpled's hand and pulls him out of the mansion.

"Tubbo is not going to the wedding. Period."

"Ranboo won't go without Tubbo."

"He did that on purpose! He knows what I've been through and doesn't even care! He thinks it's so funny to piss me off and get me to argue with him!" Tommy takes deep breaths, closing his eyes as tears fall.

"Hey, let's go home and we'll talk about it there." Purpled puts his arm around Tommy's shoulders and they walk home.

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"Okay so whatever the hell happened back there was not okay, so how about we talk to Puffy about this and see what she says. How about that?"

"Whatever." Tommy mumbles. Tommy was sitting on his bed, looking at the ceiling with his arms crossed. He's barely said a word for the whole day.

"I'll be back, okay?" Purpled exits Tommy's house, leaving Tommy alone to sit in silence.

Purpled comes back to Tommy's house around ten minutes later. "Tomorrow, okay, Tom?"

"Mkay."

"Tomorrow we can talk to Puffy about what happened and she'll talk to Tu-"

"Don't," Tommy warns, glancing at him before looking back at the ceiling.

"Shit, sorry. She'll talk to him about what happened and see if we can maybe fix everything?"

"I don't want to fix everything! Everything sucks now and it's never gonna go back to normal."

"C'mon, Toms," Purpled sits beside Tommy, "nothing ever goes back to normal. It just changes so much that it seems like it does."

Tommy doesn't respond, he thinks about what's happened and how much that actually made sense and could apply to, like, everything.

Tommy sits up when he sees Purpled leave. "Hey, don't leave you bitch."

"What now?" Purpled looks back at him and Tommy holds his arms out and smiles instead of actually asking. Purpled sighs with a smile and sits back down. Tommy genuinely smiles at him and hugs him like a fucking raccoon.

"Tomorrow," Tommy whispers.

"I'm sorry, he did what?" Puffy asks.

"I know. He's so self-centered and it's so annoying!"

"I used to be friends with Tubbo. I didn't know him very well but he was never like that."

Currently, Puffy, Purpled, and Tommy were discussing the situation with Tubbo.

"This is not okay. I need to talk with him. You'll be okay alone, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Alright, I'll talk to you about what happens when I get the chance."

"Bye, Puffy."

"Bye, boys."

Puffy leaves Tommy's house to get to Snowchester and talk with Tubbo and maybe Ranboo, but that depends on if she needs to know more about what happened.

"If this never happened we wouldn't be in this situation," Tommy complains.

"But at the same time, if this never happened we wouldn't be getting married or even be friends."

"Speaking of us getting married, let's go talk to Sam Nook about how far he's gotten with making the rings."

"Tell me about the flowers, I've forgotten which ones are which." Tommy smiles and points to a group of flowers, telling him about every single one.

"Sam Nook!" Tommy yells. "How are the rings coming along?"

"They're almost done."

"Thank you, Big Man!"

"You still want an invitation to the wedding?" Purpled asks.

"Whenever it starts, let me know and I'll be there."

"Cool."

"Tell me when the rings are ready, Sam Nook."

Sam Nook nods. "Of course."

"See you later."

Tommy shifts in his seat. This is absolutely terrifying.

Tubbo, Ranboo, Tommy, Purpled, and Puffy were sitting at the Socializing Club. Tubbo was on the left side of the table with Ranboo beside Tubbo, and then Tommy and Purpled on the right side. Puffy sits at the end of the table between the group.

"Tubbo, tell Tommy why you argued with him."

"I wanted to get back at you for taking advantage of me."

"Oh, I took-"

"Tommy." Purpled puts his hand on top of Tommy's, and Tommy takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm down.

"Tommy, tell Tubbo why you argued back."

"Cause in no way would I let him take control of me or let myself be wrong. Why the hell would I do that?"

"Yeah, right, because I took control of you," Tubbo argues.

"Tubbo, this isn't the place to argue."

"It's not a place to agree, either."

