Tw for this chapter: Mentioned abuse, mentioned injuries, mentioned past injuries, pain and pain meds, panic attack.
"That's, good yeah." Tommy mumbles and Phil nods, turning to grab a couple of pans from a cupboard.
"Do you want to come sit?" Wilbur asks Tommy, patting a seat at the table next to him. Tommy shakes his head quickly. He wasn't allowed at the table back at Dream's place.
"Yeah but this isn't Dream's place." Techno said Tommy stared over at him, he knew for sure he didn't say that out loud. "No you didn't." Techno says and Tommy looks even more confused. Phil gives Techno a look. "But it's fun!" Techno says and Tommy is confused because Phil didn't say anything.
"Techno can listen to thoughts. Kinda like reading minds but more like you have to actively think about it." Wilbur informs Tommy. Tommy nods slowly, trying to clear his head of everything.
"Do you all have?" Tommy starts but he stops himself. He can't question if they all have powers.
"Yes we all have powers." Techno says still locking eyes with Phil.
"Techno can listen to thoughts and has super strength. Wilbur can teleport and has mind control. I basically have something close enough to the force and can pause time." Phil explains and Tommy stares over at him. That made his power to control objects look small.
"Why are we telling a villain everything?" Techno questions and Phil gives him another look. "I don't know! He might go back and say things!" Techno says and Tommy frowns. He didn't want to go back to Dream or tell him anything. "Well no now he's saying no." Techno grumbles.
"Let's just move past this for now. Wilbur can you set the table?" Phil asks and Wilbur nods. Within a blink of an eye Wilbur was gone from sitting at the table to grabbing plates from the kitchen and back again.
If Tommy hadn't seen Wilbur at least teleport before he would have been a bit freaked out. But he had seen that, and he vaguely knew that Phil could stop time. He very much was aware that Techno had super strength.
The chunk missing from his side said that well enough.
"I didn't know you were so young when I did that." Techno spoke out loud, snapping Tommy from his thoughts of past fights.
"What?" Tommy asked and Techno looked at him as Wilbur reached around Techno to put plates and cups down.
"When I did that to your side I didn't know you were so young. I don't like hurting people who are young." Techno explains and Tommy blushes a bit, ducking his head again.
"Tech, mate, get out of the kids head." Phil scolds and Techno rolls his eyes.
"And I'm not young, I'm a big man." Tommy spoke up and Techno and Wilbur both laughed.
"Sure you are. What are you 18? 19?" Wilbur asked and Tommy still didn't look up at them as he mumbled
"15."
"You're fucking 15!" Techno roars and Tommy flinches, waiting to get hit. Waiting for them to hurt him.
"Tech calm down." Phil instructs and Tommy can't think properly until he sees Phil sitting a few feet away from him again. "Tommy, breathe."
"I can't, I'm sorry." Tommy says as more tears fall from his eyes. When did he start crying?
"Yes you can. If you can talk you can breathe. So deep breath." Phil told him and Tommy shook his head, putting his hands on the back of his neck again.
"Did we look at his neck?" Techno mumbles to Wilbur on the other side of the room. Tommy didn't see or hear whatever response Wilbur gave. Actually Tommy didn't see anything, as things slowly started fading to black.
When things returned to normal Tommy realized he was on something soft again. He opened his eyes quickly this time but regretted it as the light blinded him.
Was he back with Dream? Was that some weird concussion induced nightmare or something?
He opened his eyes slower than last time and he did he made a discovery. The discovery he made was that he was in a bed, it was not his own, it wasn't even the one that he had been in earlier. The other discovery he made was that Wilbur, someone who in the past did not like Tommy (or Little Nightmare but that was still Tommy) was currently holding him.
Wilbur didn't spot the fact that Tommy was awake, Tommy hadn't moved at all other than his eyes and Wilbur was focused on a phone in his hands. Tommy glanced at the screen but couldn't quite see what was on it.
He shifted and tried to move himself out of Wilbur's arms, but felt sudden rushes of pain go through his body and he let out a cry. That got Wilbur's attention.
"Toms, Toms, stop moving. Stop moving." Wilbur said quickly, putting the phone down so he could use both hands to try and steady Tommy.
"Let me go." Tommy says through shots of pain and Wilbur shook his head.
"Your meds wore off and we didn't want to give you more when you weren't awake. So hold still or you're going to be in a lot more pain." Wilbur instructs as he slides out of the bed carefully.
When Tommy stops squirming, not because Wilbur was right or anything, Wilbur nods and turns towards the direction of the door. Then he was gone in a blink. Not even seconds later he was back, holding onto Phil.
"Jesus mate you have to give me more of a warning then just 'hey'" Phil groans as he stares at Wilbur.
"You said when he gets up, come get you." Wilbur says crossing his arms.
"I meant like, tell me, not just snatch me up from doing the fucking dishes. My hands are still fucking wet." Phil complains, and sure enough his hands were still soaking wet. He turned and wiped his hands on Wilbur's shirt. Wilbur grimaced and frowned at Phil.
"Anyway, he's up." Wilbur said, half pouting.
"Stop pouting it's water and soap, you may have heard of it before for how long you spend in the fucking shower." Phil teases before turning to Tommy. "Hey mate, how are you feeling?"
"Fine." Tommy lies and Phil frowns at him.
"There's no need to lie." Phil said softly and it was Tommy's turn to frown.
"I'm not lying." Tommy says defensively. Phil crosses his arms.
"Then sit up. If you're fine then just sit up." Phil tells him and out of spite Tommy goes to sit up. That was a wrong move because every bone in his body was screaming at him that he was in pain and should not be sitting up right now.
"Tommy you're in pain." Wilbur tells him but Tommy shakes his head as he makes himself sit up all the way.
"Fine." Tommy grumbles and Wilbur rolls his eyes, using one of his arms to push Tommy back a bit. "Fuck!" Tommy yells out in pain.
"See mate, just lie back down. Wil will go get some more meds okay?" Phil said.
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