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lildevyl · 9 months

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Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic, Chapter 12: Tubbo, You're Going!

Summary: Tubbo gets his letter from the Esempi Tech School. Tommy tries to figure out how they are going to pay the rest of the tuition.

TW: I don't think there's any in this chapter!

A/N: This is a bit of a filler chapter and this focuses more on some Character Development with the Bench Trio. So, I'm trying really hard to start writing again and I do apologize for the long a waited wait for the next update! Will try to write some more chapters before school starts then try to update when I can!

Enjoy the story! HAPPY CREATING!

(Bench Trio Apartment)

Things at the house between Tommy and his best friends/roommates have been tense. Tubbo kept checking his phone as if he was expecting a call of some sort. At first, Tommy thought that it was a client that had hired Tubbo to make them something for the up-and-coming Robot Wars. But the way Tubbo was acting it didn’t seem like that was it at all and there was no way that Tubbo would be this tense or worried about work. So something clearly was bugging Tubbo but every time Tommy brought it up, it was met with a flimsy excuse or another until Tommy dropped the subject altogether.

Ranboo wasn’t doing much better. Ranboo kept up with the news more often than he usually did. Normally, Ranboo would just turn on the news station to see what the weather was going to be like or just catch the morning show that he loved so much.

But recently Tommy noticed that Ranboo has not only been keeping an eye on the news channels but also any sightings relating to the Syndicate. Including the app that was preloaded on every phone on the Heroes & Villains Alert. It was strange, Ranboo never showed a huge amount of interest in the Heroes and Villains before. So why the sudden change?

It had been over a month since Tommy healed Siren and Tommy gave them his number. So far nothing. No phone calls, no text messages, nothing. Tommy allowed himself to relax after about a week of silence. He still had a lot of fun at the Café with Wilbur and occasionally Techno would come in too. Tommy loved to banter with Wilbur and Wilbur had no problem in talking with Tommy about anything and everything. Tommy still smiled when he remembered their encounters. It was special to him.

As Tommy went through his daily routine of getting ready for the day during this late morning. Tommy decided to head down and check the mail. Junk mail, junk mail, a letter for Tubbo, junk mail. A new restaurant called Vulpes just opened up and was having its grand opening. Junk mail, a letter for Ranboo from work, a letter to Tommy from work, bill, bill, rent’s due soon, a catalog and magazine for Tubbo.

Tommy didn’t really pay much attention to the mail as he sorted it. When he was done he just took his letter from work and began to read it and a smile appeared on his face. Tommy would be eligible for benefits here soon! Great! He could easily sign up for Health Insurance and will really help them out in the long run! Checking his watch, Tommy saw that he had some time to grab a quick lunch before he had to head out.

(Bad’s Café)

The Café was buzzing with people! People came to get their coffees straight from work, and the evening crew got their caffeine before heading out. School kids came in to hang out with their friends before school started in about a month. College and Tech stunts piling in and getting their favorite snacks before heading off and grabbing their dorm rooms. Tommy honestly didn’t mind it. He loved the busy rush between afternoon and evening. It made the time go by faster and if he was lucky. Tommy would be able to get out a bit early.

The mad rush soon died down, and Tommy was finally able to breathe for a bit and have a little fun bantering with Wilbur. Right now, he was currently in a debate with Wilbur about, believe it or not, sand. Sand!

“Oh, my Primes! Wilbur! You eat sand?!” Tommy exclaimed, hoping he heard the brunette wrong.

“What’s wrong with sand? It’s crunching, it’s nice, it’s good.” Wilbur explained like he was talking about the weather and not eating sand.

The two went back and forth for a while on this topic before the doorbell chimed again and in walked a solemn-looking Tubbo and a concerned-looking Ranboo. Tommy stopped his banter with Wilbur when the two walked in to give a heartfelt greeting and was suddenly concerned when he saw the look on Tubbo. Tubbo and Ranboo grabbed a seat at a nearby corner table and Tommy quickly excused himself to see what was up with his two roommates.

Tubbo and Ranboo rarely came to the Café when Tommy was working. They stopped by every now and then and Tommy had no problem with it. What concerned Tommy though was just how down Tubbo looked when the two came in. Tommy walked over to the two with drinks in hand. Tommy knew their orders by heart and Tubbo looked like he could use a pick-me-up.

“What’s wrong Tubbo?” Tommy asked when he came over and set the drinks on the table.

“Take a look,” Tubbo said, gesturing to the letter on the table.

Uh oh. Did Tubbo get rejected from one of the Tech Schools he applied to? Tommy hoped not but the chances are that that’s probably why Tubbo’s so bummed. Tommy picked up the letter and began reading it.

“ Dear Mr. Tubbo Underscore,

We appreciate you applying with us here at Esempi Tech School. And would like to congratulate you on getting in. ”

Tommy read the first line and practically threw himself at his friend.

“Tubbo! You got in!”

“Keep reading Tommy, it gets worse.”

Confused, Tommy continued.

“ We looked over your application and you requested financial coverage. We would like to inform you although you did not qualify for the full scholarship. You have been approved for a partial scholarship. If you can cover the rest of the tuition we will be seeing you this fall! ”

The rest of the letter talks about sign-in dates, orientation, dorm rooms, and how everything you needed, including a food budget for groceries and/or lunch specials would be provided. Along with all the materials including textbooks and the materials that would be used in the labs. Then Tommy saw the bill that they had to pay and understood why Tubbo was so stressed.

Five thousand dollars. That’s the part that they had to pay. Tubbo was able to get a particle scholarship and all that was owed was five thousand dollars. To some that wouldn’t be a problem but for someone like them?

“Tubbo,” Tommy said after a few minutes of reading the letter. “You’re going.”

“But Tommy!” Tubbo tried to protest. “Five thousand dollars?! You might as well make it fifty thousand dollars! There’s no way we can afford that! Let alone find a way to pay for it!”

“Tubbo,” Tommy grabbed Tubbo’s hands making the brunet look at him. “You’re going! You’ve been dreaming of going to this school since you were thirteen. You’ve been applying and trying to get into Esempi Tech School for the last two years, Tubbo. You’re going!”

“H-how? We can barely afford, spending money for Birthdays and Holidays as it is. How are we going to afford something that’s three months' rent!”

“Tubbo, you’re worth it. We’re going to find a way, trust me. You’re going! This has been your dream, Boss Man. I’m not going to let you throw it away.”