"It's the Socializing Club?"

"Shut up, you're not a part of this, Purpled!" Tubbo snaps.

"Technically, he is a part of this because he was there when it happened. So was Ranboo, so he's a part of this, too. So it's fair."

"He won't say a word!"

"I have nothing to add," Ranboo says, leaning back into his chair.

"Help me here, Ranboo!" Tubbo begs.

"To be fair, you started the argument and then Purpled ended it."

"Ranboo!"

"Oh, that's what really happened?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Tubbo told me that Tommy started it and he was being the bigger person and ended it."

"Tubbo what the fuck?"

"Tommy deserves it."

"You know what, Tubbo. I've been through fucking hell to even be alive and where I am now. I'm not even over the fact that I died and then came back to life! Or the fact that I was killed in a prison by Dream! Or that you exiled me from the country we started together! Or the fact that Ghostbur doesn't fucking remember what Wilbur was like! You have no fucking clue what's happened to me. And you're living your life with a fucking son and husband. Puffy, I appreciate your attempt to make things better, but it's not gonna work. Thank you, though."

Tommy gets up, grabs Purpled's hand and they leave.

"Go home, boys. We'll have to see what the hell we're gonna do about you."

Tommy didn't sleep that night. He stared at the ceiling for a few hours before getting up and going to take a walk.

The air was cold and if I just brought a fucking jacket-

"Tommy?"

Tommy turns around, and there, standing in front of him is Punz. The same Punz that just happens to be Purpled's older brother.

"Hi, Punz."

"Why are you out this late?"

"I could ask the same."

Punz shrugs. "Why not? How about you?"

"Can't sleep. Nothing too big."

"I heard about you and Purpled."

Oh fuck he's gonna get yelled at-

"He's not being annoying, is he? You're not dealing with that, right?"

"No, not at all. If I'm being completely honest, I'm the annoying one and he's putting up with me."

Punz nods. "If anything happens to you let me know. I'll absolutely beat his ass -- that was a joke I swear."

Tommy laughs and shakes his head. "Don't worry, he's probably the best thing that's happened to me, and a lot has happened to me."

Punz smiles. "Have a good night, Tommy, alright? Don't let Purpled annoy the shit outta you." Punz ruffles Tommy's hair and walks away, leaving Tommy in the cold and smiling because he finally feels like he has a family and he knows it's sappy but he's happy for now.

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"Hey, Ranboo, I need to ask you something."

Ranboo walks into their room. "What's up?"

"Do you wanna invite Tommy over for dinner?" Tubbo asks, holding up his phone.

"Yeah, sure. Are you gonna make dinner or am I doing that?"

"I'll make it, you can let them in." Ranboo smiles.

"Yeah, I can do that." Tubbo smiles at him.

"Thanks, Ran."

| Tubbo: Hey Tommy

| Tubbo: Wanna come over for dinner?

| Tommy: yeah sure

| Tubbo: See you at our house at 6:00?

| Tommy: yep

| Tubbo: can't wait to see you! - ranboo

| Tommy: cant wait to see you guys too

Someone knocks on the door, and Ranboo quickly runs to answer it.

"Oh, Tommy! Purpled! Hi, come in!" Ranboo pulls the door farther open and lets them walk inside.

"Where's Tubbo?" Tommy questions.

"Oh, he's making dinner."

"What are we having?"

"To be honest with you, Purpled, I don't know. He said it was a surprise or something."

"Who's that, Ranboo?" Tubbo calls from the kitchen.

"Tommy and Purpled."

"Oh, Purpled's here, too?"

"Yeah, I think Tommy brought him along or something."

"Oh, alright, thanks Ran."

"Of course, Tub. Follow me, guys." Ranboo leads them to the dining room. "You guys can sit here." Ranboo pulls out their chairs, and the two sit down, thanking Ranboo. He smiles back.

Tubbo brings out the dinner which was baked potatoes and steak. Tommy stares at the potato as if it's going to kill him.

