MCYT Oneshots

Tommy - Unmuted

Request for B1tter_. Italics mean how a normal story is written, otherwise it will be written like a journal. Enjoy! :)

Contains: Cursing, once

18/3/22

It's been a day like the others. Go to classes, surprise strangers with my lack of voice, and talk with my friend since first grade through writing. I've been mute since the day I was born, and although there is a surgery I can do, I cannot yet until I am eighteen. Three months of waiting.

14/5/22

"Why don't I show my girl- I don't have a girlfriend chat, I just have a friend who is a woman! There's a difference!" Tommy screams from the other side of his room. Every once in a while I enter the stream, but only for a minute.

15/5/22

I have started taking voice therapy. I haven't been able to do much, I still need the surgery, but I can make a slight squeak. Better than nothing, I suppose.

27/7/22

Surgery is done, I'n probably high on neds. so I mIght be writing wrOng.

30/7/22

Hey, Journal Book Thing. Back a few days later. Therapy for my voice is much better but we're going a little easier due to the surgery.

21/8/22

Back a month later, I know, a long time. I can speak now! Not very much, but hello and byes are possible now! Thinking of surprising Tommy. Should I?

3/9/22

Today is the day. Tommy and I were hanging out, as we normally do on weekends. I scratch my wrist, nervously listening as best as possible. I hear him say, "Mothers calling." I say a goodbye out loud but he doesn't seem to care. "Yeah, make sure to watch my stream tonight, too. Bye!" I sit, confused at his reaction. I had spoke, right?

Okay, weird thing, Dia. I said goodbye to Tom but he didn't care ? ? ? I really hope I actually said it, maybe it were too quiet?

5/9/22

(3rd person POV)

Tommy sat in his chair, streaming like usual. It was monday, but it didn't matter that much. A ten dollar donation gets sent and a computer reads the message: "didnt u say your friend was mute? what do you think their voice sounds like?" In the neighbouring house, Y/n scratches her wrist a little awaiting his answer. He starts to talk. "Good question, it's not like I've ever heard their voice, they haven't been- they- wait. One second, chat. One second, I gotta do.. Something." Y/n stares at the screen a little longer before she hears a scream. "SINCE WHEN IN THE FUCK DID YOU LEARN TO SPEAK?" The boy's/girl's/pal's smile widens as they try their best to explain.

Well, he certainly found out, Sir Journs. It was really hard to explain so quick when I normally talk slow, or not at all, but I think I did okay. He was so funny, sprinting out of his room into mine so fast.

About 480 words. I wasn't sure how to write it, but hopefully it turned out well. Have a nice night or day, lovelies!