tommy's standard life behind a coffee counter.

15 - Meeting an Old Friend, But Someone was Watching.

AN: not me using another mcyt's name in here that's not associated with the dsmp,,
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Eryn choked, "What the heck? That's not something you'd ask from someone who saved you, you kno-"

"Were. you. from. a . lab?" Tommy said, making his words a little clearer.

The figure hummed.

"Yes, got a problem?"

Tommy immediately dropped his bow and arrow.

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Eryn was taken aback. How could he just drop his only reign of defence?

"Uh, Are you ok?"

"What was the company called?" Tommy asked, hands twitching slightly.

"Err, ForgeLabs? Don't really remember.."

Tommy immediately smiled fondly.

"Remember Tommy?"

Eryn froze.

"How do you-"

"It's me Eryn, you dumbfuck." Tommy chuckled, nervously scratching at the back of his neck.

Eryn lifted up his bandana slightly, revealing widened red and grey eyes.

"Tommy? Is it really you?"

Tommy then slowly deadpanned.

"Not really bright, are you?" He said, laughing at Eryn wincing.

Tommy then walked aside from the counter, embracing Eryn with a hug.

He noticed he was crying.

Well, both of them were.

"I missed you, big man." He chuckled, patting the other's back.

"Yeah, same. I never knew you were here."

Tommy hummed, letting go of Eryn.

"You were meant to be avian, right?" Eryn raised an eyebrow, Glancing at his back to find no extra, feathery limbs.

"Yeah, experiments weren't so successful. I didn't gain wings. Maybe not yet, for all I know." He sighed staring at the body on the floor.

"You might want to get rid if that."

"Yeah, don't worry. I'll turn him in soon."

"What, are you a hero now?" Tommy grinned, raising a curious eyebrow.

Eryn chuckled, "Nope, I'm a bounty hunter."

Tommy nodded in thought.

"May want to turn him in now before he wakes up. I have rope in case if he does." He shrugged.

Eryn looked very confused.

"What? Why the fuck do you have rope in a café?"