"Hey, Tommy, what's wrong?" Tubbo asks, almost mockingly.

"Nothing. Thank you, Tubbo." Tommy forces a smile.

"So when were you gonna tell me you were getting married?" The table goes silent.

"We weren't comfortable telling anyone. Nobody knows except Puffy." Purpled answers after a few seconds.

"You never told me, either, Tubbo," Tommy says, and the other two sit there in silence.

"You never talk to me anymore, how could I have?"

"Just because I don't message you doesn't mean you can't ever talk to me again."

"Well, it would be awkward if I did and I got no answer," Tubbo argues.

"Sometimes people don't know how to answer when their ex-best friend texts them for the first time in months!"

"I'm your ex-best friend now? How lovely."

"You're the one that fucking exiled me. You don't deserve to be my best friend anymore. You don't even fucking deserve to be my friend."

"And Purpled does?" Tommy glares at him.

"He's been there for me when you weren't!"

"I know for a fact you chose to get married because you wanted to make me jealous."

"He asked me, asshole! Maybe you do learn more every day."

"Maybe if you appreciated me more you would've known!"

"Oh, I have to appreciate you? I have to appreciate you?!" Tommy yells, "You were never fucking there when I needed you! Dream told me nobody was there except him and maybe he was right! Nobody was there until Purpled saw me and comforted me! In all honestly, you should appreciate me more!"

"I'm sorry, Purpled, I genuinely didn't know this would happen." Ranboo apologizes.

"Don't worry, Ranboo." Purpled smiles at him.

"Hey, Tommy, maybe we should go." Purpled talks quietly in case Tommy might blow up again on him as well.

"Gladly!" Tommy grabs Purpled's hand and pulls him out of the mansion.

"Tubbo, what the hell happened?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because he's with Purpled!"

"I thought you were friends with him?" Ranboo asks, confused.

"Why would I be friends with him now when he took the person I've known longer from me? He's my best friend!"

"Tubbo, you really shouldn't say Tommy is only your friend. Other people can be friends with him."

"But not Purpled! Purpled doesn't even talk to anyone besides Punz and now Tommy apparently."

"He talks to Hannah, Puffy, Ponk, and I think he used to talk to Dream as well."

"Dream's an asshole, Ponk has one important thing on the server, Puffy's everyone therapist, and Hannah only talks to him because they play Bedwars together."

"Tubbo, you're just jealous. Let it go, and it'll be fine."

"Whatever." Tubbo crosses his arms.

The next day, another person knocks at the door.

"Tubbo? Ranboo?"

Ranboo opens the door. "Yeah?"

"Is Tubbo here? I need to talk to him."

"Yeah, you can come in, he's in the living room."

"Thank you." Puffy walks in, and quickly finds the living room.

"Oh, Puffy, hi." Tubbo waves at her. He watches Ranboo go upstairs to talk to Michael.

"Tubbo, we need to have a talk."

"Is this about Tommy?"

"Yes, is it."

"Look, I'm pissed because Tommy has Purpled when Purpled doesn't even talk to anyone or do anything useful anymore."

"Well, I heard you got into an argument with him."

"Yeah, he started it and I ended because I was being the bigger person." Tubbo lies easily.

"Really? Cause he said you started it and then his husband ended it."

"Tommy also has a reputation to lie."

Tubbo stares at Tommy and Purpled coldly. He's not terrified at all. In fact, he feels confident.

Tubbo, Ranboo, Tommy, Purpled, and Puffy were sitting at the Socializing Club. Tubbo was on the left side of the table with Ranboo beside Tubbo, and then Tommy and Purpled on the right side. Puffy sits at the end of the table between the group.

"Tubbo, tell Tommy why you argued with him."

"I wanted to get back at you for taking advantage of me."

"Oh, I took-"

"Tommy." Purpled puts his hand on top of Tommy's, and Tommy takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm down. Tubbo rolls his eyes at this, though no one notices.

