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Tommy POV:

"Hey guys"

Ranboo and tubbo stayed silent. Omg I'm not gonna get anywhere with these two.

"Guys look. This is important to me so how about you stop being pussys and tell me what musical shit you can do alright??"

"PFFFT- OKAY TOMMY."- ranboo

Damn ranboo isn't as bad as the rest of the dream team? I really thought he would care.

"Yea I can play bass, electric and acoustic guitar" - ranboo

"POG CHAMP! Okay I can do drums! Tubbo how about you?"

"I play piano... ɪ ᴀʟsᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ sɪɴɢ" - tubbo

"Sorry what was that" - Tommy

"𝗶 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴" - tubbo

"Can you speak up a bit?"

"I LIKE TO SING!"

"Jesus tubbo no need to raise your voice" - Tommy

"Oh fuck of Tommy" - tubbo and ranboo

They all started cackling and dying of laughter.

Tommy felt like maybe this group wasn't bad and they seem like nice people.

"Guys we need to come up with a song"

No ones POV:

After lots of brainstorming they came up with the songs they want to do for stages 1, 2 and 3

Stage 1: you're gonna go far kid
Stage 2: smells like teen spirit
Stage 3: teenage dirtbag

They agreed they would think about stage 4 when it comes to it and they hadn't been told about stage 5 yet.

They immediately starting practicing and it felt like everything clicked. As though these three people were meant to start a band together. Tubbo was excited to finally get to sing instead of playing the piano, Tommy was thrilled to get to start a band and make music and ranboo was happy to do anything expect talking about hot chicks and football.

"Hey kids! I'm here to check on how we are doing" - Mr Soot

"Yea wil we are doing good!" - Tommy

"You call Mr soot by his first name??" - ranboo

"Yea me and wil are best mates, ain't that right buddy" - Tommy

"Fuck off" Mr soot said whilst flipping Tommy off

The first stage was in 2 weeks! And they hadn't come up with a name. They kept thinking for hours and hours and nothing came up.

It was around sunset, tommy, tubbo and ranboo were all at a park trying to think of a name for their band.

"How about... love joy" - tubbo

"Fuck no what kind of name is lovejoy??? Think of something better" - tommy

They all sat on a bench. The three really did make a connection since the first time they met and it was obvious. Constant jokes and laughter could be heard when they were all grouped together. But the moment the sunset and the sky colors went from blue to purple and pink hues. Everyone shut up. It was peaceful.

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