c'mon c'mon, mikey snow

[thomas adrian fly]

Tommy still refused to leave his bedroom. Nate, Dean, Zoey, Jackson, Brady, and even Stella had attempted to get him to leave his bedroom. Instead, Tommy had invested in an xbox 360 and new video games, mostly being Halo. Jackson knew that Tommy had changed a lot. He pretended he was shooting his kidnappers when he played Halo. Tommy pretended that every enemy was one of the trio that had taken him to some random building, beat him up, and even had some girl rape him. His blinds were closed so that nobody could see in his room from the outside. His phone only accepted calls from contacts. He stayed locked up in his room and normally Jax was with him, but not today. The Madison parents wanted their son which left Tommy feeling very alone and very terrified, especially since his parents were gone too. They were just trying to continue on with life as normal and hoped their son would follow suit. So far, Tommy had not done so. He just stayed in bed, playing video games, listening to music, and chilling in sweats. His parents tried to get him to come downstairs and eat but they always relented and brought it up for him. He was scared. His room was his safety zone.

Thomas Adrian Fly was scared to be alone. He'd become more malicious on video games and he was entering a depressed state. He figured it was just from all the trauma but he didn't know how to handle it. Jackson kept him from hyperventilating on most occasions but now that Jackson wasn't here for a day, maybe two, what was he supposed to do? Nightmares would surely come and he'd be alone to deal with it. Jax had only held him for hours on end in the middle of the night, trying to soothe him. Nightmares plagued him. Any time he went back to the thought of his kidnappers, he went into a dazed state where he couldn't hear anything. Jackson had to shake him to get his attention back to the present. Tommy felt very insecure and he was pretty damn sure he was losing himself. The only person he'd talk about it with was Jackson and probably Mikey, but Mikey wasn't around as of late. It was fine. Not everybody could deal with his baggage that he had recently acquired... Or maybe Mikey was just busy. Either way, Tommy wasn't offended.

Tommy put his headphones in, listening to One Direction. That band made him feel a little better but he was still in a slightly panicked state. He turned Halo on and began shooting things while listening to One Direction. Every enemy was one of his kidnappers and he was a fearless bastard on this game. In fact, Tommy was pretty much at an expert level on this game and it worried all of Heaven's Seven that Tommy was even playing this game. Old Tommy never would have come near this game. Old Tommy wouldn't have been at an expert level on Halo. New Tommy, however, loved this game. He turned up the volume on his music and shot, and shot, and shot some more. He was unstoppable.

word count ;; 538 !
tagged ;; mikey edrick snow !
wearing ;; lazy clothes !
muse ;; one direction !
notes ;; he's still so insecure !

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[mikey edrick snow]

Mikey frowned as the odor of a horrible smell reached his nostrils, he made an over exaggerated gagging face as he turned away. His arms were stretched forward with his one year old sister in his arms, ”MOM, POOP ALERT!” he announced as he tried to hold his breath. His sister wasn’t potty-trained yet, the baby girl still had about another year to go before then. Even if he was her only and older brother, he still wasn’t man or stupid enough to start changing her diaper. He could hear his mother groan in the other room before coming into the living room to take little Lucy from him, ’you’re going to have to change her sooner or later,’ she said as she took lucy into her arms and headed towards the nursery. ”Like I always say…. I choose later!” he grinned and waved to her as she disappeared from viewing distance and threw himself back onto the couch comfortably, spongebob playing on the television before him.

”Mi mama es locaaaaa” he said to himself in his best Spanish ever, still under the impression that he can speak fluent Spanish whenever he felt like it. He felt his pocket vibrate and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, reading the text message. It was from Jax, one of Heaven’s Seven, ’Go keep Tommy company please. I can’t be there and he’ll probably need you. he misses you. cheer him up as best as you can. I’ll try to get back as soon as I can’. Mikey replied instantly, ’I’m on it icecream swirl head boy!, he replied and instantly hopped out of his seat. He was already dressed, straight legged jeans, a red and white striped tee, and his black and white clean chuck taylors on his feet. He placed his hands around his mouth so that when he spoke it came out louder, ”MOM, I’M GOING TO TOMMY’S…. HAVE FUN IN POOPSVILLE. DON’T MISS ME TOO MUCH” he said before heading out the door.

