Nine

In a split-second tommy was chasing after me, but I had gotten on the board and started to frantically paddle away.

“No you can’t just leave me in the dust!” he winced.

“technically you’re in water” I pointed out, snickering as I got farther away.

“no! please! Molly!” he splashed in the water.

“I think your baby-raging” I laughed.

“I AM NOT BABY-RAGING” he yelled loud enough to hear everybody else at shore burst into laughter.

I put my hands on my hips and cocked my head, “are you sure ‘bout that?”

“YES”

“k fine.” I pushed the board towards him and helped him get up.

“thank you” he said slyly. I gave him a suspicious look, but he grinned and picked me up wedding bride style.

“I swear to god Thomas I will call your mother”

“not motherinnit” Tubbo was at a board near us.

“oh yes. Motherinnit will be called.” I stared into his eyes that were like the color of the ocean.

“fine. Only because you love me.” He said putting me down on the board.

“you wish” I laughed as we paddled to the shore.

We hung out on the beach for a couple hours before deciding we were going out for dinner. Dream said he found a cool place where they had people throwing fire, and it didn’t take a lot of convincing for the boys to go.

when we got upstairs to change, Niki had the great idea to dress up extremely nice, so we throw off the boys, (who were wearing their normal outfits)

when she stepped out of the bathroom after showering and changing, she was wearing a strapless flowy yellow dress that went down to her knees, it had tiny ditsy flowers and bunched up at her waist.

“Oh my gosh Niki your gorgeous.” We jammed out to tunes as I applied makeup to her.

“ok you go and change now” she ushered me into the bathroom. My dress was around the same length as Niki’s but was a baby blue and had a mesh outer layer sprinkled with mini daisy’s, so it puffed out a little. The sleeves were also mesh and dotted with the flower. Niki loved my dress just as much as I loved hers.

“oh Tommy’s gonna love that” she giggled.

“shut up, were not even a thing” I said blushing as tied my hair half up with a white ribbon. She gave a doubtful hum as we finished our makeup.

As we were running down the stairs, tubbo was going up,

“woah your dress’s are so pretty” he said as he started playing with my mesh sleeves.

“thanks!” I gleamed.

Everyone else was waiting at the door on their phones when we came down.

“m’lady” Wilbur held out his arm so Niki could put her hand in the crook of his elbow, then they both moved around the living room properly like a king and queen before bursting into a fit of giggles.

“c’mon idiots we have reservations” George said waving the keys to the car in the air.

“you look nice” Tommy said blushing as we walked out to the car. I looked back behind us and Wilbur and Niki were giving their best wingman and wing woman thumbs up, while squealing like middle school girls.

On the way to the restaurant, we screamed the lyrics to Hamilton so loud that the people walking on the sidewalk gave us looks.

***----time skip to after diner woooo-***

The food and fire show were amazing, I had an amazing picture of tubbo looking up at the dancers and the flames reflected in his eyes. We called him “Arson Tubbo” for the rest of the night. When we got out of the car back at the Airbnb, it was dusk. Nick went to go lite a bonfire on the beach, and Wilbur brought out his guitar. Me and Niki got the marshmallows out and we had to stop Clay from eating the entire bag before we even got to roasting them, but when George pulled out biscuits instead of graham crackers, the Americans were past confused***. (don’t attack me on this bit I did minimum research so sorry if I get something wrong, but apparently British people use biscuits instead of graham crackers for smores idk)***

“what are you on about” Toby said stuffing his face with the marshmallow.

“you are supposed to use graham crackers!” Sapnap said inspecting the biscuits.

“screw America, lemme see” Wilbur handed me a two biscuits with a marshmallow and chocolate in-between them.

“it’s about time the British rub off on you” tommy said snickering. Everybody watched as I tentatively take a bite out of the British substitute.

“it’s weird, but not horrible” Everyone bursts into cheers as i finish it off, and surprisingly ask for more. Wilbur starts playing tune, and Niki is humming along. I used to sing, but ya know girl is ✨insecure✨ I start to mumble the words under my breath as I stare into the crackling embers.

“you sing Ollie?” Wilbur’s face beams up against the fire.

“eh, well I used to but not anymore. It was kinda just a hobby-“

“go on about how you don’t wanna sing, but your gonna do it anyway” Tommy nudges my shoulder. Wilbur starts the tune of one of my favorites. La Jolla.

***a/n: we love some good peer pressure am I right.***

***You know it takes a lot to move me,***

I look around at everyone staring and my face heats up, so is stare back down at the fire.

***So if you figure it out, tell me.***

***I trace pictures on your smile lines***

***Work a formula to kill me.***

I look up again and tommy rest’s his head in my lap, I smile and play with his hair.

***And I’m lonely, there i said it.***

***nine million people***

***I always seem to add them up.***

I finish the song, and everybody is quiet.

“that was beautiful ollie” Tubbo says, finishing his smore.

“call me when you wanna produce an album together” Wilbur’s face lights up and he chuckles."

“oh, sure I will” I say sarcastically.

“no, I'm serious, you’ve got talent”

“oh- thanks” I blush and continue stroking patterns in tommy’s hair until I see his eyes flutter and close.