Tubbo gave a small smile. Hey, Tommy will take that as a win. Tommy had to head back and return to work now that a few more customers started to come in. Tubbo and Ranboo finished up their drinks before they went back to their apartment. Tommy looked around the Café and he didn’t see Wilbur anywhere. Huh, that’s strange where did Wilbur disappear to? Shrugging his shoulders thinking that Wilbur probably ducked out when he was busy with Tubbo and Ranboo and headed back behind the counter.

It was an hour left before closing and Tommy was starting his closing routine a bit earlier than usual seeing as how slow they were. Tommy kept going back to the conversation before with Tubbo and Ranboo. How were they going to afford that? Tubbo has been trying to get into the Esempi Tech School for over two years now. Working on his application, on his resume, and his portfolio. Tubbo even sent in some How To Videos showing how he built some of the Robots he got commissioned for. And some gadgets too.

Ever since Tommy met Tubbo, he had been planning on going to the Esempi Tech School and then being the Lab Assistant to the Warden. Tubbo can try to hide it all he wants, but Tommy can still tell that Tubbo is still a big fan of the Warden. Tubbo’s opinion of the Heroes might have changed over the years. But that gleam in Tubbo’s eyes when he gets started on some contraption that Tommy couldn’t even pretend to follow along.

Yeah, Tommy was going to make sure that Tubbo got into his dream school so he can get his dream job. Now the question was, how? How was Tommy going to find the money to help pay for Tubbo’s tuition? The answer came to Tommy when he took his phone out and was about to open up his Spotify App.

Tommy completely forgot that he had it on the L’Manburg News when he was scrolling through the free apps. There on the front page was the most recent report of a Villain sighting. Erinyes. Tommy saved Erinyes and gave Orcus and Siren his number if they ever needed a Healer.

The Syndicate said that they owed Tommy two favors and Orcus did say they could offer him protection and money. Money that Tommy could use to pay for Tubbo’s tuition. Money that Tommy could use to help get a better apartment for the three of them and to pay for Tubbo’s tuition!

Now, the question was, how did Tommy get a message to the Syndicate about wanting to cash in that favor or at least possibly talk about being their Healer?

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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @ashedflower, @ghostsknewmynights, @luna-moonblood, @tracobuttons, @isa-ghost, @m4delin, @a-humble-narcissus

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1: Head Wound Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 2: Nuke and Ender Tumblr Here A03 Here

Chapter 3: Some New Faces Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 4: Some New Places Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 6: Getting Help Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 7: Group Home Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 8: Michael's Birthday Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 9: Tommy's Healing Power Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 10: On Patrol Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 11: Attempted Kidnapping Tumblr Here AO3 Here

#tommy innit's sceret clinic #dsmp #mcyt #dsmp superhero au #healer tommy #vigilante tubbo #vigilante ranboo #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fan fic #dsmp fanfiction #the bench trio #angst #dsmp au #dream smp

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saltydazeinnit · 2 years

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Day two posting for a beta reader :] this is part of my three day series of finding one since my ao3 account is getting attention. Thank you to everyone who dm'd on day one but I promised three days!

Day Two:

A bamf!tommyinnit superpower AU, I post these often cuz I'm a sucker for it :]

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mcytrauma · 2 years

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― tommyinnit’s clinic for supervillains

author - thebonesandthebees (bonesandcacti) status - completed length - 26 chapters / 188.6k words dynamics - SBI, bench trio, the syndicate worldbuilding - superheroes & supervillains au genre/tropes - angst, hurt/comfort / found family, dark!SBI content warnings - (should mostly be tagged in chapter notes) graphic depictions of violence, miscommunication, temporary character death, graphic depictions of injury, implied/referenced murder, implied/referenced child abuse, the consequences of a capitalist society (/hj), lots of blood, vomit, mentions of broken bones (& bones in general), derealization, reality confusion, dream sequence-y plot points, panic attacks, manipulation, kidnapping, tommy innit is Constantly in pain but it’s fine, self-harmful behavior

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“W-What do you- I mean can I- are you here to rob us?” The person managed to stammer out.

Siren snorted. “No. I’m just here to order some food.”

“Wh-What about him?” The cashier asked, glancing at Tommy. “Did you- did you kidnap him?”

“I mean… yeah, let’s go with that in case this ends up on the news,” Siren shrugged, looking back at Tommy. “I kidnapped you, right?”

“Yeah, sure,” Tommy agreed, knowing that if they said he was kidnapped, it would keep people from getting suspicious of why he was seen in public with Siren. “Anyway, can I get the chicken nuggets happy meal, with a coke?”

or, how Tommy—who is not a hero, or a villain, or even a vigilante—saves the life of one of L'Manberg's most feared supervillains, and accidentally ends up becoming the resident doctor for every supervillain in town (and maybe gets a family along the way too).

thoughts - this was so good. so well written, the character interactions were bEAUTIFUL. i don’t know what to do with myself after reading this fic. i will never recover /pos. seriously though, highly recommend this fic, especially if you like superhero AUs. the author spins tommy in a way that’s much different than i’ve ever seen him written before (/pos), and he’s got a lot of depth. he’s not just a little ball of chaos. he also doesn’t have super OP abilities, which is really cool to see. overall just an amazing fic /gen

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narabea06 · 2 years

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Here, have an angsty piece of dialogue that shows my initial hc of c!Tubbo and Ghostboo’s relationship- (+ c!Tommy)

"Look Tubbo, I'm here! I'm right here, don't cry, I'm right here!-" "YOU'RE NOT THE FUCKING SAME RANBOO." "…" "I need to find our son with Techno….Since it seems you don't seem to remember he's missing…Just leave me alone." "…I don't know what got him so upset, I'm just me." "Give him time, Ghostboo." "…"

#i know this isn't canon but whatever-#dream smp #ctubbo #ctommy #cranboo #beeduo angst #bench trio #ghostboo

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freezing-blue · 2 years

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Yo I forgot that tumblr is a good place to promote fics whoops. Anyways you want Tommyinnit vigilante angst? You want legal battles with superheroes? You wanted bench trio, SBI, karlnapity? Disabled Tommyinnit? Read my fic Butterflies and Bruises on AO3, currently 37k+ words and 14 chapters and counting. (The major character death tag is TEMPORARY)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37913536/chapters/94678798

#sbi fanfic #vigilante tommy #tommyinnit #dsmp angst #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #bench trio #karlnapity #disabled tommyinnit #fanfiction #mcyt #mcytumblr

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only-hina · 2 years

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Chapter 2 of Freefall is now Posted!