Mikey didn’t have a car, but Tommy didn’t live far either, so that was convenient. He loved living extremely close to his best friend; it meant that he could bug him whenever he wanted. It sucked because Tommy wasn’t the old Tommy anymore, in fact, he had been recently kidnapped which was heartbreaking for the entire group. Mikey had never experienced having someone he was so used to in his life being taken away from him so unexpectedly. When Tommy was taken, Mikey felt weird, he missed his cute little buddy and had even contributed the best way he could to raising money for the ransom. His family didn’t have money either and he didn’t really have prized possessions, so he sold anything he could really, hell, he even started randomly dancing on the street with an empty hat on the ground to see if he can get any money.

Tommy was back now though and Mikey was more than relieved, he hadn’t seen him as much as he wanted to, but he tried his best. He was glad that Jackson was around though, a lot more than he expected, but still. As long as Tommy felt safe and okay, Mikey would be okay with it. Mikey had to admit though; he missed his one on one best friend time. He loved Jackson but… ever since Tommy came back, Jax was around even more. He wasn’t sure if he should be jealous because Jax got all the tommy time or relieved that Tommy wasn’t panicking every five minutes because jax wasn’t around. Mikey was good at keeping distracted though, so he never showed when it did bother him. Plus, tommy’s well being was much more important than his own insecurities.

He was more than happy when Jax texted him though, it was like getting the green light to go get some alone time with his best bud. He missed Tommy so much and he could only hope that Tommy would be okay with him stopping by. He had a feeling that Tommy wouldn’t be aware of the fact that he was, since Jax had been the one to text him. He finally got to Tommy’s place and didn’t see the Fly parents’ vehicle in the driveway, which meant they weren’t home. He peaked into the living room window, but didn’t see Tommy or anyone around. He knocked but there was no answer so he walked along the house and went to where he knew the spare key was at, he had been best friends with Tommy long enough to know that piece of information.

He unlocked the door, put the key back and made his way inside, walking upstairs to Tommy’s bedroom. He opened the door and saw Tommy really into the game before him and raised a brow, since when did Tommy become such a gamer? He had never played with shooting games before, Tommy was always the peaceful type and he hated causing pain to others, even if it was for pretend. ”Tommy?” he said but no response was initiated, he then realized that Tommy had his earphones in his ear. Hell, even Mikey could hear the music from where he stood. He knew if he made a sudden movement he’d probably scare Tommy, but luckily the bedroom light was already on so it wouldn’t be too frightening. He walked a little towards the television in Tommy’s room and waved to get Tommy’s attention as he stood next to it. He motioned for Tommy to remove his head phones. He even did a little dance to get his attention, turning the cabbage patch into the gangham style dance.


WORDS: 946
TAGGED: tommy
NOTES: (:

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[thomas adrian fly]

Tommy wanted somebody here. Video games were holding his attention pretty well but they wouldn't last forever. His music would keep him calmer for the better half of the day but again, it wouldn't last forever. People were what made Tommy feel better, but only certain people, like his friends. Especially Mikey. He didn't see much of Mikey but that was both of their faults. Tommy hadn't bothered to text or call Mikey and demand his presence, and Mikey hadn't shown up. Tommy was too busy trying to keep his calm side up, his mask up for Jackson. He felt like he had to protect Jax from a lot of truths and he was going to keep it to himself and his new blog. Hopefully Jax never saw that shit. Surprisingly, Tommy wouldn't mind if Mikey saw it. Tommy knew that Mikey would be able to handle that information without falling apart like Jax would. Thomas Adrian Fly didn't want to see Jackson break apart more than he already had. So he kept most of what happened to himself.

