Novel & Cerita Tubbo X Tommy

"He is a credit to you and your Luna." "Timon - Pumbaa", Damien snapped, frustrated, waving between himself and Tommy, who stood beside Ab's, "Great, now we are all introduced. Can we get this show on the road?" "Why do I have to be the warthog?" Tommy grumbled, trying yet again to defuse Damiens's anger. "I mean- if the t-shirt fits..." Damien smirked sarcastically, raising a brow at Tommy; relief spread through me, knowing Tommy's wit had the desired effect. Damien seemed to have cooled down a few degrees.

Isaac had the chauffeur help open the crate, cutting the rope around it. Inside stood a seven-foot Bumblebee. "Wow!" Tommy exclaimed in awe, and happily hugged one of the legs. "It's so huge!" Standing nearby, Isaac asked, "Are you happy?" Tommy nodded, and Isaac pointed at the compartment behind which could fit a person, along with control sticks to move it. "You can sit in here," he said. "So cool!" Tommy gasped, already forgetting the unpleasantness before as he happily moved the Bumblebee around the courtyard.

Platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, and features that were unmistakably Jax even at that young age. My hands started shaking as I stared at the photo. This was impossible. Tommy had never mentioned knowing anyone from a motorcycle club when he was a child. He didn't get involved with that world until he was older and started using drugs. But this photo proved otherwise. Tommy and Jax had known each other as children, which meant Tommy's connection to the Steel Vultures went back years before I ever knew about it.

Pero ngayon ay umiiwas na siya. "Paano mo nga pala nalaman na mahilig ako sa minatamis na saging?" pagbubukas ng lalaki sa usapan. "Nabanggit lang ni Ate Toyang," simpleng sagot niya at tumahimik ulit. "Bili muna tayo ng softdrinks." Inihinto ng lalaki ang sasakyan sa labas ng convenience store. Bumaba na rin siya at sinamahan ito sa loob. Pagkatapos kunin ang sadya, pumila na sila sa counter.

"Why? Are you the president or what? "No. I'm one who commands wealth and respect in all parts of the world. I'm Jayden James Bruno. Got it" Tommy tittered. "Chill bro. I didn't mean any harm. I made a mistake. I had bumped into her and dropped my glass of wine on her outfit. I was just trying to help her clean up, that's all" "Get lost" "What? Jayden shot a death stare. "Get, lost! "Yes. I'm out. Geez, so possessive" Tommy said storming out.

“Yeah, the ole ‘you just loosened it for me’ line. Right. Anyway, I owe you a beer tonight at the fair. You going?” Tommy nodded, smiling. “Yeah, Sandy and me will be there. She loves the fair.” He nodded toward the front. “Gotta get back to the aluminum and copper scales. See you later?” Bobby attacked the snow-blower with renewed enthusiasm, nodding. “Yeah. Thanks again, man. Saved me some serious grunting on this piece of shit.” Tommy waved again, still looking embarrassed. “Nothing to it. Glad to help. See you.”

Not even sparing a glance at Charlie who at this point is visibly sulking in his corner. Tommy gives me a shy and charming smile while looking down on me. He is really tall. “Oh, I didn’t actually get to speak with everyone there yesterday.” “I know. I saw what happened with Austin. It’s chill, just wanted to let you know there are good guys here. Austin may be a jerk sometimes, but it’s all good.” He inserts his hands in his pockets. “Thanks, Tommy.” I smile back, albeit a little reserved, he’s quite adorable for such a big guy but he’s still a stranger to me.

A young man stands beside the bench, wearing a janitor’s uniform and holding a trash picker, about my age with kind eyes and a nervous smile. “Every day until someone listens to me.” “They won’t,” he says quietly, glancing toward the lobby. “Listen, I mean. The people who matter don’t come down here. They’ve got their own entrance, their own elevator. Half of them probably don’t even know this lobby exists.” “I figured.” I study him. “What’s your name?” “Tommy.” “Tommy, can I ask you something?” I keep my voice casual. “That elevator over there, the one with the keycard, where does it go?”

He spits. Classy. “Tommy,” Rowan says and I see the wolf jerk in surprise at that. “What?” I ask, turning to her. “His name is Tommy,” she repeats. “He is the usual buffed up, dumb brute. More brawn, less brain. Lives by every word that comes out of Dominic's mouth and breathes by the air that comes from his ass and is unnecessarily cruel. You can't break him. To him, Dominic is the beginning and the end. Which is good,” she finishes.

Allen Peterson stepped forward and frowned. Tommy sneered: "Do what? Hum! Allen Peterson, Ava Smith-, you two are really good! But then you can't laugh. During this trade fair, you absolutely got nothing! The big man is ready to clean you up!" With the last sentence, Tommy hummed cold and turned away. Tommy's words made Ava Smith- tremble all over, big shot? The big man , what a big man it must be! Tommy is also a famous figure in Donghai City. After all, he can join the Donghai Chamber of Commerce.