Summery: Tommy meets withe Dream and sees a familiar face…

#tommyinit dsmp #tommyinnit #sbi family dynamic #sbi fanfic #wilbur soot #technoblade #bedrock bros #philza minecraft #dream smp #sapnap #golden duo #bench trio #angst #sleepy bois fanfic #sleepy bois inc #ao3 works #ao3 writer #ao3fic

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hpurplicious · 1 year

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" Our Friend Is A Magician " is a benchtrio-centric AU where Tommy and Tubbo meets an amateur magician named Ranboo in their expedition in the city of Lowelle, who's main goal is to spread joy to the people

But little did they know....there lies secrets that unfold with their unexpected friendship and endeavors they soon face

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Chapters

Prologue (still a W.I.P)

More will soon to come....if I don't get demotivated hopefully

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Characters

" The Main (Bench)Trio "

>> Tommy Crofter (he/him)

The youngest son of Phil Crofter and Kristin Crofter. He is not afraid to speak his mind a lot of the times, maybe it's because of his loud voice that people tends to find annoying.

He may seem unapproachable especially with his demeanor, but he has a soft side and is really thoughtful.

He really cares about the people that treat him well, and he knows everyone has boundaries and all that. He just tends to light heartedly mess around at times.

He's, surprisingly, responsible and holds himself accountable whenever he makes mistakes. Whenever he apologizes, you can tell by his low voice that he means it.

Despite that, he can go a bit too far and find himself in deep trouble. Like that one time he fought with a jock back at high school after the guy pushed him one too many times, or when he messed with a demon that cursed him into a frog for being rude. Quite the encounter, one may say.

Did I mention he wants to be the greatest filmmaker one could imagine? He does like some vlogging of some parts of his life and especially his travels with his friends. He loves capturing memories live on his phone's camera and editing them to give them some flare and entertaining bits.

>> Tubbo Briggs (he/him)

Tommy's bestest friend since pre school and the younger brother of Niki.

Bold, impulsive and unafraid is the three things that best describes this brunette. He jumps into action when an idea sparks and will do anything to turn it into a reality.

Sometimes he's too aware or oblivious, there's no in between really. He can spot an evil spirit nearby when he sees one yet an unassuming magical item he found on a stone pedestal could lead him to being in serious danger. Tommy or Ranboo (or both, rarely) would try to stop him in doing so. He became less and less endangered by whatever is out in the unknown thanks to Ranboo's supervisions.

Even with all of that, he makes sure that he doesn't forget his trusty bag filled with necessities he needs to sustain and defend himself or with his friends. He knows that he'll be ready to face whatever encounters they end up with; big or small.

He is a bit loud and energetic at times but sometimes he's just chill. He's quite the silly guy.

And oh yeah, he loves taking photos of his adventures, even the times where they almost got either stuck somewhere or fighting some hostile beast. But he mostly takes photos of the environment, because it looks cool and really nice to look at, y'know?

>> Magician Ranboo (he/they)

Adopted at the age of 5 and raised by two lovely women in a cottage within a forest, who then sets off to become the magician he wishes to be and stumbles upon two boys the same age as them. They befriend the two (it's actually the two trying to befriend him and he just goes along cause he is quite lonely anyways) and ventured alongside with.

He is determined to become the greatest magician to bring joy to the people all around and to show that magic is, in fact, an actual thing and aren't just mind tricks most think it is.

Besides using his magic for his shows, he also uses it for his daily routine. Like when he uses teleportation to get around most of the time or how he makes objects levitate towards him when it's a couple of meters away from him. He is an amateur anyways so anymore complex magic spells are yet to be practiced by him, hopefully he doesn't accidentally use it to destroy or hurt something/somebody. To add on, he uses a magic wand to use his magic. Without it, he's pretty much powerless unless he hones it even without the wand, which takes a lot of training to do.

Did I mention they're an amateur still?

They're still trying to work himself up to more complez and effective spell casting within their journey.

In his show facade, he is seen as enthusiastic and silly up the stage, and when the curtains go down, his personality shifts as he lets out an exhausted sigh. It's fun for the most part to entertain, but god damn it's very tiring. He doesn't like being bothered during his rest times, and when he is, boy you will not be meeting the same fantastical man that was up the stage earlier.

Whenever they see someone oppressed or in trouble, he'll come running and defend the inferior one. They'd try to talk it out first, but once threatened, he'll use his magic to put a stop to it. Unless it is a hostile beast they are facing, he makes sure that neither the victim or the oppressors gets hurt.

Don't want to be imprisoned and receive a terrible reputation to his magician career (as well as other innocent magicians that roam around the world).

They're pretty selfless, putting others before himself in most situations; especially ones that may cost their life. Whether it means saving their friends or striking a deal to make sure his mothers are left unharmed by whatever evil dares to hurt them. They will die for his loved ones if he has no other choice even (but I hope it doesn't come to that)

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(This is all the characters I can show right now, I'm yet to work on the rest of the people related to them)

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legendaryblueoranges · 2 years

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It Begins Part 1/2

(sry, I might not be able to do fully colored comics all the time- Bad choices were made)

Full Comic Here!

#mcyt #tommyinnit #tommy #wilbur soot #wilbur #jack manifold #mcyt au #tommyinnit vlog #transferal au #comic #mcyt comic #dream smp #art #angst #bench trio

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suugarbabe · 8 months

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Unexpected | m.r x reader

prompt: Hii! How are you? This is my first time sending an ask and I just wanted to say that I love your writings! May I ask for a enemies to lovers with Mattheo Riddle? The reader is from the golden trio and they get into an argument with a lot of chemistry and tension. Thank you and I'm sorry for my bad english.

maybe enemies to lovers, like they hate each other and then realize that they are soulmates and then have to figure out what to do. some angst but ends i fluff please

word count: ~3.8k

warnings: slight angst feeling, fluff, e2l, soulmate trope, some heavy petting

an: so there's no argument like the prompt asks (sorry) but when I started writing it just kind of flowed out this way so hopefully it's still okay.

“Go on, show us again,” Ron Weasley was shaking a turkey leg in your general direction, asking to see the words that appeared on your arm this morning. In the wizarding world, on the day you were going to properly meet your soulmate, the first sentence they speak to you, excluding their name, will appear on your forearm in their handwriting.