He shot more people on Halo and suddenly saw his best friend wave in front of his TV and motion for Tommy to take his headphones out. Tommyboo half smiled at Mikey's little dance. He took his headphones out and immediately shut off his video game. "Hey Mikey. Missed having you around when Jax wasn't." Tommy couldn't be more excited to have Mikey around, because he knew Jax had to spend time with his own family, by himself, for a little while, and Mikey was the next best thing. He pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them. He wasn't going to get off his bed unless Mikey dragged him off, which wouldn't surprise Tommy in the least. Mikey had a habit of making Tommy do things that he didn't want to do... Without upsetting Tommy. It was quite the gift the other boy had. "What are you doing here? Not that it's a bad thing you're here. Just unexpected. Haven't seen you since I got back."

Tommy gave Mikey a real smile, which was rare these days. He was trying to be happy, and his rare smiles only came for Jackson. Now someone other than Jax had gotten one, and that was a big change. It was a big thing for Tommy, though he was trying not to make a big deal out of it... He just couldn't believe he was giving a real smile at all. He still had so much pain bottled up inside that he didn't think he'd be able to give anyone real smiles. Jackson just had a way of making him smile even when he didn't want to. Apparently, so did Mikey. Nobody else had that gift. "How's your little sister? How are you? We need to catch up, sir. I saw that picture of you in my hat on twitter. Thief. I was wondering where that had gone off to." He smiled. Why hadn't he called his bestest friend ever, sooner? Tommy realized now how much he needed the other boy.

word count ;; 521 !
tagged ;; mikey edrick snow !
wearing ;; lazy clothes !
muse ;; one direction !
notes ;; he's still so insecure !

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[mikey edrick snow]

Mikey had been worried about Tommy’s well being ever since the boy was returned to them, but Jackson was pretty good at keeping the group updated. Mikey didn’t want to scare Tommy either though; sometimes he just had way too much energy. He wasn’t exactly the best at being comforting and gentle, but you learned to live with it when it came to knowing him. It was about time though, this interaction was long overdue and Mikey knew it was partially his fault. But all that mattered was that he was there now and he was going to make the most of it and hopefully cheer his best bud up. When he realized he got Tommy’s attention he smiled widely at the acknowledgement, ”I know, right! I missed you too buddy boy. But fear no more, el mikey is here,” he grinned widely and headed towards Tommy’s bed. He wanted to hug Tommy, super duper tight too, but he heard Tommy was still healing and Mikey didn’t want to accidently hurt him.

He hopped onto Tommy’s bed, but kept his distance, bouncing lightly in place. ”oh ya know…. a little birdie with ice cream swirled lookin’ hair told me you could use some company so here I am,” he smiled and opened his arms as if he was presenting himself. He was glad to see Tommy smiling, he wasn’t sure what he was going to get out of Tommy today, but he was going to do his best to keep a smile on the boys face. If anyone could do it, it was probably Mikey, he was always talented in amusing people. ”I know, I fail. I should get the bad best friend award pronto…. “ he pouted but quickly smiled, ”but I’m here now and I’m going to make you happy, young sir. first things first though…. I’m not diggin’ this whole…. ‘let’s not hug mikey when I first see him’ thing you’re doing. So hug meh brotha,” he said moving over so that he was sitting next to Tommy and hugging him as gently as he could.

He released Tommy slowly but stayed close as he replayed tommy’s words in his head, hoping he got everything down. He wasn’t good at keeping his attention to clear, but he was doing his best for Tommy. ”Lucy es moy bueno. I’m trying to make her learn to say ‘supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’ but she’s just not getting’ it,” he shook his head as if he truly didn’t understand why she wouldn’t just say the word. ”I was practically singing that when I came out of my mom, I had a suit and everything”, he joked and laughed a little at his own words. ”I’m pretty good, the only thing missing in my life was you,” he smiled lightly, ”how are you holding up? You look better than the first day you got back, for sure” he nodded. He blushed and chuckled when Tommy mentioned the hat he took, ”hehe, it looks cuter on me,” he shrugged and smiled. ”Yo, question. Since when do you play shooting games?” he asked raising a brow.


WORDS: 520
TAGGED: tommy
NOTES: (:

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