《Missing Files {Tommyinnit X Fem!Reader}》🄴🅁🅁🄾🅁 🄲🄾🄳🄴: 44
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A planned lore stream was about to take place!
Short story: Tommy went to talk with Dream-- Dream had to talk with the other SMP members, confirming my return, and then there were a bunch of party poppers in the chat.
It was quite a fun day.
So- Tom and I were about to do lore for the first time in-- a while.
I was currently chilling on the Dream SMP discord server in one of the vc's with Tommy, just going over some things before the stream.
He was the one who was going to be streaming- of course.
"Okay, so- you know what to do, right?" Tommy asks once more, wanting conformation.
I hummed in response.
"Yeah, yeah. I've heard and read over everything... I even got on earlier to see if the plugins and commands were working-- which, they were.."
"Okay- alright... good." He sighs, "..Well, I'll be in the other vc. When I enter, you join my vc"
"I got it, I got it..." I murmur, waving him off, "Just go start your stream, don't wanna keep your lovely fans waiting.."
He was a little late to start his stream. We wanted to make sure things were well prepared so that it can go well.
I didn't know about Tommy, but I surely was a little worried about this.
There were many things going through my mind, but the most important thing I'd want to know is how Tommy's chat will react with the sudden return?
How many of them would even remember my character? Sure, I've been in a couple of Tommy's streams, but even I'm not that memorable-- at least I'd think I wouldn't be.
Oh... what wonders one can have...
"..are you nervous?" Tom suddenly asks me.
I was a little surprised. He hit my thoughts right on the nail..
"I'm not nervous.."
"You're nervous." He then lets out another sigh, "Look- just relax. You'll only need to talk to me, so- do what you do best."
And with that, he took this leave from the call.
After a few seconds of process, I slouched down in my gaming chair.
"...easy for you to say, bitch boy" I grumbled.
'he can read me like a book now..' Is come to realize.
The two of us have spent much time together, which I still find surreal. Though the thing that surprises me more is the fact that Tommy seems to know me better than I know him.
I call cap--
"Hey, Y/N..! How are you?" I suddenly heard Wilbur's voice sound out.
I jumped a little at his random entrance, getting me to sit back up in my chair properly and go back onto minecraft.
"Oh-! uhh... Wilbur!" I enthusiastically say, "I'm well, about to do lore with Tommy actually.."
"So I've heard..!" He then lets out a little chuckle before speaking on, "Well, I wish you two kids luck on your stream together. I'm sure you two will do well."
Wilbur's words ended up making me smile a bit.
"Thank you, Wilbur"
"I just wanted to stop by-- I'll get going now, be prepared!" And with that, nothing more was said. I tabbed over to check the discord channel to see that he had actually left.
My mind was starting to get fried..
Literally- I swear to god-- If another person joins the call, I might just game end myself.
I dunno- I feel like if it were to be anyone though, it'd be Dream. Just an odd feeling...
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'Maybe I should just leave the vc for now'
With that, I left the call and just started walking around the Tommyinnit Enterprise.
Like- I wonder how long I'll have to wait here... he didn't really have a set time when he'll show up, so I'll need to keep an eye out.
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Half an hour passed. Yes. Half an hour. I was looking through a lot of Minecraft Shorts on youtube... And after all that time I finally saw a glimpse of Tommy's minecraft character heading this way from a distance.
'okay- fuck. it's game time.'
I went into F5 and stared at the furnaces. When he grew closer, finally opening up the dirt hills door, he stops and stares at my minecraft character.
I tabbed onto discord once more and joined his vc.
He was in the middle of saying something, so part of him was cut off.
"--s. what..?"
I got back onto minecraft, turning around slowly to finally come face with him.
"Y/N...?" Tommy questions.
"..hey you little gremlin child." I greeted him, "Sorry, I wanted to borrow something."
"You're-- You're here! You're back...? I just... Y/N--?"
"God, no need to be so ecstatic Tommy..." I then walked up closer to him, "Are you really that surprised to see me?"
