Exactly what is says in the title!
Mostly TommyInnit but occasional George and Karl.
Bench Trio and Full SMP House are kind of my hyper fixation right now so expect a lot of it.
Cover art doesn't belong to me!
Hi! Quick note. I'm probably going to make this into a series so there will be multiple chapters about Tommy and his service dog. The reason Tommy will have a service dog is because A) Hypoglycaemia B) Seizures C) Blackouts/ Fainting D) Panic Attacks and E) Sensory overloads.
:( I suffer from all five of these things so this is based off of how I feel when I get them, except I don't have a service dog! Anyway, this chapters just Tommy telling the others.
P.S this is the doggo!
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Her name's gonna be Bailey.
Tommy's P.O.V
A week ago, I had gotten a therapy dog. She was amazing. She knew how to support me in panic attacks, and she knew how to warn me and others about seizure, blackouts or when my blood pressure was getting dangerously low. Sometimes I did feel a little embarrassed that I was 16 and a dog was better at taking care of me than my parents or myself. In fact, I'd been saving up all of my stream donations and eventually put them towards getting her. My parents couldn't give less of a shit. It wasn't their money so they didn't care. Since I saw Tubbo a lot, he only lived down the street, and because he's my best friend, he was the first person I had told about Bailey.
Flashback
I was on call with Tubbo, curled up in my gaming with a blanket wrapped around my shoulder, Bailey was lying patiently at my feet.
"Hey Tommy?" Tubbo said.
"Yeah?"
"Did you get a new dog. My dad said that in one of your dads most recent Facebook pictures, there's a golden retriever in the background."
Tubbo knew about my seizures, he knew about my black outs, hypoglycaemia, SPD, and panic attacks, he'd witnessed at least one show of each. If anyone was going to accept it and not judge or mock me, it would be him. I took a deep breath, catching Bailey's attention and said, "Yeah, I uh...she's called Bailey, I paid for her."
"You pay for most things in your house Tommy." Tubbo said, I went a little red. I knew I wasn't supposed to pay the bills or buy everything for my parents but, I didn't have a choice. My hands were a little shaky and Bailey began to nudge them with her head. I looked down at her and she trotted over to my bedside table where my medication was. Shit I forgot to take my medicine. I rolled over to it in my chair and quickly downed it with some water. As I went back in view of the camera Tubbo started to talk again. "Hey can I see Bailey?" He asked, my dad never showed me the picture.
"Oh yeah sure." I said, tilting my webcam down so Toby could see her.
"What's she wearing?" He asked.
Oh right. She had a collar on, normal dog, but then she also had this yellow harness that let people know she was a service/ therapy dog.
"It's a harness, she's a...she's a service dog."
"Ohh, so she like, alerts people of a seizure and that?"
"Yeah, and she's good with calming me and stuff."
"I get it. That's really cool!!!"
I smiled, Toby really was my best friend.
Flashback over.
Now though, Tubbo was trying to convince me into telling the others. I had tried multiple times to muster up the courage to tell them but only achieved in giving myself an anxiety attack in the process. Today, however, I was going to do it. I was actually going to go through with it. The day had been long and hard. I had had three seizures and had to cancel my stream, Wilbur, Phil and Techno loosely knew that I was epileptic and that kind of thing but I hadn't fully told them. I curled up in my chair and Bailey jumped up lying in my lap, I pet her fur taking a couple deep breaths before joining the rest of SBI in a call. Wilbur had wanted to do a Sleepy Bois stream for a while and time had finally aligned. We were just playing Minecraft. Wilbur had made a server, added 100 random people and was trying to 'terraform the moon'. However halfway through, Bailey jumped off my lap and started to lick my hand, quickly I muted my mic on discord. I went to stand up by Bailey jumped up, placing her paws on my hips so I'd stay seated. My vision began to darken around the edges and soon enough I'd blacked out.
I came too by with Bailey licking my cheek. Shakily, I reached up my hand to scratch her head, "Good Girl." I whispered.
Then I heard Wilbur's voice in my ears. "I don't know where the gremlin child is gone, he's probably just gone to talk to his mother or something." I looked down at Bailey who seemed happy enough to jump up and settle in my lap again signalling that the episode had passed. I unmuted my mic, "Hey, I'm back." I said.
"Where did you go?" Techno asked.
"Just went to speak to mother innit."
The stream ended soon after that and we all sat in the discord call talking to each other. Phil and Wilbur had their cameras on as normal, Techno had his on too for once and Wilbur began telling me to put mine on.
"Okay, okay." I laughed in defeat clicking the camera icon. Soon my face popped up along with the others. I looked pale and tired, nothing that most people would catch on to but I could tell my friends had. "Tommy are you alright?" Phil asked, fatherly instincts kicking in.
"I-...Yeah, I'm just a little tired, it's been a long day."
"Where did you actually go earlier?" That was Wilbur's voice now.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you said you had to go and talk to mother innit but you told us before I started stream that your parents were out. Had been all day and wouldn't be back until 11. It's only 10."
"Oh."
"Yeah , oh, do you wanna talk about it?" Techno said.
"Well..." It was now or never, "I fainted."
"You...what?!!" Wilbur said concern immediately showing in his features.
"I fainted."
"Wait, how did you know to mute? Like, can you tell, has this happened before?!!"
"I could tell because...I've got a service dog. I got her a week ago."
"Tommy you said it was nothing serious?!!"
"I-I know. I should've told y-you the truth."
"Can you explain it to us now?" Phil asked gently.
"Okay well. For as long as I can remember I've been having fainting episodes, then I started having seizures when I was 5, when I was 8 I was diagnosed with a sensory processing disorder which gave me sensory overloads. Since I was 6 I've had crippling anxiety causing panic attacks and as you already know I have hypoglycaemia. There's just so much wrong with me and I'm sorry I-..." I trailed dropping my head down as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Hey, no, it's okay!" Wilbur said, "I'm sorry we didn't notice sooner, but that doesn't change our views on you, your still my little gremlin brother and I love you."
"Yeah, same." Techno said.
"And your like a son to me Tommy. I'd do everything in my power to keep you safe." Phil smiled.
"Can we see the dog?"
I gave a small laugh and tilted my camera down so that they could see her.
"This is Bailey." I said. Bailey looked up towards my computer monitor and cocked her head.
Immediately I heard them aweing and a smile lit up my face. This was my family. I loved them and they loved me.
