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Tommy wakes up with a light headache.
He looks around to see he is laying on a couch, Wilbur’s couch to be exact.
He sees his phone on the table next to him and he quickly grabs it.
He first checks simply plural to see Clem one of the caretakers of the system has fronted for 2 hours and wil a protector for 1 hour.
Going to their shared discord server he checks for notes they left behind.
“Wil got front triggered by a drunk dude that attacked us while we were meeting up with wilbur Phil Tubbo and Ranboo. After I took over, we got to Wilbur’s house, I ate something, showered and after layed down on the couch to take a nap.” - Clem [She/They]
Tommy carefully touches his hair to feel that it isn’t fully dry yet. ‘Couldn’t have been a very long nap then.’ He thinks.
“Tommy, You’re awake!” The voice suddenly brings him out of his thoughts, he looks up to see Ranboo standing in front of him.
“Hello boo boy, where are the others?” Tommy ask, looking around.
“Wilbur and Phil are too the grocery store, Phil said something about having nothing to cook with? and Tubbo is taking a nap upstairs” Ranboo answers.
‘Did I hear something about cooking’ someone suddenly says, so sudden that if Tommy hadn’t recognized their voice he would have looked around to see if someone was standing behind him.
‘Emmy, why are you so close to front? I thought I made it clear I was meeting with my friends today.’ Tommy says annoyed that the middle managed to get this close to front.
‘I, w-well, uhh’ they sputter, ‘Clem and Wil were at front earlier! So I thought I could just be a bit closer then normal?’ Their sentence ending like a question.
‘Emmy you know that they fronted because the body needed it, not because they want to cook or something else fun.’ Tommy sighs, hearing them bite down a sob before feeling their presence leave; being replaced by another one.
‘Sorry, I just noticed they were so close to front.’ The new presence says, ‘Gabriel, on time as always’ Tommy’s voice says teasingly.
‘I was a bit busy with something Tommy,’ the older man sighs, and Tommy just can feel the frown coming on Gabriel’s face, ‘you could be nicer to them you know? They wanted to spend some time with their friends too, nothing is wrong with that.’
And something in that sentence makes Tommy unbelievably angry, and so he does what believes is best. He lashes out.
‘Those Are My Friends! Not Theirs! I Didn’t spends hours, months! Making these friends just for Emmy to look at them once and decide that they are their friends too! My friends!! They don’t even know Emmy exist!’ He yells angrily, all his attention focused on Gabriel that he doesn’t notice another presence at front.
‘Tommy,’ a soft voice suddenly says making Tommy flinch slightly, ‘Tommy, calm down, deep breaths,’ the voice says again. And without wanting to he calms down, and there are only some people in his system who can do that; the name spoken before he can think it.
‘Thank you Coffee’ Gabriel says to the now named voice, ‘ofcourse man, no problem’ coffee responds, before turning to Tommy. ‘You good Tom?’ They say, only to be met with a angry glare.
Both of them hear a loud sign and look at the source, ‘I think we should go, let Tommy spend time with his friends.’ Gabriel says, looking at coffee, ‘alright, talk to you later Tommy’
Tommy stays silent till both of their presences are fully gone, slowly trying to ground himself.
When he finally has grounded himself enough, he is ready to start apologizing to Ranboo for ‘zoning out’.
The apology already on his lips, dies out the moment he sees Ranboo’s unfocused eyes.
“Ah shit.” Because he knows that look and he is not sure if he likes to see it on his friend’s face.
Luckily it isn’t long before Ranboo’s eyes focus again, unluckily there isn’t a hint of recognition in them.
“Boob boy?” Ranboo’s? Eyes dart to him, only giving a slow nod in response. No chuckle or fake annoyance, No raised eyebrow or complaining about getting called boob, only a slow nod that confirms Tommy’s suspicions.
He lets out a small sigh, ignoring how Clem’s presence is close to front like she is trying too give him silent support.
“Alright, ur definitely not Ranboo, so now is the question. Who are you?”