Y/n came from a very toxic house hold. One day she had enough. She ran away to her best friend, Tommy. When she was with Tommy she walked into one of his streams and met his other best friend. Will they become enemies, friends, or more?
⚠️ TW: ABUSE...
~~Y/n's POV~~ I wake up and realize I was still on the couch. I tried to get up only to get pulled back down by arms around my waist. I look over to see a sleeping Tubbo cuddled next to my side.
I blushed and decided not to wake him up. So I got comfortable and scrolled on Twitter.
I saw a tweet by the one and only Tommyinnit himself.
TommyInnit ✅ @tommyinnit
Look at the lovebirds 🙄✋
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I groaned as Tubbo started to stir awake.
"What's wrong?" He asked in a deep sleepy voice. I would be lying if I said it wasn't hot.
"Look what Tommy posted." I said showing him my phone.
"Oh damn sorry." He said as he realized how we were laying.
"Oh no problem I was comfortable." I stated.
"Ok but what are we gonna do about it?" He asked.
"I have and idea." I said with a devilish grin.
As soon as I said that guess who came walking down the stairs.
"Tommy mother fucking innit. Get you ass over here." I tell him. He gulps and slowly walks over.
I look at him. "Tommy what is 2×4?" I ask him knowing he sucks at math.
"I don't fucking know. 356? You know I suck at math." He says as Tubbo burst out laughing.
"356 seconds till I come over there and beat you ass." I say standing up as Tubbo laughs even harder.
"WHAT WHY!" He yelled pretty much making the whole house wake up.
"YOU TWEETED!" I yell back.
"WHAT DID I TWEET?" He asked as I started walking towards him.
"Stupid question." I state as everyone in the house is pretty much watching.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Tommy screams as he starts running but not before I grip him by the arm and pull him down sitting on his back pinning them on the ground above his head.
"The one you tweeted last night." I say in a dark voice. "You not making this out alive. You'll be today's breakfast." I say rather intimidating.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK TUBBO?" I ask making sure he heard me.
"I think that would be a good idea. We don't have to listen to his annoying child voice all day." He replied.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP TUBBO AND GET HER OFF OF ME YOU FUCKING SIMP!" He yelled at Tubbo.