It was incredibly annoying to you that Ron and Hermione got this mess out of the way the first day on the bloody train. To your and Harry’s amusement, neither were originally excited about the match, but after the chaos that ensued for the four of you by the end of that year they were inseparable. Nothing brings two people closer than tragedy.

Things got even more frustrating for you when Harry and Ginny realized they were soulmates, leaving you the lone wolf in your foursome. Entering your sixth year this year you were hopeful that maybe you would finally be able to find out who your soulmate was, roughly three fourths of those leave Hogwarts knowing who they’re intended to be with, and you would rather Avada Kadavera yourself then leave your seventh year soulmateless.

You grabbed the sleeve of your jumper, tugging it up to your elbow, sticking your arm out in the middle of the table for your three friends to view. There on your arm read a singular sentence, do I intimidate you, love?

Hermione sat back on the bench, “His handwriting really is awful, whoever he is.” You scoffed at your friend, “Not exactly my biggest concern, Mione. More worried about why he thinks he would intimidate me? Who would even think that? By this point in our school life you’d think any of us were more intimidating than the majority of the student body.”

“Yeah, except Slytherin,” Harry snorted, Ron following with his own round of laughter. But you weren’t laughing, you were looking at Hermione who was sporting the same grimace and worried eyes that you were sure your face looked like.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, then looked at the two of you. “It was a joke, y/n/n,” Harry tried to ease the tension that was building. “Yeah, I mean, y’don't really think your soulmate might be…one of them,” Ron was anything but subtle with his tone of disgust, as well as his entire body turning around to face the Slytherin table.

Ron’s actions didn’t go unnoticed by a particular group of Slytherin boys. “Staring problem, Weasley? Got a crush?” Malfoy shouted across the dining hall, earning laughs and teasing hollars from his friends.

“Oi, Malfoy, got a present for you,” you stuck your hand in your school bag, pretending to roam around before pulling your hand back out and lifting it high in the air, giving Malfoy the middle finger. His face immediately turned into a scowl. The boy next to him, however, pretended to catch your gesture in the air and put it in his pocket, winking at you in the process.

You rolled your eyes, turning to Hermione who had a look of disgust on her face, “Riddle’s ego really is massive innit.” All three of your friends' heads began to nod. “I swear if he didn’t verbalize how much he bloody hated us I would think he was flirting with you y/n/n.”

“Shut it, Weasley, don’t you put that on me,” you pointed your finger at him, tone joking but words serious. He put his hands up in defense, laughing along with the rest of your friends as you all gathered your things and headed towards your first class.

Unbeknownst to you, a similar conversation was being had at the Slytherin table. “Glad to see meeting your soulmate hasn’t deterred you from trying to flirt with anything that breathes,” Pansy took a sip of her pumpkin juice, teasing the curly haired boy across from her.

“Dunno what you mean, Pans,” the dimples on Mattheo’s cheeks popping out as he smirked.

“Show us your arm again, cousin,” Draco’s words causing everyone to look at Mattheo now. The younger boy scowled, rolling up the sleeve of his dress shirt. There on his arm, in beautiful loopy script were the words you’ve got to be fucking joking.

Theo couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t know if I’ve ever seen such a foul word in such pretty handwriting.”

Mattheo rolled his eyes, pulling his sleeve back down, “Yeah, well let’s just hope the bird is someone I can tolerate.”

You let out a long groan, hands rubbing up and down your face as you leaned your elbows on your knees . Hermione was sat next to you in the common room, rubbing up and down your back, “The day’s not over quite yet, y/n/n. It wouldn’t appear if you weren’t gonna meet them today.”

“Yeah,” Ron put on his best attempt at an encouraging smile, “maybe they’re another Gryffindor and you’ll meet them before we go to bed.” Harry nodded next to him in agreement.

You stood up, grabbing your jumper off the arm of the couch and throwing it on, “M’gonna go for a walk.”

Hermione’s lips downturned, “It’s nearly curfew.” You sighed, looking over at Harry. “I’ll go get my cloak,” he sighed, standing and walking quickly to his dorm room.

After Harry’s return you thanked him, spending an extra twenty minutes convincing Hermione that you would be the utmost cautious and affirmed to Ron that you would stash the cloak if you were to be caught.

Now you were quietly climbing the stairs to the astronomy tower. When you got to the top, you did a quick look over the railing. With no sign of Filch anywhere you dropped the cloak, laying it on the floor so you didn’t have to sit on the bare ground.

As you got comfortable you dug in your shirt, pulling out a spliff. Hermione would murder you if she found out you smoked, however the year you all had to study for your O.W.L’s, you were so stressed you ended up buying from Theo Nott.

He promised to keep it to himself and you promised it was a one time thing, but you found yourself buying from him every couple months. You weren't sure if she would be more disappointed in your smoking, or you interacting with someone in the forbidden Slytherin group.

You mumbled a short incendio before taking a long drag. You blew the smoke out slowly, watching it ripple through the air and up into the night sky. You looked up at the stars, knowing the day was likely to be over soon and wondering if you were the only witch that was destined to not run into their soulmate like everyone else.

You were lost in your thoughts and self pity. So much so you didn’t even hear someone come up the tower steps until they hit the top. You scrambled to your feet, ready to cover yourself with the cloak when you realized it wasn’t Filch, but a boy instead.

The dark of the night made it difficult for you to see exactly who it was at first, that and the fact that every time he took a step forward you seemed to take a step back until your back was against the stone wall. When he finally stepped into the light, your breath caught in your throat. Standing in front of you, signature smirk adoring his face was Mattheo Riddle.

You stayed rigid against the wall as he got closer to you. His fingers brushed yours as he took the spliff, bringing it up to his lips and inhaling. His eyes never left yours as he turned his head slightly, blowing the smoke into the night. His eyes traveled over you, taking in your black sleep shorts and house jumper. When he looked at your face again he locked eyes with you, almost like he was trying to read what was going on in your brain.

“Do I intimidate you, love?” The words seemed to leave his lips without a second thought and you felt like your chest was going to cave in. There was just no way, absolutely bloody not that he said those words, the words you had been anticipating someone to say all day. Him of all people that could’ve spoken them.

He raised his eyebrows at you, clearly looking for you to answer. Instead of some sputtering response of nervousness like Mattheo was expecting, your face just dropped.