"Y/N... The last time I saw you was when you.." He pauses for a moment, "....When you fell."
He said it in quite a serious tone. It really is amazing how he can roleplay... I never get tired of his performances...
"Well, I'm here now, aren't I?" I responded, "..Hey, how about the two of us walk around for a bit? You can show me the new tourist attractions-- or maybe we can just hang out like normal? y'know, just to catch up."
He didn't say anything.
There was a long silence between us, causing me to speak again.
"Tommy?" I called out.
Without responding, Tommy just straight up punches my character.
My character is distanced from Tommy, and leaving my previously full health bar cut down half a heart short.
I stifled a laugh.
"HEY! Watch where you're hitting you savage!"
Tommy laughs out.
"pft.. Sorry!-- I was just making sure." He then clears his throat, "Uhhmm... I- sure, I guess..?"
"Coolio. Where to then?" I quiz.
"Uhh... I guess we can go look around. There's a few places I haven't got to see yet because of my exile... So- do you want to...?" He asks me.
"I already said I'd spend time with you, so just lead the way." I state to him.
"Alright... alright..." he murmurs, leaving the Enterprise after snatching an item from a chest.
The two of us walk out, going into Manberg to explore-- or at least... 'pretend explore'. I already saw all of these things when I previously came on here with him, so a lot of what I will end up expressing will be just a reenactment to how I actually acted out before. A confusing narrative, but a narrative nonetheless.
During the pretend tour, I started a bit of small talk.
"..So, have you been well during your freedom?" I questioned him.
Though, he doesn't respond.
'wow.', I mentally frisk faced. (-_-)
I start to punch his character.
"...ignoring me now? I'm wounded. Crushed truly."
Though my punches didn't do any damage-- or even seem to push him in any way. I think it was because I was put in a weird version of adventure mode or some shit-- so I can't break or place blocks as I should, plus I can't damage players for some odd reason... Even in normal adventure mode players are allowed to attack all kinds of mobs and players.
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This adventure mode was on something extra.
It's sad that I can still take damage though... Like- how the fuck does that work? That's right, because it shouldn't!
Dream and George-- and whoever else put their ideas into the pluggin might've thought it was fantastic to add in these factors, but it really just makes me seem so weak and pathetic-- which I still oddly love?
I dunno, it's just funny to hear the hit sounds when I don't actually do anything damaging.
"I'm just... I still don't know if you're real." Tommy finally responds to me.
I stopped hitting the blonde, mentally sighing.
"You really do like having your doubts...Though, reality is what you make it to be." I murmur, "Hmm... Looks like we've been everywhere..."
"Huh? already?"
"Everything else is pretty familiar to me..." I mutter, "...anyway-- what were you doing before you started giving me a tour?"
"..I was about to get some building items." He ends up answering.
"Let's go back then, I can help out." I say to him, "Big man innit can't carry all that shit by himself."
Tommy then scoffs.
"Oh-- fuck off..!! I so can!"
He then starts to walk off towards the Enterprise again.
"Show off then-- flex those metaphorical muscles..!" I called out, following up behind him.
"Just watch-!" He states to me.
Walking back with high spirits, Tommy opens the door to the enterprise and he starts searching through chests.
I idled in the room, looking around because I wasn't able to break or place anything-- the only good thing I was good for was being a carry-on luggage bag.
Looking back into a side room, I come to notice a little legful fello chilling in a small pool of lava. Though, I wasn't able to enter because there was a door in the way.
I longed to see Leg 4 Days, I didn't actually see him here at all! I didn't know the little guy was here... I didn't know Tommy moved Leg's back here...
Suddenly, the door opens up. I turned around a bit to see Tommy who had opened the door for me. Turning away from him, I ran into the room.
"Ohh! Leg's 4 Days..!" I exclaimed, running up to the little pen made for him. I crouched down in place so I wouldn't fall into the lava, "Hello you stupidly adorable piece of leg!"
Seeing my precious pet here just makes me pretty overjoyed. Even if it's a minecraft pet-- my good friend with majestic legs....
