tommyinnit x (fem)reader :)

thirty-eight

- your pov !

"another vlog gun is on the line y/n! we have to win!" tommy groaned as i looked at him.

"you're the one who sucks ass at this game!" i argued as he looked at me.

"what'd you say?" he asked as i repeated myself.

"i said, you suck ass at this game!" i said as i managed to hit another clown with a rubber ball.

as soon as i did so, i felt tommy punch me softly in the arm.

"i don't suck at any games, i'm too good at them all." he scoffed as i laughed softly.

"yeah, sure big man." i laughed as he looked at me.

"you called me big man." he spoke as i nodded.

"i mean you are older than me." i shrugged as he laughed.

"true, true!" he spoke as he hit a clown as the timer ran out.

he collected the tickets before pointing to the air hockey game.

"we're playing that one." he laughed as i shook my head.

"why that one? you get no tickets and it's boring!" i groaned as he grabbed my hand.

"it's fun! you just have horrible taste." he laughed and dragged me to the game.

i sighed and played along.

he stood beside me while tubbo and phil stood on the opposite side. sam and wilbur had already gone towards the food center in the arcade after growing hungry.

we started playing as phil kept scoring in our goal.

"phil this isn't fair! you're already good at minecraft, why do you have to be good at this game too?" i complained as he laughed.

"because you guys suck and it's easy to make goals." he responded as i frowned.

"you're a rude old man." i muttered as he laughed.

"i'm not even old!"

"you're older than me which makes you old." i shrugged.

"so tommy and tubbo are old?" he asked as i paused my concentration to think.

"well.. yes." i replied as i blocked the puck from entering our goal.

"i'm not old!" tommy yelled, catching a few stares but none of us seemed to mind.

"so are you a child?" i asked as he looked at me.

"i seriously hate you." he muttered before returning to the game.

i laughed and continued playing.

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"VLOG GUN NUMERO TWO!" tommy shouted into my ear as i jumped.

"do you ever shut the fuck up?" i asked as he laughed.

we had just finished playing enough games to collect a prize, tommy got his newest vlog gun, tubbo bought a small cow plush toy, wilbur bought random candy and i got a duck plush.

"you are a literal child." sam laughed as i held the duck in my arms.

"shut up." i muttered as we started leaving.

"i'm going to use the toilet, i'll meet you outside." tommy spoke as he walked away. we stood outside the arcade as we waited for him.

"i like your plush." tubbo commented as he held his.

"i like yours too." i smiled as he held his up in the air.

"they can be friends!" he laughed as i held mine up too.