“You’ve got to be fucking joking.” Mattheo’s face went white after you responded, and that was all the evidence you needed to confirm that Mattheo fucking Riddle was your soulmate. He hated you. You hated him. How could two people that despise each other be destined to be soulmates?

"What are you even doing up here?" You crossed your arms over your chest, sitting into your hip. His smirk only seemed to grow, "I think the better question is what are you doing up here, partaking in drugs no less? Little miss golden girl."

You rolled your eyes, "What's that supposed to mean, Riddle?" Mattheo's jaw clenched, "It's Mattheo. And you know what it means. Wonder what everyone would think if they knew little miss perfect liked to come up to the astronomy tower to get high."

"Why would anyone believe you over me?" You were acting a little cocky now, but Mattheo was right in the aspect that you and your friends were seen in an overall more positive light than he and his.

However the look on Mattheo's face made you think he knew something you didn't, "I guess I could just have your dealer tell everyone, or are you buying from someone besides Nott these days?"

He was irritating you on purpose now. You grabbed the spliff back from Mattheo, going to sit where you were before but now leaning your forehead against the railing, “This is got to be some kind of mistake.”

Mattheo could only snicker as he went to sit next to you, hanging his arms over the raining as he looked over the grounds, “S’destiny love, no mistake about it.”

“Thanks so much, you’re being really encouraging about this whole thing,” you rolled your eyes, holding your hand out to him. He took it from you, filling his lungs with smoke again, passing it back and forth throughout the conversation.

Mattheo shrugged his shoulders, “At least we’re both fit.” You snorted at this, “Who said I thought you were fit?” He scoffed, “Please, I’ve seen the way you ogle me.” You found yourself laughing, a true full belly head thrown back laugh before you looked at him and he thought the smile you were wearing was actually kind of cute, “How would you know that unless you were ogling me, hmm?”

Mattheo opened his mouth to respond, but found he couldn’t come up with a good enough excuse before you were speaking again. The sigh you let out let him know how stressed you really were, “Our friends are not going to like this.”

He nodded, smoke billowing out of his mouth as he spoke, “Merlin, no. They’re going to bloody hate it. But s’not like it was really our choice.” You knew he was right, and you knew he was trying to be comforting, but the tone in his voice let you know that he was just as worried to let his group of friends know as much as you were.

You opened your mouth to respond to him when you heard the all too familiar jingle of Mrs. Norris’ collar sounding like she was ascending the stairs. Your eyes grew wide as you and Mattheo both jumped to your feet. It looked like Mattheo is contemplating jumping over the tower railing when you grab his arm to push him flat against the stone wall.

He looked at you with utter confusion as you grabbed the cloak before turning around and pushing your back flush against his chest. “What are you-”

“Shut it,” you cut him off, indicating to him to wrap his arms around your waist as you threw the cloak over the pair of you. As the cat walked on to the tower landing you felt Mattheo’s arms tighten around you, doing his best to pull you impossibly closer.

He was decently taller than you, having to duck down slightly so the cloak covered you both properly. His face was tucked in close to your neck. His breath warm and tickling your skin as Filch followed after his beloved pet, glancing around for anything out of place.

When he was satisfied, Filch turned around to leave, letting his cat lead the way. You waited a few beats, making sure they were nearly to the bottom of the staircase before pulling the cloak off the two of you and pushing Mattheo’s hands off of your body.

“Thing comes in handy, that,” he pointed to the cloth in your hand. You chucked, “Yeah, m’sure your lot would get a lot less detentions if you had one.” Mattheo rolled his eyes, “Yeah, we can’t all be like the golden quartet.”

You scoffed slightly at this as you headed down the stairs, Mattheo close behind you, “We didn’t give ourselves that nickname, you know.” He couldn’t help but laugh, “Yeah but m’sure you all don’t mind it. Definitely gets you some favoritism.”

You stopped at the end of the corridor, Mattheo running into your back at the action and cursing. You turned to face him, “You know, my friends and I have endured a hell of a lot of shite over the last couple years, maybe we deserve a little break when we’re actually able to do normal bloody teenage things.”

As much as you were trying to be harsh with him, be the slightest bit intimidating, his height gave him all the advantage. Mattheo knew what you meant, what you were saying without saying the words themselves. “I’m not like him. Don’t clump me in your same category of hatred. He’s done things to me too,” his eyes reflected a bit of hurt as he spoke and you knew he was telling the truth.

Everyone in school assumed Mattheo was just like his father, held the same ideals and wanted the same things for the wizarding world. The look you were seeing on his face told you otherwise. Your frustration quickly fizzled, instead turning into something closer to pity, “M’sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he deadpanned, “Let’s just get back to our common rooms.” You walked together in silence until you had no choice but to split off. You agreed to meet each other in the courtyard during lunch the next day and you were racking your brain on how you were going to break this news to Harry, Hermione and Ron.

To say you were nervous was an understatement. When you broke the news to your friends about who your soulmate ended up being it wasn’t exactly well received. Hermione was worried, but understanding of the fact that you had no choice in the matter. Harry was upset, but again was trying his best to be mature and said he wouldn’t interfere with you spending some time with Mattheo to get to know him better. Ron took it the worst, which you wished surprised you but he did have a flair for the dramatics.

You were first waiting for Mattheo on a bench in the courtyard, but you couldn’t stop your legs from bouncing, therefore you found a place beneath a tree, attempting to read the same three lines of a book Hermione had loaned you the other day.

When Mattheo found you and finally sat down next to you, you shut your book immediately, letting out a sigh of relief, “Oh thank Godric, you’re here.” It didn’t go unnoticed by you the way a pair of dimples christened his cheeks, “Miss me already, pretty girl? S’barely been twelve hours.”

You shoved his shoulder lightly, trying to resist the pink that tinted your cheeks at the nickname he used, “Not at all, I’ve been sitting here for the better part of twenty minutes, mind you. Thought maybe you decided to ditch me.” Mattheo shrugged, “M’always late. You’re gonna have to get used to that. And I would never ditch you, we’re soulmates, love. You’re stuck with me for life.”

He had a childlike grin on his face when he said that latter part and you couldn’t help the slight notion of butterflies that seemed to flutter in your stomach or the smile that appeared on your face.

All last night you thought it was going to be difficult to fall for Mattheo, but maybe the universe knew something when it paired you two together.

