Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors
Summary: The Chapter you all have been waiting for!
Home alone and finishing up a birthday present for Michael, Tommy gets some unexpected Visitors.
Inspired by Tommy Innit's Clinic for Supervillains by bonesandthebees
TW: Injury, Stab Wound/Gash, Blood
AO3 Here
(The Bench Trio’s Apartment)
After making sure the bills have been paid on time and coming back from a grocery run (why did Tommy have to deal with Karens outside of work?) Tommy sagged into the blue worn out couch that sat in front of the TV. A sigh of relief escaped his lips. It has been a long day! Grabbing the plush and the needle and thread from bedside the couch, Tommy got to work. Michael’s birthday was next week and Tommy was determined to finish this!
The TV was on some channel that Tommy doesn’t remember what he settled on. The Discovery Channel? The Nature Channel? One of the News Channels? Or did he have NetFlix on? Shrugging his shoulders since Tommy only put the TV on for background noise, he went to work putting the finishing touches on the chicken plush.
It was one of the rare times that Tommy had the apartment to himself. Tubbo finished up his freelance project and had instantly put that into his portfolio. Tubbo has been trying to compile that thing and get into some of the best Tech Schools L’Manburg has to offer! Hopefully, Tubbo will hear back soon. Speaking of Tubbo, Tommy found a note when he got back from grocery shopping. Saying that both he and Ranboo were going to The Captain’s to sign up for some Self Defense Classes after Ranboo got off work. To say that Tommy was a bit surprised by that, would be an understatement. But then Tommy reminded himself that he had literally just healed Erinyes a few weeks ago so . . . Yeah, Tommy couldn’t really blame Tubbo and Ranboo for wanting to take extra precaution around here.
Tommy’s relaxation was short-lived by the pounding on the door. Tommy paused, turning the volume down for a minute. The pounding started up again, yup, it was definitely his door that someone was pounding on. If Karen’s kids were playing ding-dong ditch again he was going to go over there and give them a piece of his mind! The pounding was a lot louder this time and it sounded a bit more urgent. Oh Primes, did Tubbo or Ranboo get injured while they were out?
Quickly heading to the door with an insult on the tip of his tongue if it wasn’t Ranboo or Tubbo. Seriously, who could be pounding on his door at this time of night? Not bothering to check the peephole, Tommy swung open the door.
“If you fuckers are playing ding-dong ditch again - What the fuck?!”
It was in fact not an injured Ranboo or Tubbo nor was it Karen’s Entitled Kids from the First Floor. No, it was much worse. Tommy would actually prefer those two monsters over the ones who were actually at his door.
Orcus and Siren. Orcus and Siren! Were standing in front of Tommy’s door! What the actual fuck?!
Orcus was just as every bit of impressive as he was intimidating, with his massive Midnight Black Wings, a veil covering his face, razor sharp talons and a ton and half rumors that Orcus can communicate with a Murder of Crows as his little spies. Not only that but Orcus ability was Air Manipulation. On paper Air Manipulation sounded like a pitiful power to have, but with someone like Orcus, it was a very powerful ability. The Ability to create a very gentle breeze for the kids in the parks during the Annual Kite Competition, bringing stranded sails boats to the docks, to literally creating Tornadoes, Hurricanes, Cyclones, and Wind Tunnels that could take out an entire block.
But one of the big things that has Orcus as the Number One Supervillain in all of L’Manburg. It wasn’t that Orcus was one of the Leaders of the Syndicate, but Orcus used to be a Hero before he joined the Syndicate. Orcus was known as the Archangel. One of the top Four Heroes when Tommy grew up. There were a ton and half rumors and Conspiracy Theories all over the web as to why Orcus switched sides. Most if not all of them contained Lady Death herself when she was alive.
Siren had dark curly brown hair with a white streaked, a blue shirt that looks like it was made from the ocean itself, black ripped jeans, combat boots and his trademark trench coat. He was also wearing his infamous Masquerade Seashell Mask with his golden eyes. Fangs peeking out from his mouth, blue-green and gold scales littered his chest, neck, and clawed web hands. There were some rumors that Siren was actually a Siren Hybrid and if he ever fully transformed that would be it for anyone who stood in his way.
However, what actually caught Tommy’s attention was Siren, leaning heavily onto Orcus. An arm and hand holding over his side and stomach with blood seeping through.
“Why are you here?!” Tommy managed to get out after a few minutes of staring at the two Supervillains in utter shock and panic.
“Erinyes said you were a Healer,” Orcus informed simply.
Seriously?!
“Primes, you saved a fucking villain’s life once and he’s giving your address out to the whole neighborhood,” Tommy grumbled more to himself.
Now, Tommy was a lot of things but stupid wasn’t one of them! He knew that if he slammed the door on these two fukers and refused to help or called the cops when he was done helping them. That the Syndicate not to mention all of the other Villains in L’Manburg, would be on his ass in no time! Whether he saved Erinyes’s life or not.
“I don’t really have a choice in this do I?” Tommy asked, stepping aside and letting them in.
“No, mate, you don’t,” Orcus answered. Well at least they were being honest.
