Whoopee Cushion

Early this morning, T-top called me asking if I could come over to his cottage at the bar tonight. What I've heard from Yo Yo Ball seemed to be a bit of a quick escape for trespassing, so I had something to ask about with him.

I was soon at T-top's cottage, which was actually the brewery where he worked at. The manager stepped down and gave T-top the keys to the brewery after the rest of the bartenders all died from a fight.
Which explained why the blue man's crib had seemed like it had seen better days.
Anyways, I was looking through the cupboards. Not much. Yo yo Ball had brought a window to replace the broken one T-top has, but he denied needing a repairment.
Knowing T-top, he grew up with 8 siblings. He wasn't the oldest or middle child, but he was the 7th sibling.
I found a picture of T-top, his two moms and his siblings.
One of them nearly surprised me, immediately making me forget how he, Nacho, her GF and the OCs almost got caught trespassing yesterday.

"WHOOPEE CUSHION!!!"
I looked at T-top.
"You uh found the chips?"
"Uh... no." I said, making my way to T-top as I sat down next to his fat stash of cash.
"Say Yo Yo Ball, where's Rocky?" I asked Yo Yo Ball.
"Oh uh, said he had to do a thing." he said.
"Okay." I said. "Hey uh The Type Of Pen," "what is it lad?" T-top asked. "Is one of your older sisters... Musical Instrument? Like THE FAMOUS
MUSICAL INSTRUMENT!?" I asked. T-top sighed, and took some chips. "Yeah. Before Yo Yo Ball, she was the least hard on me. Back when I was born, everyone hated me for no reason. I wasn't sure why, or what I did. But they just plain hated me. M.I hated me too, but she wasn't that bad. It was almost like... she felt bad for me. I don't know lad." T-top took a sip of his root beer. "She got me into violin, and was the first person I ever told I was Pan. I had two LGBT sisters and lesbians for moms- yet M.I was the only one who didn't have a problem with me being pan." Me and YYB were both quiet. "Damn, that must've been tough." I said. "Heh. If you thought the abuse I had from everyone was tough, you should've seen how one of my older brothers told my previous school I was pan. I was tortured and discriminated. Fuck, even the GSA kids made me become an outcast." "Wh- WHAT THE-" Before Yo Yo Ball could finish that sentence, T-top stopped him. "And then..."

flashback

Musical Instrument's POV

I was packing my stuff to go to college.
All my brothers are total pains. Just your average stereotypical brothers. The brother I hate the most then comes into my room.
"Hey Musical Instrument, where are you going?"
T-top asks.
I take a deep breath.
"I'm going to college and you'll never see me again." I said.
I could see tears in his eyes.
"Y-you'll still call and text r-right?" he asks.
I roll my eyes and smile.
"Yeah, I will my cute and adorable little sister." I then hug the young kid. "You still have my skirt? The one from when you first told me you were pan and I made you wear it?" T-top nodded. "I want you to treasure it. Something important to remember me by." I said to T-top.
T-top smiled a little bit.
"I will lad."
We hug.

Whoopee Cushion

"That was the last time we hugged. I never saw her again." T-top had tears in his eyes, as he looked like he was crying. He took a sip from his drink. "That was the first time one of my siblings was ever nice to me. And that was when I was 4! The next few years were tough. The bullying got worse, the fam treated me like shit and everyone saw me as garbage!!!! AND WHATS WORSE OF ALL WAS THAT MY FUCKING SISTER LIED TO ME!!!! THE ONE PERSON WHO SHINED HOPE ON ME NEVER KEPT IN TOUCH WITH ME EVER AGAIN AND ON OUR LAST MOMENT TOGETHER, SHE DECIDES TO LIE STRAIGHT TO MY FACE!!!! SHES ON THE DAM NEWS, LISTENING AND SINGING TO MUSIC AND ALWAYS WITH HER FRIENDS!!!!! SHE HAS A GOOD LIFE AND EVEN MENTIONED HOW WE ALL TREATED HER LIKE TROLLS!!! NOT EVERYONE HATED HER!!! WHAT ABOUT ME!!??! EVERYONE HATED ME!!!! Well you know what! I packed my stuff and ran away. They all thought I was joking, but I did leave. I snuck into a flight and flew here. I was even on the news. Well I was no longer going to that horrible place I call home ever again!"
I hugged T-top as he cried. "Well fuck those people!" Yo Yo Ball said. "Yeah!" I cried. "Who needs those douche bags when everyone here loves you!" I said.
T-top held back his tears and smiled. "Heh, thanks guys. For everything!!! Like yeah, you guys all appreciated me and treated me with respect! That's all I've ever wanted!! Plus, my family was a popular family and I can't name one person other than Douche-Ical Bitch-strument that achieved something. And even if they did, fuck them, I don't give a shit!" With that T-top banged his fist on the wall and letted out a holler.

"YAHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" The 12 year old screamed.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Heh."

1/29/2023