“So how did your friends take the news?” You tried to keep voice neutral, but you really were worried about their responses. Mattheo leaned back against the tree, “They were shocked for sure, Draco took it the hardest. He was more worried about having to spend more time with Potter than me being with you though. Told him that would probably be more rare than he anticipated. W’bout yours?”

You nodded, “Not as bad as I thought, actually. Mione was understanding, as always. Harry was actually pretty good about it, but very skeptical. Ron actually took it the worst, but he’s just protective. Basically like me brother.”

“How d’ya mean?”

You leaned back against the tree yourself, shoulder to shoulder now with Mattheo. You could feel the heat radiating off of him and you wondered if his skin was always warm to the touch, “Both my parents are aurors so they travel a lot. They didn’t think it was safe for me to go with them, so Ron’s mum offered for me to stay at theirs whenever it was needed. Turns out it was needed more times than not growing up.”

Mattheo nodded, listening intently as you spoke. You both started asking surface questions about each other; favorite color (he said black), favorite hobby (quidditch), favorite class (free period).

When both your friend groups came looking for you after lunch period Mattheo asked if you would go to Hogsmead with him over the weekend. You agreed, finding yourself wanting to get to know more about him. Over the next two months you went to Hogsmead with Mattheo at least one day during each weekend.

You slowly learned that his favorite candy was fizzing whizbees, having to stop at Honeydukes every trip for him to grab some. You learned that he was actually very intelligent even though he tried to seem like he wasn't, as he was passing all of his classes even though he skipped half of them. You learned that even though Draco was older than him, he felt like an older brother to his cousin. And maybe your favorite thing that you learned, purely on accident, was that if you squeeze just above his hip that he was incredibly ticklish.

Throughout all of this you still hadn’t kissed. You kept telling yourself (and your friends) that you didn’t want to, but the more time you spent with him, the more you found yourself yearning for it. There were times of lingering touches; his hand on your lower back as he guided you into a building, his fingertips brushing yours as you walked, his leg pressing against yours while you sat next to each other in the courtyard or at the Three Broomsticks.

Hermione, the ever observant friend that she was, noticed your shift in attitude towards Mattheo even before you did. So when she cornered you in the common room, demanding you tell her your true feelings it was almost a relief to let it all out.

“I think I might actually like him, Mione. Like, I know that sounds like something an insane person would say, that they like Mattheo Riddle, like romantically, like someone who isn’t just some daft bimbo, but there's just so much more to him that he lets people see.”

Hermione can’t help but laugh, “I get what you mean. Harry and Ron are coming around, you know. They see how happy you look when you’re with him.”

You tilt your head slightly at this, “What do you mean how happy I look?”

Hermione just shakes her head with a smile, “Like you’re with your person.” You can’t escape the blush that creeps up your neck and covers your cheeks. Hermione’s giggling at you now, “Have you still not kissed him yet?”

You scoffed, “Godric, no.” She pushed your shoulder playfully, “Well why not, y/n/n? Don’t you want to?”

You looked down at your hands, playing with your fingers, “I mean…I think so? But he just hasn’t really…gone for it, you know?”

She nodded in solidarity, “Oh I know, trust me. I had to make the first move with Ronald. Maybe you have to do the same thing?”

You contemplated her words. They invaded a space in your brain for the rest of the night, then the rest of the next morning, and through dinner, and even now as you stood leaning against the railing in the astronomy tower waiting for Mattheo to meet you.

When you heard him coming up the steps you turned only to see him with the sweetest smile on his face. “Hey pretty girl,” he greeted as he enveloped you in a hug. “Hi, Teo,” you had donned the nickname on him your third or so time at Hogsmead. He gave you a good squeeze before letting go, his arms still lingering on your waist with yours around his neck, “What’d you wanna talk about?”

His question was innocent, no implications in his voice that he expected anything beyond you wanting to see him. With Hermione’s advice in the back of your head you knew you needed to just act, as any more talking might lead to you psyching yourself out.

You slid your hands down from his neck, grasping lightly to the lapel of his blazer. He raised his eyebrows slightly at the action, the smallest of smirks on his face.

Without giving yourself time to overthink you pull him into you, lips crashing against yours. He’s shocked at first, but just for a moment before he responds, walking you back until you’re pressed against the stone wall.

One of his hands slides up your body, ghosting over your stomach and the valley of your breasts before settling lightly on your neck. The implication of the hand gesture makes you whimper slightly and Mattheo takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Your hands find his hair, tugging lightly at the curls.

When he finally pulls away you find yourself chasing his lips and he smiled at the reaction. “I think I could kiss you forever,” his forehead is resting against yours, lips still so close you can feel his breath on your own. “Yeah?” you laugh a little, smile only increasing when he presses a kiss to your cheek, “Yeah, pretty girl. Forever.”

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Hand On You (Woso Prompt)

22. I won't let anyone lay an hand on you with Laia Aleixandri.

This one is short, but enjoy :)

TW : Angst, Creepy guy.

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It’s only when the library supervisor asks you to leave that you realize what time it is. You are in full preparation for your exams and you haven't seen the hours passed, which is rather embarrassing since you are supposed to go home with public transport and you hate it, especially at night.

After you gather your things, you get your coat and find the fresh air of Manchester. The good news is that it wakes you up a little, after spending so much time locked up it feels good to breath some fresh air. Your apartment being far away, you have to take two different buses. Luckily the first one arrives quite quickly and you manage to find a free place at the bottom.

A few stops later, a man comes to sit next to you, which is not strange considering that it's public transport. What is a little more strange is that you feel his look on you and that he absolutely doesn't hide it.

When you apologize to him for letting you through so you can get down, his smile gives you chills. You swallow and hurry to reach the exit door of the bus, finding with relief the fresh air. But your relief doesn't last long since you realize while standing in front of the stop for your correspondence that it also came down.

He's looking everywhere, upset and evil. It doesn’t take you long to understand that what he’s looking for is you.

Luckily, he didn’t see you. And for it to continue this way, you move quickly to hide behind the bus shelter, hoping he will quickly drop the case. In your maneuver, you shoved a young woman a little too abruptly.

"I’m sorry" you mumble a low-pitched apology.

You don’t hear her answer though, preferring to look over your shoulder to see if you’ve been spotted. You feel the panic seizing you when you notice that the man has disappeared and you expect to see him reappear at any time at your side.

"Hello?" says the brunette you shoved earlier, drawing your attention back to her. "All right?"