Turning back around, I couldn't help but smile at Tommy.
"Thanks for looking after him."
"..yeah, no problem."
I stayed a little longer with Leg's before Tommy starts dragging me over to a random location where a build was already in production.
The rest of the time me and him would just chat carefree as he built... whatever he was building. I was really confused, at some point he was digging holes-- other times he'd be building walls... While watching him he build, I sat on the sidelines drinking some boba tea.
Though I couldn't make out what he was constructing, he seemed proud of himself when he was apparently 'half way done'.
The thing looked like some weird artificial cube...
It was getting late in the server, so me and Tommy decided to head back to the Enterprise once more.
Upon arrival, the two of us simply stood at the front doors entrance.
"...Are you just going to keep staring at me like I'm some sort of ghost?" I asked him, "No need to draw out your bedtime..."
Ignoring my comment, Tommy spoke out once more.
"Y/N..?"
"Hmm? Yes, Tommy?"
"I- ..what happens if I fall asleep?" He asks placidly.
I accidently laughed a bit at his stupid question, causing me to then start blankly staring at him.
"I mean- you... you sleep? What else am I suppose to fucking say to that Tommy?"
"No- it's-- ugh... What I meant to say was..." He pauses for a moment, picking his next words carefully, "I just... You're not going to leave when I wake up in the morning, right?"
"Tommy... Sweet, sweet little pathetically and oddly now wholesome Tommy..." I hummed, "Don't worry. I'm not going to leave you...."
"....You're not lying, are you?" He quietly questioned me, sounding a little unsure himself.
"I'm not lying." I reassured him, "I'm not abandoning you. Not now, not ever. I never have."
I then started slowly walking away from his enterprise.
"Now go to sleep you fuckwad..." I tell him, "...I'll see you in the morning."
"yeah... see you in the morning..." He utters out.
I continued to walk away, having to jump the fence because I couldn't open the stupid gate.
God damn it-- Stupid pluggin.
I sat in silence for a moment longer, awaiting Tom to finish up his stream. I heard some extra dialogue, him talking to himself and such-- talking a bit to his chat subconsciously.
After speaking for a bit, there is a long silence in the call.
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Silence.
I was going to check to see if he had defend or muted, but he hasn't.
He just wasn't talking.
Before I spoke out, Tommy beat me to it.
"...aaannndd WE'RE FINALLY DONE!" He announces, letting out a long sigh.
I threw up my hands.
"Woohoo! Epic"
Tommy then starts to laugh.
"Oh my god- I was having such a hard time trying not to laugh. I was here being all serious and my chat was freaking the fuck out because of you."
"Hmm... I might avoid checking any social media for a few days-" I muttered out, "Seems scary right now..."
"Fucking-- yeah, people are already talking on twitter." Tommy tells me, "...There might be a little too many tweets about todays stream... Twitter might actually break-"
"Have things turned into a fuck-fest yet?" I ask him.
"Uhh... not from what I can see? Everyone is just surprised right now. Maybe other things will come up sooner or later." He seems to shrug off.
Yep... and that's where my bubbling anxiety rises...
"Anywho- you did great, as usual.." I say.
"You did pretty good yourself..." He tells me, "..but you were really trying to piss me off- weren't you?"
I couldn't stop the smirk that was now forming on my lips.
"ohhh... whatever do you mean?" I asked him, trying to act clueless.
"Don't play dumb, you know exactly what you were trying to do." He says, his voice suckled with hint of joking annoyance.
"Care to remind me of my wrong doings?" I ask.
"...the stupid names you call me" Tommy states.
"Tommy?" I accidently start to snicker.
He didn't understand my intentions at first, but as soon as he realize... he didn't hold back...
"OH FUCK YOU--!!"
I start laughing, and the rest of Tommy's slurs were pretty much muffled in my ears... my laughing drowned it out.
To think I'll start doing things like this with him more often...
Now, I'm kind glad that I agreed to do this again. I'll be able to make a lot more fond memories this way....
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