Wonderland - TyThan Oneshots

He loves me, he loves me not

           

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Its kind of a toradora au but because i dont like to completely copy an idea its completely different and bc its fanfic format its not as long and detailed, or as logical. Im still not really happy with it but like ... I really wanted to write something like this ever since i watched toradora and yea idk ... dont be too harsh please. Some of you probably havent watched toradora but that doesnt matter. It's a great manga, an even better anime and the best fucking light novel.

Warnings: One sided Crankiplier in the beginning, also Tyler likes Amy so Tamy??? Tymy?? Idfk its not important anyway. Ethan got bullied in the beginning but he aint taking anyones shit. That's about it, because this is happy and fluffy to distract me from the hell hole called school.

It might look like this story takes place like six day, but id say its actually like months bc why not

Also, Tyler doesn't like ethan very much at the beginning so he calls him "nestor" bc edgy broooo

And the last thing, there are some implied references to your favourite Tyler, horny tyler, mostly because tyler boy here is 19 and yknow

hormones and shit

When Tyler woke up, the first thing he noticed was the smell of eggs and bacon. The second thing he noticed is that the curtains were opened – he forgot to close them yesterday after he came home from his part time job and finished his homework. The third thing he noticed is the obnoxiously loud music that came from his neighbours house.

When Tyler stood up, the first thing he did was stretch. The second thing he did was slip on pants and a t-shirt and the third thing he did was stare at the shadow moving behind his neighbours curtains. Although he heard his neighbour move in a few weeks ago, he had never met them. He was sure his mother baked a pie and visited, but she never told him.

He turned around on his heel and exited his room. The smell of bacon was leading him and probably the only reason he even wanted to get out of bed.

~

His mother was a small woman with a brown bob cut and a friendly, always smiling face. She was wise and came over old – not because of her looks but because of the way she talked. She talked as if she'd seen all the worries in the world.

His mother was also very strong. Tyler's father left them alone when Tyler was nearly one year old, leaving a single mother without a job, barely eighteen. But she did it anyway, working four jobs and still making time every time Tyler drew something or wanted to play. In Tyler's opinion, she was better than a mom and a dad at the same time.

"Hey Ty," she interrupted her humming to greet him as he walked sleepily down the stairs.

"Hey mom," he replied.

~

"Tyler." Tyler shrunk as much as possible into his chair, as if his mother couldn't see him that way. "Are you ready for school?" Tyler groaned. He was 19, and it was his first month in college, and his mom still talked to him as if it was his first day of elementary school.

"Yes, mom," he said, rolling his eyes affectionately. "I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, packed my bag."

His mom patted his head. "Good. Then what're you waiting for? Get out of here," she started out serious, but ended up laughing.

"Yes Ma'am!" He saluted and left for school.

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Amy was a pretty girl with pink and blonde hair. She sometimes smiled at Tyler when she walked past him, but sadly they weren't friends.