Orcus brought Siren into the apartment and Tommy quickly closed the door and scurried over to the bathroom to retrieve the medical kit that they bought in case of emergencies and have been adding things to it. Tommy grabbed a bunch of towels and headed back to the TV Room.
Placing the towels on the couch so as to not get blood on it, Tommy motioned for Orcus to place Siren there. Tommy quickly removed his sewing project and supplies and then quickly grabbed the needle, in case he might need to do some stitching depending on how bad the injury was.
“Sorry, about this mate. We were in the area and there’s no way I could get Siren back to our place to patch him up,” Orcus apologized when he sat Siren down on the couch.
“Yeah, yeah. Alright Siren, I need you to take your coat off, then I need to lift your shirt to see how bad the injury is,” Tommy instructed.
Siren hissed as he struggled to shrug his trench coat off. Tommy just tossed it on the other side of the couch and then proceeded to lift Siren’s shirt. Okay, so Tommy had two of the top Supervillains in his apartment and apartantly they knew he had healing powers. Primes, Tommy hoped that Ranboo and Tubbo would not come home soon. There was just no way that he would be able to explain this, let alone that there was no way either one of them wouldn’t call the cops or the hotline.
Okay, Tommy, focus! Focus here! You need to focus!
Tommy began examining the wound. The stab wound was in the stomach area, not good, along with a large deep gash along the side as well. Tommy decided to start with the stab wound, it would take up a lot of energy for him to heal it, depending on how deep the wound was. But that’s the number priority because if it hit the stomach lining then there’s no telling what kind of damage it would do. After that, Tommy would see how much energy he has left to heal the gash. Probably enough to heal it partially and then he’d be able to stitch it up from there.
Gathering the antiseptic wipes and the gauze, Tommy starts to clean the area of the stab wound and then starts to clean the stab wound itself. Trying very hard to not put so much pressure on Siren but at the same time he needed to make sure the wound wasn’t infected. Tommy can heal any physical wound but not when it came to any kind of illness this included infections.
After cleaning the wound and making sure the area was as clean as he could get, Tommy put his hands on the wound and pressed it together. Concentrating on the wound and focusing on his powers to heal it, Tommy felt the familiar warmth begin to spread through him and his hands began to glow orange. Tommy felt Siren’s insides begin to stitch themselves back together. It seemed like from what Tommy could see in his mind’s eye that Siren was a lucky bastard and it missed his stomach lining but just barely. Feeling a pounding headache coming, Tommy pulled back with a gasp. Where the stab once was was now a jagged pink scar with very tendered new skin.
Tommy took several deep breaths to try and calm his rapid breathing and his spinning head. Tommy heard shuffling and then the slam of cupboard doors, then the faucet being turned on. Then Tommy felt the cool glass in his hands, opening his eyes, Tommy saw that Orcus had handed Tommy a glass of water.
“Drink it’ll help with the dizzy spell,” Orcus instructed.
Tommy sipped the water and after a few minutes began to feel better. He then looked at Siren. “I still have enough energy left to partially heal the gash. I won’t be able to do much without passing the fuck out but I should be able to heal it enough that you’ll be able to stitch it up and let it heal normally without any problems.”
Siren thought it over and gave a nod. Tommy came back over and did the same thing that he did with the stab wound. Cleaned the gash and the area, before putting his hands on the wound and pressing it together. Tommy’s hands began to glow and the nausea and the pounding headache returned. Tommy pulled back before it became too much and wound up passing out.
The wound was still there but could easily be stitched and wrapped up without any problem. The bleeding has stopped completely. Tommy took his time to make sure that the dizzy spell went away first and that his hands had stopped shaking. Tommy grabbed the needle and the thread and began stitching Siren up like a pro. When Tommy was done, he put a gauze patch on the wound then taped the patch, then Tommy took bandages out of the Medical Kit and wrapped it around Siren.
Siren looked down at the patch job that Tommy just did. “That’s impressive. You’ve done this before?”
Tommy bit his lip, how was he supposed to explain this? Because he had done this before! Years ago, when Tommy was about twelve or thirteen when he first learned that he had healing powers. And it was also when Tommy nearly got kidnapped because of his healing powers and if it wasn’t for Tubbo? Yeah, okay, how to explain this to two of the top Villains?
“Yeah, I did. Had to patch someone up, years ago when my powers first came in. Couldn’t go to the hospital at the time.” Tommy explained settling with the half truth.
“Thank you. For not only saving my life but Erinyes as well,” Siren said. “Looks like the Syndicate owes you not one but two favors now.”
“Look I didn’t heal Erinyes just to be owed a favor. And you don’t owe me anything!” Tommy tried to dismiss it. He really didn’t want someone to owe him anything, he couldn’t go through that again!
Orcus tilted his head like a bird examining something. “Why did you heal Erinyes that night? He told us that he was passed out. You could’ve easily called the cops on him and no one would’ve known it was you.”
“You don’t think I know that?! I literally spent nearly five minutes with myself debating on just calling the cops! Or the damn hotline! Hell I had my phone in my hand right then and there when I was debating with myself!” Tommy scoffed. “Look, I don’t agree with your guys motives, or whatever the hell the reason is that you’re Villains! You still don’t deserve to bleed out in some dingy alley. Maybe in an epic Hero Fight, but not in a back alley.”