"Yes, I-"

But you shut up suddenly, eyes wide open with terror. The face of the man is only ten meters away from you and he saw you. His predatory smile gives you shivers again. One of the two young women in the trio of people who are together follows your gaze.

"Do you know him?"

"No. I think he’s following me."

The three young people react quickly and it takes you out of your torpor. The brunette and the man, also with brown hair, turn in the direction of the man who is making his way towards you, while the blonde passes her arm around your shoulders to train you a little further.

"Everything will be fine" she assures you with an accent you can’t recognize. "My name is Laia, and the others are Leila and Moise"

Laia makes you sit on the bus shelter bench, glued against the ads, which makes you see nothing at the scene that takes place a few meters from you.

"Maybe I’m getting the wrong idea, but he was really weird"

You hope you’re not provoking a fight or argument for nothing. But the blonde is smiling nicely.

"If you didn’t feel safe, it’s enough to ask for help"

You look up at her and give her a little smile, grateful for her understanding. When she leans slightly to see beyond the bus shelter, you hurry to question her.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes, don’t worry. I won't let anyone lay an hand on you."

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Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic, Chapter 11: Attempted Kidnapping

Summary: Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo go out Trick-or-Treating and enjoy getting all the candy they can get! Not realizing this night will change their lives forever.

TW: Attempted Kidnapping, Small Explosions, Mention of Attempted Vehicle Manslaughter (Scarlet tries to run over the kidnappers but the kidnappers jump outta the way).

If the Kidnapping is a big Trigger but you want to read this Chapter. The Attempted Kidnapping Starts with "Uh, you know, maybe Boo had a point? Tubbo nervously said. and Ends with Scarlet got back into the car, slammed the door closed, yanked the car into drive and stomped on the gas pedal.

Feel free to read the first half of the chapter but then skip the the section of the Attempted Kidnapping and enjoy the rest of the chapter! If I missed anything please let me know!

A/N: I'm back but I will be going on a temporary hiatus for this story. Midterm literally starts next week and I'm working on some future chapters! Inspiration came to me so, I'm writing when I can. I probably won't be updating again until possibly Summer. But I wanted to give you guys something.

Scarlet Pinkett’s House)

It was Halloween! And everyone was getting ready for the spooks and the most important part of all Halloween. Trick-or-Treating! Tommy, Tubbo Ranboo were all getting ready, with their costumes, accessories and make-up. Then grabbing their Trick-or-Treat bags and started heading to the Kitchen. Where Michael was busy trying to eat as much candy that he got during Trunk-or-Treat earlier that day. It was a nice event for the younger kids to Trick-or-Treat during the day at the Community Center. Where everyone comes and decorates their cars, then gives out the candy to everyone!

Scarlet of course was busy trying to make sure Michael didn’t eat too much before dinner and was trying to get herself ready too for the Trick-or-Treaters.

“Michael, that's enough! You’ll spoil your dinner.” Scarlet lightly scolded taking the rest of the candy and putting the candy in the Jack O’Lantern bucket. Then putting it on the counter. Scarlet then turned around and beamed at the trio.

“Oh don’t you three look nice! Tommy, you’ve really got a knack for this! Ever think of being a designer?”

Tommy blushed at the comment. Truth be told he had thought about it. Maybe if being a Hero or a Vigilante didn’t work out he could be a professional designer. Give him a sewing machine, the materials and Tommy could make almost anything! Huh, maybe Tommy was born with two gifts then?

“The Captain! The Warden! The Demon!” Michael squealed happily upon seeing them.

Tommy had dressed up as the Captain. One of his favorite heroes. The Captain and the Archangel were Tommy’s favorite. However, there was no way that Tommy could have the Archangel’s Costume done on time so he went with the Captain. Still a cool Hero. Tommy had, small Sheep Horn on top of head attached to a headband. White puffy Pirate Shirt, black pants, black boots with a heel, a Red Coat with white accents (he couldn’t afford the silver material for the accents), a wooden sword, and a black Masquerade Eye Mask. Tommy didn’t look like he was plucked right off of a sixteenth century Pirate Ship, like the Captain herself. But Tommy really did a good job in replicating it.

Tubbo was dressed as the Warden. A brand new Superhero that debuted a few months ago. The Warden was a Creeper Hybrid with Technology Enhancement Powers. He could control any technology and with his natural ability to invent on the fly. The Warden became a very well known Hero in a matter of weeks! He helped the Heroes improve their suits and weapons and even improved the Hero Towers Security. TO say that Tubbo became a huge fan was understatement! Tubbo wore a black shirt, “Netherite Armor” (it was foam painted purple), black pants, combat boots, fingerless gloves and a green trench coat.

Ranboo decided to be different and go with L’Manburg’s infamous Vigilante. The Demon. The Demon was a Nether Being that made waves in L’Manburg. The Demon was a Shadow Demon, able to control the Darkness and Shadows of others and also able to slip through and disappear through them. Light and Fire are their main weakness but despite that, the Hero Committee had been trying to recruit them and their partner Diamond Warrior for a long time now. The Demon had been stopping a lot of petty crime all around L’Manburg and had even helped the Archangel and the Captain out a few times.

Ranboo wore a black shirt with sequence, black sequin pants, black sequin jacket, black boots, and fake bat-like wings. And Ranboo felt brave enough to let his Hybrid Features out! Ranboo stopped hiding his horns and instead redid his hair so that his horns were showing. His tail was out instead of being tucked in, his claws were fully on display instead of looking like sharp fingernails, Ranboo even let his fangs show. He wore a black Masquerade Eye Mask with white mesh over the eyeholes.

Tommy couldn’t have been more proud of Ranboo even if he tried! This was a huge step for Ranboo. Hopefully, with the Demon being around it might encourage Ranboo to show who he is more instead of trying to hide it.

After several pictures and too much gushing, and making sure they all had their flashlights and glow-in-the-dark bracelets so that the cars would see them. The trio headed out to start their Trick-or-Treating. They were going to get so much candy this year and set a brand new Neighborhood Record for Most Candy Trick-or-Treated. First stop was Mrs. Smith house for the tootsie rolls! Then the haunted house on the corner for waxed lips. And then the next house and the next house, and the next house . . .

A couple of hours and several houses later, Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo, stood at the corner of Center Street and Oak Street. Revisiting their calculations to see how many more houses they have to hit to beat the record. They only have a few more blocks then they have made a new record for the Most Candy Trick-or-Treated! Ranboo looked over the map of the neighborhood and frowned at the one place they would have to hit.

