mcyt [self insert] || oneshots

tommy • tubbo | bath water

based off of Tommy's stream where he tried to sell Tubbo's bath water to BBH
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NOTICE: i write about the characters the CCs role play as on the  DreamSMP and their internet personas, therefore I will always use their internet alias when referring to said character, thank you 👏

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"Here, here—take this," you said, hauling several buckets of water from the lake. The water sloshed over the metal rim as you dropped them on the ground beside the quartz bathtub.

"Good job, my accomplice." Tommy patted your head.

"Shut up, I've literally done more work than you, shitass." You slapped his hand away.

"Aye! That was a bit fucking rude." Tommy snapped his head at you and aggressively poured the buckets of water into the bathtub.

"The truth hurts, man." You shrugged.

"Tch."

When the bathtub was finally full, Tommy called Tubbo.

"Ayeee, Tubbo."

"Oh, hey Tommy!"

"What's up, Tubbo?" you said into Tommy's radio. Tommy pushed your face away.

"Hi (y/n)!"

"Ignore them, Big T. We need you to come over to the parking lot."

"Parking lot? The one in front of the shitty Walmart?"

You and Tommy both snorted in laughter. "Yeah, that one."

"Got it, be there in a few minutes!" Tubbo said before the radio clicked.

"So..." You glanced at the bathtub, then at Tommy, then back at the bathtub. "How do we tell him we're gonna sell his bath water?"

"Just leave it to me, I'm great at this kinda stuff," Tommy gloated.

In a few minutes time, a bubbly Tubbo came running down the wooden steps.

"Oiii, Big Man!" Tommy rose his arms up to welcome his friend.

"What's up, guys?" Tubbo said, taking a brief glance at the obscurely placed bathtub in the middle of the grass.

"We're gonna sell your bath wa—"

Tommy slapped a hand over your mouth, cutting you off mid-sentence. "Well you see here, we're gonna give you a free washing! And you don't even have to—DID YOU JUST LICK ME?!"

You nodded your head as Tommy vigorously rubbed his palm on his shirt to wipe off your saliva.

"Fuckin' gross... Anyways! Yeah—just... get in the bath, Tubbo."