"Tommy, tell Tubbo why you argued back."

"Cause in no way would I let him take control of me or let myself be wrong. Why the hell would I do that?"

"Yeah, right, because I took control of you," Tubbo argues.

"Tubbo, this isn't the place to argue."

"It's not a place to agree, either."

"It's the Socializing Club?"

"Shut up, you're not a part of this, Purpled!" Tubbo snaps.

"Technically, he is a part of this because he was there when it happened. So was Ranboo, so he's a part of this, too. So it's fair."

"He won't say a word!"

"I have nothing to add," Ranboo says, leaning back into his chair.

"Help me here, Ranboo!" Tubbo begs.

"To be fair, you started the argument and then Purpled ended it."

"Ranboo!"

"Oh, that's what really happened?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Tubbo told me that Tommy started it and he was being the bigger person and ended it."

"Tubbo what the fuck?"

"Tommy deserves it."

"You know what, Tubbo. I've been through fucking hell to even be alive and where I am now. I'm not even over the fact that I died and then came back to life! Or the fact that I was killed in a prison by Dream! Or that you exiled me from the country we started together! Or the fact that Ghostbur doesn't fucking remember what Wilbur was like! You have no fucking clue what's happened to me. And you're living your life with a fucking son and husband. Puffy, I appreciate your attempt to make things better, but it's not gonna work. Thank you, though."

Tommy gets up, grabs Purpled's hand and they leave.

Of course, Tubbo is surprised by Tommy's outburst.

"Go home, boys. We'll have to see what the hell we're gonna do about you." Tubbo and Ranboo get up and leave.

"Tubbo, you lied to her?!"

"Of course I did! You would've lied if you couldn't figure out how to get out of the situation for free."

"I would've told the truth."

"No, you wouldn't, right?" Tubbo stares at him, and Ranboo shrinks under his glare.

"I would," Ranboo admits, even if it's not true.

"Exactly. We should get to bed now, right?"

"Yes."

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Last night, Purpled saw Tommy leave but didn't feel the need to say anything. He was too tired to say anything. But when he was woken up at exactly 5:12 A.M., he was sure he would mention it.

"HOLY FUCK PURPLED LOOK AT THIS!"

"What the fuck?" Purpled shoves Tommy away, and he barely has the chance to sit up and rub his eyes to try and wake up when Tommy shoves something into his hand.

"LOOK AT THAT!"

"What is..." Once Purpled really looks at it, he gasps. "Holy shit. This is awesome! Also, what the fuck, Tommy."

"What?"

"It's 5:15, in the morning, may I add, why the fuck are you awake?"

"I swear to Philza fucking Minecraft if you care more about the fact that I'm awake now instead of the fact that our fucking rings are done and we can get married I will literally fucking divorce you."

"Do it, you won't." Purpled challenges.

Tommy smiles. "Yeah, I won't, you fucker."

"Let's go get married, you idiot."

"Sapnap!" Tommy screams at Sapnap. Poor Sapnap was walking on Prime Path.

"Oh my God, what?"

"How do you get married?" Tommy asks, practically bouncing from excitement.

"Why are you asking me, exactly?" Sapnap questions.

"Cause you're married to Karl and Quackity."

"Don't tell us that you don't know how-"

"I know how to get married, dumbass."

"...Then how do you get married?" Purpled asks this time, and Sapnap rolls his eyes.

"Go look it up."

Tommy leans closer to Purpled. "He doesn't know how to get married." Tommy whispers, just loud enough for Sapnap to hear and pull out his sword and point it at Tommy's throat. Tommy looks down at the sword and, purposefully being sarcastic, he looks away, his eyes go wide for a second.

Purpled takes out his own sword and holds it against Sapnap's sword. "Hey, hey, hey, put the sword down."

"Why should I do that, exactly?"

"Because I play Bedwars and you suck at Bedwars."

"What does Bedwars have to do with anything?"