“You’re very empathetic Tommy. Most people wouldn’t think that we Villains are people too.” Now, the alarm bells were beginning to go off in Tommy’s head. How the hell did the Orcus know his name?
“How the fuck do you know my name?” Tommy demanded.
Orcus smiled or Tommy assumed that he smiled. “We’re Villains Tommy. We were able to find out your name and address.”
Tommy felt like there’s more to it than that, but he wasn’t going to press his luck. Not with the Syndicate at least! These guys were the Kings of the Underground for a reason.
“I think it’s about time that we got out of your hair Tommy,” Siren said, standing up and wincing. Grabbing his trademark trench and gingerly putting it back on. Both Orcus and Siren began to walk to the door
“You guys are lucky my roommates were out! I have no idea how I would have explained all this if they were here!” Tommy huffed.
“You have roommates?” Siren asked. Tommy nodded and Siren smirked. “Well, then we should get your number so we don’t show up at your doorstep if this happens again.”
“If this happens again?!” Tommy nearly shouted. There’s no way he heard that right.
“Look mate, we’re not going to force you to become our healer unless you want to. But right now, you have two favors owed to you. That’s very beneficial to you. You don’t have to make a decision right now, but we can promise you money and protection if you decide to say yes.”
Tommy was silent for a moment. He didn’t heal Erinyes just to get in the Syndicate’s good graces. Okay, well that was a bit of a lie. Tommy knew that if the Syndicate ever found out that if Tommy was there then he would have been dead. But he also knew there were benefits to helping the Syndicate. And while Tommy was super prideful, money was a big sore spot for him and his roommates.
“I’ll think about it,” Tommy offered. “But no promises.”
“That’s great! Think you can still give us your number? If there’s an emergency we’ll probably be coming to you anyway whether you made the decision or not.” Orcus supplied with a knowing smirk of his own.
Of fucking course! Typical Villains!
“Yeah, sure. I better not be getting any calls because you stubbed your toe, twisted your ankle or wound up getting a nasty paper cut though!” Tommy grumbled picking up a small pad and wrote his number on the piece of paper and handed it to Orcus.
“Thanks again mate. We do owe you one for this.” Orcus folded the piece of paper and put it into his pocket. Then led Siren out the door and towards the backfire exit down the hall. Tommy was not going to question how they knew about that.
Tommy took a deep breath to try and calm his nerves down, then started to clean up. After making sure that everything was good and that all the evidence that Siren or Orcus was ever there was gone. Tommy plopped himself back on the couch. What the hell did he get himself into?
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Characters:
Siren - Wilbur
Orcus - Phil
Erinyes - Technoblade
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Previous Chapters
Chapter 1: Head Wound Tumblr Here AO3 Here
Chapter 2: Nuke and Ender Tumblr Here AO3 Here
Chapter 3: Some New Faces Tumblr Here AO3 Here
Chapter 4: Some New Places Tumblr Here AO3 Here
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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @isa-ghost, @tracobuttons, @a-humble-narcissus, @ashedflower, @septic-dr-schneep
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how ctechno tries to court cdream? Like what methods he uses?
well, he tries a lot of things from a wide variety of cultures because, again, he's not entirely sure what culture dream is from.
first, he tries other nether customs because he may not know what dream is, but he's pretty sure dream grew up with sapnap who was raised by bad... or something.
the thing is, though, techno is trying to show that he's very serious about respecting the merging of their two cultures. so, he decides to add some piglin flair to everything. how does he do that? by making it all a competition. because competitiveness is a love language, especially in piglin culture where by engaging in competition, you're showing that you're on equal footing and will make a good match.
this means that with everything techno tries, dream just assumes it's a part of their rivalry.
"hey dream. I bet I can loot this fortress before you." "okay so we both walk into a fortess, get ourselves withered, and see who cracks first and drinks milk." "we both have to raise and defend these turtle eggs. whoever's turtles are healthiest, wins."
that... doesn't work. dream is really into it, of course, and takes all the opportunities he can get to try and rack up his wins against techno, but he doesn't show signs of taking the courting to the next step.
so, techno is kinda in this limbo where he's engaged to the guy, but he can't seem to figure out what he needs to do to get the guy to actually marry him.
phil is... equally baffled. listen. listen. phil is married to the goddess of death. that is... not a normal relationship, so he doesn't really have a good basis for giving relationship advice. he just thinks dream is testing techno, seeing if he's really the best suited partner, but they can't figure out what dream wants techno to do.
it doesn't help that dream is also oblivious to the more obvious human customs. the dates techno takes them on? dream thinks it's another level of their rivalry. baking date? okay, so they're seeing who can bake the best cake. going for a nice evening stroll around the server? dream will be sure to kill more mobs than techno.
it just... doesn't occur to dream that techno's essentially flirting with him. dream's mind is so jumbled with everything happening on the server that he never even stops to consider it.
but, well, his rivalry with techno is the one thing that hasn't changed during all of this, so he'll keep it for as long as he's able to.
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