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“Guys, I have something important I need to tell you.”
Tubbo looked up from working on a speaker that has fallen victim to his latest project. “What’s up boss man?”
Pushing his goggles into his hair, he pushed himself away from his work table rolling away while the chair span in a circle. Ranboo, who was helping (read: babysitting) with Tubbo’s project, quickly
grabbed the rolling chair and unceremoniously dumped Tubbo off and claimed it as his own.
“What the fuck Ranboo?! I was using that chair!”
“For the past hour!” Ranboo retaliated while escaping with the chair, “I’ve been standing while you’ve been dissected that poor speaker!”
“There’s literally a stool right there why haven’t you used it,” Tubbo said half annoyed trying to grab the legs of the chair while on the floor. Ranboo stared at the stool in the corner of the room with such hatred in his eyes as his face contorts in disgust. “Never.”
Tubbo rolled his eyes, ”Then stop complaining then.” He got up from the floor and faced Tommy who leaned against the worktable in slight amusement.
“Anyways, what were you saying before I was rudely interrupted?” He stared daggers at Ranboo who started spinning the chair innocently.
“Right, umm see I may -or may not have a uhh-enhancement.” Tommy looked nervously at the two for their reactions. Which said reactions were immediate.
“What.”
“No way!”
They shouted at the same time. Tubbo jumped up from where he was laying and Ranboo's mouth gaped. Then they proceeded to stare at him as if he would say ‘just kidding’ and go back to reading his book.
“Jeez thanks for the support, it’s not like I’ve totally been nervous about telling anyone and I haven’t even told my family yet,” the blonde ranted before being interrupted by Tubbo.
“Wait, we’re the first to know? Why haven’t you told anyone yet? Don’t enhancements cause issues if not diagnosed early?” He began to check Tommy for any differences, any subtle changes that an enhancement could cause. Tommy, annoyed, not so subtly pushed Tubbo away from him. Tubbo stumbled and looked at him with a concerned expression.
Tommy sighed and put his hand to his hair. “Look, Tubbo, I’m fine. I think. But that’s not the point. No, wait that makes me sound bad. It’s not hurting me at the moment. That I’m aware of. Oh, Prime.”
Ranboo interrupted his panicking by asking, “Tommy! Is the Enhancement Primary or Secondary?”
Tommy looked at him in concentration for a moment before responding “It’s Secondary. For sure.“ The boys all let out a breath they didn’t realize they were holding.
Enhancements come in two forms. Primary and Secondary. Primary Enhancements are usually stronger physically are can change the way one looks or a physical attribute. Secondary Enhancements are
more weaker, usually can’t be seen, and are just simpler powers that annoy more than help in most cases. Usually, you can sign up for some power dampeners to lessen or get rid of it, depending on
how strong it is. Most people don’t have Enhancements seeing how it’s a random chance and genetics from a parent with one only helps slightly. Usually, they fully show up between ages 13-20, or else
the gene stays dormant inside your DNA for the rest of your life. Some have tried activating it with experiments, but it never went well. Secondary Enhancements are most common, but Primary isn't rare either.
However, people with Primary enhancements usually have jobs working for the military or police and such. This is why most agree Secondary powers can be better in a sense.
The bench trio, as they like to call themselves, sit on their bench located in their tree house. It was a tree that Tommy had climbed one day in a park to watch the sunset. The next day, he brought
Tubbo to watch it, and then Ranboo, and soon they had claimed the tree as their own. Building a tree house was worth it, since they could now sit comfortably on the tree to watch the sunset. The
people who have seen the bizarre sight dubbed them the Bench Tree-O. And the name stuck. So they slowly started adding things to the tree house every day to claim it. From a swing, to a
telescope, and some sleeping areas. It was all theirs.
As they watched the fading sun dip into the night, the peaceful moment was interrupted by the half taken apart speaker began to make some unholy noises from the table in the room.
“WHAT THE FUCK TUBBO TURN THAT THING OFF THAT IS FUCKING TERRIFYING.”
Tubbo proceeded to smash the speaker with his shoe while Ranboo tried not to fall off the tree from laughter.
“That’s not funny Boob boy, it ruined the moment.” Tubbo finished destroying the speaker and signals them inside.
“Don’t worry it’s safe now! Besides we can’t start the sleepover if you fall off the balcony again.” Ranboo calmed down enough to say, “That was one time. And that’s because there was nothing on the balcony to stop me from falling.”
Tommy rolls his eyes, ” I didn’t want some rail disturbing the view of the sunset. it’s not a saftey hazard, it’s survival of the fittest.”
He lightly pushes Ranboo near the edge and runs toward the doorframe leading inside. “THATS NOT HOW SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST WORKS, TOMMY.”
Ranboo stumbled after him before the both being tackled by Tubbo onto a bean bag. “Your right, cause if it did I would be at the top of the food chain.”
Tommy laughed, ”As you should, King.”
The boys pulled each other down when trying to get up and kept knocking each other over. Luckily the room had pillows and beanbags prepared for rough play.
“So Tommy,” Ranboo began for the 3rd time already in his business tone, ”Do you mind telling us what your Enhancement is already? Stop ignoring the questions. You can’t just tell us you have one and not expect us to be curious.”
“Yah, boss man tell us pleeaase?” Tubbo chimed in. He gave him the puppy eyes for good measure.
Tommy sighs, “it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, it’s just I don’t know how to explain it to you. I’m worried I might make it seem worse than it is. That’s partly why I haven’t told anyone yet.”
“Dude, Just speak clearly and compare it to things, like a simile,” Tubbo said.
“Tubbo, you are literally dyslexic, how the fuck do you even know that term,” Tommy replied.
“Its called school! Shut up and answer the question already, procrastinating bitch.” Tubbo said annoyed and threw a pillow at Tommy.
“Okay! Okay! Fine I’ll try, but if your confused that’s not my problem.” Ranboo grabbed a bag of popcorn from the table and went into his sleeping bag. “Mmm bedtime story. Fun.”
Tommy looked at the two before beginning his explanation. “Do you guys believe in alternate realities?”