“Um, guys do we really want to go there?” Ranboo asked, pointing to the block. “You know that there have been some disappearances in the past few months?”

“Don’t worry Boo!” Tubbo said. “They caught the person who was doing that. The Ringleader is in prison now! The Warden made sure of that!”

“Yeah, Boo!” Tommy agreed. “Now, come on guys! We got a record to beat!”

(Spooky Neighborhood)

“Uh, you know, maybe Boo had a point?” Tubbo nervously said.

They were walking the street of the last block they needed to hit for the record but something really didn’t sit right. Some of these town houses looked abandoned. Tubbo double checked the map and it matched up with everything. It didn’t make any sense!

Three guys came from the side of the building they were passing. Grabbing Tommy, Ranboo and Tubbo and trying to drag them to an awaiting white van. Tommy was kicking and screaming until his attacker let go. Then Tommy, body slammed into the guy that had Tubbo. Tommy punched the guy for good measure then the two of them went to get Ranboo. All three of them were dashing to the alleyway next to the apartment building at full speed.

But the men were faster and managed to catch up.

“Let us go!” Tommy shouted, banging his fist on the guy’s arm.

“Chill kid! You know you’re quite a spitfire. No wonder Midas wants you as his son.” One of the kidnappers said.

Tubbo’s heart sank. Midas?! The “Golden King” Midas? The number five Supervillain? The one with the power to turn anything gold with his touch? The one who was so dangerous because he turned that one Hero into an actual golden statue? That Midas?!

“Yep, that’s him! Don’t worry, he doesn’t hurt kids. He kinda has a soft spot for them.”

Tubbo didn’t realize that he said that out loud but that just made everything worse! If Midas somehow found out about Tommy? Wait, oh Primes! Did that one guy that Tommy saved worked for Midas? Was that how he found out about Tommy?

Pure rage boiled in Tubbo at that thought. The burning was in his core reagan then it went to his chest then it was burning his arms and then his hands. Tubbo looked down at his hands when heard a gasp from his capturer. Tubbo’s hands were glowing a bright yellow-orange and it was really hot and felt like it was burning. Tubbo quickly tossed the glowing yellow-orange light orb at the dumpster and watched as it blew up and was set on fire! It was enough of a distraction for Tubbo, Ranboo and Tommy to get the hell out of dodge!

Unfortunately, the men caught up to them and were dragging them to the van.

“You know I’m pretty sure after that little stunt that Midas wouldn’t mind your friends being his as well. Then again he does have a few friends who are looking to adopt.”

They were crossing the street when the sound of screeching tires, blaring car horns and blinding lights came barreling down the street. Tommy never thought he would be so happy to see Scarlet's ‘97 Buick aka the “Tank” until now. Scarlet came barreling down the street at top speed aiming to hit the kidnappers with her car. The kidnappers quickly jumped outta the way so as to not get hit. Scarlet went to the end of the street, with tires squealing and nearly toppling the car over as she turned the car around. Scarlet came back up the street and made sure that doors where the trio were.

“Get in!” Scarlet yelled. Getting out of the car with a tire iron in hand. A couple of the guys tried to grab Tommy and Tubbo but Scarlet made sure that they were flat on their backs and seeing stars.

Scarlet got back into the car, slammed the door closed, yanked the car into drive and stomped on the gas pedal. Burning rubber, Scarlet got the hell outta there. Tubbo rolled down the window, leaned out and with one final explosive He lit the kidnappers' engine on fire!

Scarlet made sure to take several back roads, and double backed a few times just to make sure that she wasn’t being followed. Then she headed straight to her brother's house. If anyone could help it was Alex.

(Alex’s House)

Scarlet was bound furious! The Police did absolutely nothing! They filed it as a prank! A Prank?! They thought that someone had set off a firecracker in the dumpster and that’s what caused the dumpster to explode. There were no traces of the white van and of course the neighbors saw nothing and heard nothing.

The boys were all piled together in one bed in the guest bedroom. Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo and Michael. When Ranboo called her, Scarlet immediately knew something was wrong. She just didn’t think that kidnapping was possible. Not for someone so young. The Underground Fighting Ring has been around for years but they usually didn’t take anyone that wasn’t over eighteen! Scarlet grabbed Michael and put him in the car with her and then she broke about every single traffic law imaginable.

It was a good thing that she got there when she did. When she saw them trying to take her Runts! Scarlet saw red. She didn’t care if she committed Vehicle Manslaughter or not. No one was kidnapping her Runts and getting away with it!

But now the question was, where to go from here?

“Scarlet, I hate to say it but if Midas did find out about Tommy. Then he’s going to have to prepare for the worst,” Alex said. His monotone voice caring throughout the Kitchen.

“I know Alex, I know.” Scarlet said, sinking into the chair. Both of them sat in the Kitchen around the Kitchen table with mugs of coffee in hand. There was no way that Scarlet was going to be able to sleep tonight. “What do you suggest?”

(The Next Morning)

The next morning all four boys pile into the Kitchen very groggy and grumpy. Neither one of them got that much sleep. Well, except for Michael. He enjoyed the sleepover cuddle pile. When they walked into the Kitchen they were greeted with a round of pancakes and waffles. Breakfast was eaten in silence and when everyone finished, Scarlet asked Alex to take Michael into a different room.

“Alright, I think it’s time that we address the elephant in the room,” Scarlet started. “I’m not mad and I’m very proud of how you boys handled that situation. But Tommy after a lot of back and forth with my brother on what to do and where to go from here. I think that he’s right about this.”

Tommy waited with bated breath. Was this it? Was this the part where Scarlet says that she can’t have Tommy around? Was this when Scarlet tells Tommy that he would be moved to a different Foster Home?

“Tommy, you have healing powers and unfortunately you had to find out the hard way that your powers are not only rare, but very valuable. You need to learn not only the dangers of your powers but also you need to learn how to harness your powers,” Scarlet explained.

“I have a friend in Hermitcraft City, who like you, Tommy. Has Healing Powers and is a Healer. What I’m trying to say is, Tommy, how would you like to become a Healer?”

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1: Head Wound Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 2: Nuke and Ender Tumblr Here A03 Here

Chapter 3: Some New Faces Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 4: Some New Places Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 6: Getting Help Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 7: Group Home Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 8: Michael's Birthday Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 9: Tommy's Healing Power Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 10: On Patrol Tumblr Here AO3 Here

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