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    “And everyone is so old,” Tubbo complains. Somehow, without them knowing about it, Tubbo’s managed to swipe a waffle and is chewing on it happily. Sapnap stifles a laugh. “Well, not everyone, I guess- the kid in our room is our age, I think. He might be younger.”

    Wilbur perks up. “Does he ice skate?”

    “Yeah, he does. He’s got these sick skates and everything.” Tubbo explains. “He’s quiet though. We tried talking to him, but…”

    “But?”

    Tubbo shrugs. "He's quiet. He doesn't talk much. I guess he's busy."

    or, Tommy's made it to the Olympics for figure skating- he's the youngest contestant on the ice and he's the favor for the gold. He's supposed to be living the dream. So why is he still so unhappy? And why do all these hockey players and snowboarders care so much about him?

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    05 Apr 2022

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    The Crafts seem to be a perfect family, idyllic and peaceful.

    They aren’t really, but every member is perceived to be the epitome of skill and the very models of the ideal citizen...

    And there's Tommy, the youngest. 

    He's...well, not special, not exceptional, not magical. He cannot make people feel relaxed from a small conversation, can't move figurative mountains with natural strength, can't create music that entrances those who dare to hear. He's the dirty boy who ate mud when he was a kid, makes friends with the bugs that everybody retches at, loves the unlovable things like ants parading down the sidewalk or little spiders that make intricate webs in the corners of his windows.

    He's himself.

    And perhaps that's the worst thing he could ever be. 

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    Or, I took Knee Deep at ATP and turned it into SBI angst.

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    27 Mar 2022

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    The crowd was loud, the roaring drowning out any other sounds around. They were all cheering for a boy with a helmet.

    A boy with a helmet that was basking in it all. His arms stretched out wide, jumping up and down to rile the crowd up more.

    He quickly put his visor up, revealing sharp blue eyes but nothing else. Those eyes were scanning the crowd before him, slightly squinted into a smile.

    He stomped his foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped his other foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped in a rhythm, the crowd stomping in the same. A loud drumming to a beat that was like no others.

    A beat that was his.

    A beat that was for the boy called Cherry Bomb.

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    Tommy is a motorbike racer known the world as Cherry Bomb. He quickly gained popularity along with skill. All he wanted was something to be his, and he got it. Lets just hope his family won't take it away from him.

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    01 Mar 2022

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    “Wh— what?” Tommy choked out, his voice hoarse from the lack of use all day.

    The man rolled his eyes, as if he didn’t just ask a completely impolite question. “I said, do you have any booze?”

    Tommy sat still. He reached into his jacket pocket, his hand finding only a plastic pen. Could he stab this man with a plastic pen?

    Tommy pulled said piece of plastic out, visibly holding it up. “I have a pen.” Something about the bemused look on the man's face made Tommy click it, and again, repeatedly.

     

    click click click click click click click click—

     

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    or; Tommy planned on dying. He meets Wilbur instead.

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    20 Feb 2022

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  5. Public Bookmark 92

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    It’s Phil who asks him to go.

    ‘It’ll be good for you, Tommy.’ He said, as if he knew Tommy past the awkward conversations and the file that had been handed to him as he was dumped on their doorstep.

    As if he knew Tommy past the anger and the trauma that he wore so blatantly but no one had bothered to do anything about. Deciding it would be better to leave it to him to handle on his own even when it was clear to any one with half a brain that he was drowning in it.

    He doubted it would be anything other than an inconvenience that he had to deal with two times a week but he agreed anyway, to make Phil happy and maybe, if did help, that wouldn’t be so bad because he can’t keep living like this, really.

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    Or Tommy being fostered told through his therapy sessions (and a few other snippets of his life).

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    10 Feb 2022

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