The Art Of Vesuvius

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Right so this is chapter one of a story I'm working one, like an actual book. Not just a oneshot, so let me know what you think.

I always forget to say this but the format of this book is made to be read on mobile/phone

TW: Mention of drugs and alcohol, violence, foul language, unproper binding

TW: Mention of drugs and alcohol, violence, foul language, unproper binding

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(Tommy's design, art by sem-rielle on Tumblr)

3rd person

Lmanburg, from an outsider's view its a run down city filled with criminals and freeloaders but they never looked deeper to see the tight knit community that was woven when Essempi State turned all of its funding towards the hero commission headquarters.

The closer you were towards Smp HQ the richer people were and the more expensive the rent was, many citizens of Lmanburg were forced out of their homes and businesses as the rich began to settle into the houses near HQ causing rent for everything to skyrocket.

As people from everywhere brought their own cultures and businesses Lmanburg became a safe haven for everyone; hybrids, magic users, ex convicts, ect. No one was ever out of place. Unfortunately because it was so underfunded schools, shops and housing complexes were extremely run down and in desperate need to be fixed up.

Now let's focus in on our protagonists; Tubbo Underscore, Theseus Tommy Innit, Ranboo Beloved and Purpled Bedwars. Quite an odd bunch, all were orphaned hybrids from a young age but found refuge in Lmanburg, specifically Snowchester Heights.

Tubbo; a ram hybrid, works in Snowchester Heights at Mumbos Electronic store. His age is estimated at about 17 years old, he uses He/Him. He somehow married Ranboo for tax benefits even though theyre both minors, it was a smart idea though. Hes the guy in the chair and likes to make the gadgets Tommy and Ranboo always like to use.

Tommy; a phoenix hybrid, works in Snowchester at Kristen's Cafe. Hes estimated to be around 16 years old, hes the youngest. He uses He/Him, FTM. On the side he works as the vigilante Vesuvius in the slums of Lmanburg where a majority of crime takes place and also conveniently where none of the cops do their job or where heroes dont go.

Ranboo; an enderman hybrid, works way up town at the Walmart right by Smp HQ so theyve had more than enough encounters with injured heroes and villains taking the store hostage. They stopped caring after the third time the store was taken hostage.They cant remember when their birthday is so Tubbo just guessed they were probably older than Tommy.

They use They/Them, they also accompany Tommy on his vigilante missions as the vigilante Lethe. Married to Tubbo, they dont really remember how that exactly happened. He occasionally fights in Hypixel.

Purpled; a butterfly hybrid, they work under Punz as an intern although he just uses that job to steal information about the heroes Punz works for. Uses He/They and works more as a getaway driver for Tommy and Ranboo. Hes a Hypixel fighter, its where he came up with his last name.


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Tommy pov

"RANBOO GET UP YOU GOTTA GET TO WORK" I groaned as Tubbo screamed for his marriage partner to get up, if Ranboo had just woken up on time my sleep couldve gone uninterrupted. I guess this is what happens when you share a one bedroom apartment with four people.

I gripped the thin sheet I slept under and threw it off of me as I swung my legs off the ratty old mattress. The stupid thing is why I'm gonna have back problems by the time Im twenty five.

I dragged myself down the hallway where Tubbo was lecturing Ranboo for trying to skip breakfast, again. "Tubbo youre gonna make them late if you lecture Ranboo any longer, I'm not sure how long anyone can listen to lecture them without trying to rip their ears out anyway" I grumbled as I passed him to get to the coffee pot, which was empty.

"Nevermind" I muttered as I went to open the fridge to see what we had left, a singular cold slice of pizza sat sadly on the middle shelf. I shrugged as I snatched it up and brought it to my nose, yeah no it had pineapple on it.

"Tommy just eat the damn slice, Ranboo had the other one. It's not gonna kill you" Tubbo shouted to me over his shoulder. I just sighed.

"Tubbo we've gone over this everytime you order pineapple pizza, I'm allergic to pineapple. Thats why I order cheesy bread along with the pizza." I said as I tossed Ranboo the slice that was previously in my hand. "I'll pick something up on the way to work."

Ranboos face lit up as they devoured the slice, disgraceful. No sane person would eat pineapple on pizza. "Who's gonna get groceries?" Ranboo asked through the food in their mouth.

"Purpled said he was gonna buy them because and I quote I don't trust Tommy not to buy cigarettes, Ranboo doesn't have the time and you're just going to buy shit we don't need" I huffed in response, they're not wrong but still.

I watched Tubbo roll his eyes as I grabbed my set of keys from the coat rack where we all had personalized lanyards that held our keys, IDs, ect. "You're still gonna buy them aren't you?" Tubbo asked as I pulled on my army jacket.

"Yeah" I responded honestly.

"Just don't smoke inside."

"I never do.' With that I exited the apartment and headed down the stairwell to the ground floor where the janitor was sweeping.

"Bye Clementine!" I called over my shoulder as I pushed open the doors. The cafe where I worked wasn't too far from the apartment, only about ten blocks.

"Tommy!" I turned around to see Mumbo running to catch up with me, as the man made it to my side he spoke again "when is Tubbo's birthday?" he was clearly out of breath.

"December twenty third, why?" I was a bit sceptical on why Tubbo's boss needed his birthday when he could have probably just looked at Tubbo's resume.

"That's in like a week! Do you know what he likes? Is he allergic to anything? Oh wait that might work-" Mambo rambled.

"Listen big man I would love to stay and chat but if I don't get going now I'll be late for work." I said as I walked away but not before calling over my shoulder "he really likes bees!"

I was late to my shift by two minutes, luckily Bad's shift was before mine and he was always very understanding. The soft green cafe was always my favorite place to be, the strong scent of coffee and smoke- WAIT SMOKE?? I quickly ran to the kitchen where I saw Skeppy coughing while taking out charcoal croissants. "Skeppy what the fuck are you doing?!" It was going to be a long day.

"Sir I don't know how many times I have to tell you this, we do not sell alcohol here." Some drunk dude was trying to order whiskey, even though he was clearly in a cafe. Unfortunately I was the last one on shift and it was like ten oclock pm so of course there was no one in the store.

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