"I don't know, maybe think about when you played Bedwars with me and tell me," Purpled replies sarcastically, and Sapnap rolls his eyes.

"Fine." Sapnap puts his sword away, and Purpled lowers his yet doesn't put it away.

"We'll go ask someone ask, bitch." Tommy walks away, Purpled quickly follows.

"Hey, Phil!" The duo stops Phil from leaving his house to go talk to Ghostbur.

"Hi, Purpled. What do you two need?"

"How do you get married?" Tommy asks before Purpled can, and Purpled glares at Tommy.

"Why do you not know?"

"Because I wasn't worried about it until now," Tommy admits with an awkward smile.

Phil sighs. "Well, first one of you has to propose. Then you usually wait to afford everything, but we can pay with diamonds or something. You have to invite people, get food, music, decor, and a cake, and usually, one of you wears a dress and the other wears a tux, but I assume you're both wearing tuxedos. If you want it to be small then you don't need decor and all that. Then find someone to marry you. And you have to say vows -- or you don't, nobody really cares -- and then say "I do," and you're basically married."

"Thanks, Philza." The two run away, and Phil sighs again.

"Sam Nook, we need you to do this for us."

"Do what?"

"We need you to marry us," Tommy explains what he needs to do.

"Okay!"

"Cool! See you in a few hours!"

"Bye, TommyInnit and Purpled!"

"Waiting for them to finish making the wedding thing sucks. If we made it ourselves it would've been done quicker." Tommy complains, laying on his bed with his arms outstretched.

"They're making it perfect, Tommy. If you did it, everything would've been lopsided or something would be missing."

"Fuck you."

"No."

"What."

"What?"

"Hey, will you marry me?" Tommy asks randomly.

"I thought we're already getting-" Purpled starts before Tommy cuts him off.

"I'm proposing, dumbass."

"Oh! Yeah, sure."

"Okay, here's the ring." Tommy slips the ring onto his finger, and Purpled holds his hand out, looking at the red flower.

"Cool. Okay, now gimme the purple one." Tommy sets the ring onto Purpled's palm, and Purpled puts the purple flower ring onto Tommy's finger.

"These are so pog." Tommy stares at the ring, flipping his hand over multiple times as if he's trying to memorize what it looks like.

"For real."

"Anyways. Can't they hurry up?"

"Goddamnit, Tommy."

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"Tommy, you're not allowed to see what he looks like until you walk down the aisle. That's how it works."

"Phil, you've fixed my tie at least ten times now. It looks fine." Tommy hits his hand away.

"C'mon, I want you to look your best when you're going down the aisle." Phil adjusts Tommy's tie one more time before deciding it looks good.

Phil was currently in the bathroom with Tommy, trying to fix his hair, his suit, and everything else because Phil is a concerned parent and needs Tommy to look his best. Tommy picked out his suit himself. It was red and he had a purple tie and he loved it.

Suddenly, the door flies open, and in comes Techno, Ghostbur trailing behind. 

"Tommy!" Techno yells. Tommy turns around and immediately cringes.

"Tommy, when did you get married?" Ghostbur asks, much calmer.

Tommy hesitated, "Uh... a... few, months ago..?"

"And you didn't tell us?" Techno stormed up to him, and Phil steps in front.

"Maybe this is why."

Techno laughs. "You act like I'm mad because he's getting married. I'm mad because he didn't tell me."

"Tommy, what did you think we'd do?" Ghostbur asks, putting his hands on Tommy's cheeks.

"I don't know, we were just scared."

"Oh, Tommy. We wouldn't judge you-" Ghostbur starts before Techno cuts him off.

"If anyone judged you we'd kill them."

"Thanks, Techno. And both of you, too, Phil and Ghost."

Meanwhile, Ponk and Punz were helping Purpled get ready -- though Purpled told them multiple times that he didn't need any help getting ready for his wedding. Purpled's suit was purple, obviously, but his tie was red.

