dsmp(boys)

*Pierce tilts his head a little bit due to confusion and curiosity* Pierce: We’re friends?

tommy: of course we are! who else would i tease and annoy all the time? *he smiles, but he's also a little bit hurt by your lack of recognition*

Pierce: Tubbo.

tommy and tubbo: *fighting with eachother* everyone not in the treehouse: *on the ground doing their stuff* you: *needing to sneeze*

*sneezes cutely and looks around, hoping no one heard*

tommy and tubbo: *still fighting, not noticing* wilbur: *notices and runs over* awwww! did someone sneeze?

tommy: awww are you cold? *he puts his jacket on you and it fits perfectly* tommy: there you go little prince.

tommy and tubbo: *fighting with eachother* everyone not in the treehouse: *on the ground doing their stuff* you: *needing to sneeze*

*I look out the treehouse window*

tubbo: HEY YOU LITTLE BEE! GET DOWN HERE! YOU LITTLE SHIT HEAD! tommy: NO! YOU COME UP HERE YOU LITTLE-