Tommyinnit Angst/Fluff one shots

85. The thought does NOT count (PF)

Tommy and Tubbo are walking together to a class and Tommy thinks of something that it not too good

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Tommy's point of view*

Tubbo and I walked out of our math class as soon as the bell ringed, ignoring the yelling that Mr.Halo said, telling them 'The bell does not dismiss you, I do' which is why everyone in my friend group hates him so much that we all call him Mr.BB, which stands for 'Bitch Boy' and can be seen as a slip of the tounge

As soon as we left Tubbo started rambling about how he hit a kid with his notebook, that contains all of his drawings and anything that is important to him, because that person accidentally shoved him.

Now, if this were any other student and or adult they would be deeply concerned but this is me, who has been Tubso's best friend since kindergarten, and this is the normal. And, speaking of normal, I normally love his rambling however today it's a different story

I have no idea what in the fucking hell is going on but it doesn't change the fact that my head is throbbing and I want to kill everyone and everything that makes even a single fucking peep

'I want to fucking grab his throat, pick him up, throw him out of a window, and watch him plummet down a 50 story building while enjoying myself and look at his face as I flip him o- oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck'

I finish my thought as we walk into history class and I pause to look at Tubbo

"Tubby, I just thought something and before I say it I need you to remember that, unlike everyone and every single movie and or show has told you, the thought does NOT fucking count. Do you get that?"

"....yes..." Tubbo sounded very concerned about what I will say but it's too late for him to back out now because if he does then he'll just ask at some point because he is more curious than the cat who got crushed by a refrigerator.

Or that's not how it died since no one has ever specified how the cat died so maybe they had their fur slowly cut off and then their skin was next to be cut off by a pair of dull scissors that make it more painful than it would be if it were sharper

Anyways

"I may or may not have thought of strangling you and throw you off a something hundred foot building. Actually, instead I want to have a knife go along your skin so you'll bleed and the only noise that will come out of that mouth is screaming in pain. After that I'll then wrap around hair bands and I'll add one for every minute so your circulation goes out painfully slow and I'll do it to every one of your limbs until you eventually feel numb so when I take off the bands you'll feel more pain than you have ever felt and you won't even be able to stand. Finally, I'll send you back home thinking that you're out of the hell hole however you're wrong and instead everything that's special to you is gone and your house will burn down with you in i-"

"TOMMY! WHAT THE HELL!?" Why's Tubbo so mad? I told him that the thought doesn't count, didn't I?

"I don't give a shit that you're talking about torturing me but don't do it in front of the entire class while everyone is watching us!"

Oooohhhh

Well that makes sense. Actually, it makes perfect sense. Wait. Does that me-

"Boys, how many times have I told you no talking about torture and no yelling. Drista has already started telling stories of ow she'll stab my hunsband's eye out with a fork."

I snorted at Mr.Notfound's comment about his sister in law

I'm so glad that I told Drista about operation Fork while Mr.Notfound was on a call with her because her brother, Mr.Notfound's husband, caught the kitchen on fire (dumbass)

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I had an amazing time writing about this and nothing will ever be better

Number of words: 700