"C'mon, Purp, your hair looks terrible right now."

"Oh, fuck you, Punz."

"What happened to the poof in your hair?" Ponk asks, messing his hair up.

Purpled smacks his hand away. "The hell does that mean?"

"C'mon, your hair is always all fluffy and poofy or whatever."

Punz starts laughing. "What do you mean 'or whatever'?" Punz can barely get his question out before wheezing.

"I didn't know how else to explain it!" Ponk defends himself while Purpled leans back on the wall and watches.

"You're so stupid!" Punz laughs. Ponk crosses his arms.

"Listen, you try to explain what Purpled's hair looked like."

Punz takes a deep breath to try and calm himself down. "It's fluffy..?" Punz says, ending it with a questioning tone.

"Oh my god- I hate you." Punz continues laughing, and even Purpled starts giggling.

"Holy shit, we've gotta get ready. You're all good, right, Purp?"

"Yeah, I've been fine for a while."

"Okay, well we're your best men or whatever they're called-"

"Best men." Ponk confirms, laughing.

Punz points his three fingers at him while his pointer and thumb are together -- imagine the 'OK' sign but their fingers are put together -- and says, "Shut up, Ponk."

"Anyways," Punz continues, "we're your best men, and we have to walk someone down the aisle or whatever."

"Well, you better get ready."

"Shit, you're right. See ya, idiot." Ponk ruffles his hair and Purpled smacks his hands away.

"Fuck you."

Long story short, everyone on the server was invited (even people like Dream were there since this was special). Tommy walked down the aisle -- keep in mind he almost tripped, and couldn't stop laughing the entire time he walked down the aisle since Techno was the flower girl. Ranboo and Michael made it to the wedding, but Tubbo refused to go. Michael gave them their rings (Ranboo helped him) and they didn't bother having Sam Nook read the basic wedding stuff because Tommy was desperately trying not to laugh. Apparently, he wasn't over Flower Girl Technoblade.

They got Niki to make a few cakes -- she definitely went overboard with the decorations since the cakes were average birthday cake height. Even though there were way too many decorations on the cakes, they were really good. All three cakes were gone by the time they got to dancing.

Then the dancing. Neither of them knew how to dance, so when the slow dance came on, everyone was laughing. Multiple times they both stepped on the other's feet, at least twice Tommy tripped and almost fell, and since they were almost the same height, everyone tried to get Tommy to spin. None of them knew why, they just knew it would be funny. Tommy would spin while Purpled would hold his hand up to help spin him. Tommy got tangled and almost fell. Phil decided that the slow dance wasn't the best idea, so they changed the music back to the normal music everyone could dance to.

Then a few people waited until after the wedding was over to talk to them. Eret didn't give a physical present, but he told them they could come to his castle whenever they needed to. BadBoyHalo gave them some giftcard for a Hypixel game. Drista and Lani were basically screaming, hugging them, and telling them how happy they were. Michael had told them he didn't know them very well but he was happy for them. Niki told them she had made them another cake and would let them know when she can give it to them. Slimecicle told them he got them a pet and told them to meet him tomorrow at Tommy's house so he could give it to them. Vikkstar gave Tommy a high-five and hug, and Tommy was practically shaking in excitement. Foolish told them he'd be happy to make them a house, and Purpled told him they would contact him if they needed to.

Once they got to Purpled's UFO, they quickly took off the suits and changed into something much more comfortable. Tommy fell onto Purpled's bed, not even bothering to pull the blanket over him as he curled into the sweatshirt he was wearing. Purpled lays beside him, wrapping his arms around Tommy's shoulder, and pulling the blanket over the two of them.

Tommy fell asleep first, he looked so tired. Purpled was quick to fall asleep after knowing Tommy was asleep as well. It's not like getting married was hard, it was just tiring. They both deserve some sleep as well. When will they ever use their suits again? They're not sure. Will they use them at some point? Of course. But that's something to worry about another time. For now, they deserve sleep.