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Really short thing for the creature Tommy au that still needs a name!!

This is just a funny scenario that I couldn’t get out of my head, and it’s way shorter than what I usually write, but i really wanted to lol

This takes place way further in the au, where Tommy and Wilbur are basically family and Tommy actually cares what Wil thinks and doesn’t want to disappoint him.

anyway, tw: blood, violence, weapon use, mentioned gore and somewhat disturbing content (istg it’s all for shits and giggles it’s not as bad as it sounds)

The second that Wilbur had entered the alleyway, he knew. He had one thought, as he felt someone’s eyes on him, as he felt a hand on his shoulder that pushed him into a wall, as a man put a knife to his neck and pulled a napping Tommy out of his pocket;

This wasn’t going to end well.

“Look, we can talk about this, don’t do anything drastic-“ Wil tried to say.

“There’s nothin to talk about, bud. You made your own mistake bringin your little pet out here, you know how hard it is to catch one of these fuckers? ‘Sides, i know a couple of people who’d love to get their hands on one.” he said, jostling the sleeping “borrower” in his hand to prove some point of power in the situation.

Wil groaned in frustration. He knew the man was trying to intimidate him, but all he was doing was telling Wil stuff he already assumed. “I get it, you’re gonna sell him or some shit, you absolute asswipe of a man. But you don’t want that one, i swear to god, if you’d just give him back-“

“You wanna die pretty boy, cause that where this is goi-“ “Do you wanna die?!” Wilbur shouted, pushing the knife away from his throat. “Cause I genuinely cannot promise your safety if he wakes up, i’m not fucking kidding.”

“Oh yeah, what he gonna do, huh?” he said, closing a fist around Tommy as he shook him more violently and pressed the knife closer to Wil’s throat. Wil watched as Tommy’s eyes began to flutter awake and he raised his hands in surrender to the burglar. Tommy looked around to where he was, looking up at the burglar and then looking back to Wil. Wil, with his hands still up, nodded slowly to the boy, who smiled a sharp, toothy grin as large sideways canines began to form out from under upturned lips.

Wilbur made eye contact with the thief, who was now beginning to notice Tommy’s rapidly shifting form. “Don’t say i never warned you.”

…….

Wil pulled his hood higher above his head, further concealing the now inconspicuous “borrower” (well kinda inconspicuous; he was absolutely drenched in blood) on his shoulder as they made their way out of the now somewhat distant alley, listening to the screaming and sirens echoing from the background.

“Ok, I know I gave you the go ahead, but did you really need to take off all of his fingers??” “Did he really need to be such a bitch? And did you really need to call an ambulance for him?? Shoulda let the fucker get infected and rot there.” Tommy responded as he glared at Wilbur for a minute before going back to gleefully licking more blood off his fingers.

Wilbur tucked his head lower as the aforementioned ambulance sped past them. He felt a little bad for the guy, honestly. He’d heard somewhere that if a finger got cut off, you could reattach it quickly after the accident. This guy…wouldn’t be getting that option.

Well, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about feeding Tommy tonight.

Wil lifted a finger to mess up Tommy’s hair, the creature letting out an offended squeal as Wilbur laughed. “You’re like a feral cat, y’know that right?” Tommy gasped smack at whatever part of Wil’s face he could reach. “Fuck you! I’m so much more sophisticated than a cat! How dare you compare me to something so much less charismatic and charming and handsome than I am! And did you see what I did back there! No fuckin cat coulda done that! He was screaming like a little bitch before I even got to his fingers…“ Tommy ranted as Wilbur (admittedly half) listened to his rambles.

Tommy had probably corrupted some of his morals at this point, he’d be a fool not to realize that. What feels like a lifetime ago, before Tommy, he would never have just let some lab escaped creature rip a man up like that. But as it stood now, no one was gonna touch his family, and he’d be ok with a little bloodshed to keep his feral cat of a brother/son safe.

“and, c’mon, it wasn’t even that much blood loss-“ “I’m glad you’re ok, Toms.” Wil interrupted, glancing down at the boy to see he’d gone silent without a fight for once. He pretended not to see the way Tommy flustered as he turned away. Wil looked up, content to spend the rest of the walk on silence, until-

“…I’m glad you’re ok, too.” Tommy mumbled, still looking away from Wil. “I probably wouldn’t have gone as hard on him if he hadn’t been threatening you. I don’t know what if do without you, Wilby.” Wil ignored the tears forming in his eyes at the rare display of emotion, even if Tommy still wouldn’t look him in the eye. He was so, so proud of his progress. However, he didn’t want to embarrass him, so taunting it would be.

“Aw, did you just call me Wilby?” Wilbur cooed, causing Tommy to let out an offended squack as he yanked on Wil’s hair. “No! Fuck you, I take it all back, go to hell you fuckin wanker I hope you die!!” Tommy screamed as Wilbur laughed. “Don’t worry, Toms, it’s ok, it’s a cute nickname.” Wil responded through laughter as Tommy continued to shout obscenities at him.

Wilbur looked around and, after confirming that there were no other muggers nearby, took the screaming borrower from his shoulder and gently culled him to his chest. “Stop screaming for a minute and try and get some rest, Tom, it’s getting late. Plus I know how tired you get when you’re full. We’re still a ways away from home, but you can yell at me when we get there if you’re still up for it.” Tommy mumbled some excuse to not sleep but ended up dozing off soon anyway, which Wil wasn’t surprised about. He knew he was right about Tommy selling after eating, and he knew for a fact that Tommy slept better while listening to his heart beat, which is why the boy slept on his chest curled up like a cat every night.

Wil wondered when his life began to revolve so much around this strange little creature that he had found. When had he made his own life more difficult with this, when had he started prioritizing this monster over himself.

He looked down at the sleeping child in his hands and and smiled, feelings of joy and love that he hadn’t felt in a long time filling his chest.

Maybe he didn’t mind too much after all.

#i’ll edit it later #i wrote this in like an hour so i’ll add like bolds and italics later cause i want to #but i’m also tired rn #anyway #i love crimeboys #and crimeboys dialogue if you couldn’t tell #needed something to get my mind off the Las Nevadas finale trailer #i have a frankly ridiculous attachment to the Las Nevadas lore and I’m not ready for it to end #Quackity’s gonna make it sad and IM NOT READY #i hope he doesn’t just #like #leave the server forever after that but i digress #PLEASE IF HIS LORE IS ENDING CAN HE AT LEAST BE A PART OF SAPNAPS AND KARLS #i don’t think he understands how badly i need karlnapity to make up and live happily ever after #IF I DONT GET IT I WILL SOB #i will be INCONSOLABLE #anyway back to g/t and normal shit #fuckin skrunkly #i love he #i love them #that’s all <3 #cyncerity #mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #i swear i’ll name it eventually #cynwrites #tell me what tw tags to add if this needs any cause idk #creature tommy au

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