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“There’s another robbery down sesame street,” Tommy informed through Tubbo’s earpiece, “On it,” Tubbo murmured through his mask, flying past rooftops to where a certain bank was located. “Didn’t this place just get robbed last week?” Tubbo asked, “Yeah, but them fuckers are at it again.” Tommy said.
“Stats on the inside?”
“There are two robbers, around five hostages, but none of them are hurt-” Tubbo let out a soft sigh of relief from that ”-one of them has a gun, but no powers, can't tell what the other dude has. He doesn’t have any weapons in him, so he must have some powers. The police should be there in around 20 minutes so let's make this quick.” Tommy finished, “Alright bossman, heading in now.” Tubbo replied from the coms, floating down to the ground bank floor.
Apparently, he wasn’t as silent as the thought, because the guy with no weapons turned around and shot some white substance at him through his mouth.
“I hope that’s not what I thought it was” Tubbo panicked, dogging the semi-clear white stuff. “Well of course it is! My venom is very distinctive!” Tubbo relaxed as he learned it was just venom -the other white stuff would’ve been way worse, he’s a minor for heaven’s sake- as he leaped towards the venom man, knocking him out with a single punch to the head.
Just as he does that, gunman decides to join the fun, shooting at Tubbo before Tubbo pulls the gun away from the man (which was surprisingly easy. The dude needs to work on his grasp) and punches his chest, causing the man to slam into the wall and pass out. Tommy winces from the other side of the coms from the power of the punch -poor man gonna be sore for days- “Okay, just tie them up, make sure the hostages are safe, and get out of there. We only have 8 more minutes ‘till the police come over.” Tommy says.
Tubbo grunts in response, going over to both men and tying their wrists together with some zip-lock ties before going over to the hostage, who seemed tense but slightly relaxed at the sight of Tubbo -or Beeman in the view of others(Tubbo still doesn't know why he’s called that)- before asking them if they’re okay. They all say yes whether that be verbally or by nodding their head, so Tubbo deems it safe to leave the place.
“We gotta call it quits for tonight Tubs, you have the interview tomorrow.” Tommy says, “Aww, but I was having fun,” Tubbo whined, “Too bad, you said you wanted this job so you have to come back home.”
The two bicker some more before Tubbo crawls through the window of their apartment, taking off his black vest, goggles, and the rest of his gear before changing into pajamas.
“You remember the plan?” Tommy asked, “For the last time yes, I remember the plan”, Tubbo sighs, “What’s your name then?” Tommy asks, sticking an eyebrow up to Tubbo.”Superman” He deadpans.”Tubbo-” Tommy whines, lengthening the ‘O’ in Tubbos name, ”Tobias Smith.” Tubbo sighs, “My workplace name is Tobias Smith.”
“Alright, Tobias, let's head to bed, you have a long day tomorrow.” Both boys grin.