My Mum Is A Powerful Witch | Reader x DSMP

003 - Please clean up these Legos

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After bringing Tommy his breakfast. I sat down at the dinner table to eat my own. Ant was already sitting there in his human form. His brown hair had cat ears popping out. And he has a long tail sway back-and-forth as he to nibbled his food.

"Soooooo?" Ant said once I took my seat opposite of him.

"So what?" I questioned.

"Did you get anything out of him?"

"Nope. And I don't plan to push the boy. He clearly got some type of trauma going through his head."

Ant nodded and continued chewing on his food. We move on to light conversations about less troubling things. Once we both finished I grabbed both my and Ant's dishes and put them in the sink. The tap fills the sink with hot water and bubbles rest on top thanks to the Dawn dish soap I used. (#not sponsor)

Shoot I need to get Tommy's dishes!

I turn on my heels quickly, almost bumping into a blue-eyed boy. Tommy appears in front of me with an empty tray. Not a single crumb sitting on the plate.

"Thanks for the meal," he whispered. Had I been even a tad bit hard of hearing I wouldn't have caught a word of what he said.

"I'm glad you enjoyed my food!" I take the tray with ease and place the dirty dishes in the bubble bath I created a few minutes ago. He take a seat at the table I and Ant were just at. Ant had just left after he finished eating.

He probably went to see Bad or Red. Yeah, he definitely went to see Red velvet...

I decided to let the dishes soak and take a seat across from Tommy. He unknowingly sat in my seat so I had to sit on the other one.

"Let's play two truths and a lie. I'll go first! I read fanfic, My favourite colour is Y/C and I fought in a war."

His whole body flinches at the mention of war.

What had this kid seen?

"You didn't fight in a war."

"Clever kid. How did you guess?"

"Big men like me know these things!" He smiles but it seems fake to me. "Anyways it's my turn!"

"I have a pet cow, umm...I created a religion." The blonde boy faces down as if the floor had become the night sky on a starry night. "And I have no friends."

My heart ripped out of my chest at the last one. This poor boy.

He's all on his own. That one has to be a lie. But no way in hell he made a religion.

"The last one."

"Nope. I don't have a pet cow... ᴬⁿʸᵐᵒʳᵉ," he mumbled the last bit.

Wait he actually made a religious? What the hell?

"Then that two lies."

"What no it not?" He raised his eyebrows in confusion at my statement.

"Then what am I? Tommy, I want to help you get back on your feet. I don't know you at all but every bone in my body is telling me that you are someone who deserves a helping hand!"