TOMMY NO!

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It was a soft morning in the Family car. Birds chirping, sun shining, and of course, screaming! 

"Tommy, give me my plush back or I will skin you!" Tubbo snapped, gently hitting Tommy.

Tommy stopped squirming and handed back the plush, "Jesus Christ, man, fine." 

"I'm gonna go get gas, kids," Phil yawned, seeing the gas tank was nearly empty. He opened the door, and went inside that gas station. 

"Damn, Already?" Wilbur cracked his knuckles, for some fucking reason, while Tommy began to yell 'roadtrip' over and over again.

Techno slapped Tommy on the back of the head "Yeah, we drove 80 miles last night," 

Tommy winced, "Ow! What the fuck, man?"

"You were being annoying," Techno shrugged. "Ranboo,"

"Hm?"

"Wanna switch spots?"

"Erm, sure, I guess,"

"You don't have too,"

"I'll stay here than," Ranboo chuckled.

"Ooooh can I switch?" Tommy said.

Techno sighed, "Fine." 

"YES!" Tommy and Techno got out of the car and switched seats, so now Tommy was riding shotgun.

"Oh no," Wilbur laughed.

*They're drivin now*

Tommy now had the aux cord, and was playing 'roadtrip' by dream, but he was previously playing 00's music.

"Y'know Tommy, your music taste isn't bad," Phil laughed.

"I agree," 

.

.

.

Tubbo has agreed.




"Thanks," Tommy smiled with pride.

Suddenly, they hear from the radio,



'What does the fox say??'

                                                                               

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