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4 times TommyInnit is Russian +1 time 4 people understand him

Summary:

Business Bay is in Russia, so this is just TommyInnit speaking Russian to SMP members, and having a Russian accent

 

(This is my first work, tell me how bad i am)

This story is based off of Art_propped, they make amazing stories, and this is based off of one of their prompts

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Art_propped/pseuds/Art_propped

Chapter 1: 4 Times Tommy isn't understood

Chapter Text

1 - Quackity

Tommy was standing in the doorway of his dirt hut, thinking about his friends from SMPEarth. He missed when they all yelled at each other in their first language.

 

“Hey Tommy!” A voice called from behind him

 

Tommy recognized the voice as Quackity

 

“Привет, Большой Кью”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“Oh sorry. I said ‘Hey Big Q’”

 

Tommy was internally cringing that he accidentally spoke Russian instead of English. 

 

Quackity was trying to process what language Tommy just spoke.

 

“Was that Russian?!” Quackity demanded.

 

“Yes…? I mean I would hope, considering I have a Russian accent, and that I’m literally from Russia” 

 

“Wait, can you say something in Russian?”

 

“Однажды утром я застрелил слона в пижаме; как он попал в мою пижаму, я никогда не узнаю.” (One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas; how it got into my pajamas, I will never know.)

 

“That sounded so cool!

 

Tommy just shook his head in fake disappointment. He knew his friends would be interested once they knew he spoke Russian. He had been on this server for how many god damn years, and he now messed up.

 

2 - Tubbo

 

Tommy and Tubbo were having an argument about where Tommy was going to live.

 

“I’M DOING JUST FINE IN L’MANBURG, I DON'T NEED TO LIVE WITH YOU GUYS!” Tommy yelled, trying to come up with a legitimate argument.  

 

“TOMMY, YOU CAN'T JUST LIVE ALONE, YOU HAVE BEEN, AND LOOK 

HOW THAT TURNED OUT!” Tubbo spat, not thinking about the consequences.  

 

“ТЫ ПОНИМАЕШЬ, ЧТО Я ИМЕЮ В ВИДУ?! Я БЫ ПРЕДПОЧЕЛ ПОБЫТЬ ОДИН!” 

 

Tubbo immediately knew what language Tommy just yelled at him in, truly listening to his friend, realizing how thick his accent was when he spoke English.

 

“Tommy, tell me what you said. But in English”

 

“What if I don't want to!?”

 

“Tommy. Tell me. NOW” Tubbo said, getting increasingly more threatening.

 

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN?! I'D RATHER BE ALONE!” Tommy repeated, starting to yell again.

 

Tubbo was shocked. He thought Tommy was just being stubborn, not wanting to accept that he shouldn’t live alone. But Tommy was very firm that he wanted to live alone, and Tubbo wanted to find out why.

 

“Why Tommy? Why would you rather be alone. Tell me.” 

 

“Tubbo, I don't need to tell you.”

 

“Thomas. Tell me. Now.” Tubbo demanded. 

 

“What if I don't want to live with anyone? What if I just want to be alone, not always with someone? Hmm? Did you think of that?” Tommy spat. 

 

 

 

3 - Dream Team

 

“Hello Tommy!” Called Dream, as Tommy joined the server for the first time.

 

“ребята, вы говорите по-русски?” (Do you guys speak Russian?)

 

Tommy saw all 3 men look very confused, with Dream cocking his head to the side to show his confusion.

 

Tommy is walking up to the three, audibly clears his throat before starting:

“Sorry about that, I just wanted to see if you guys spoke Russian.”

 

Dream, Sapnap, and George barely understood the teen through his very visible, thick Russian accent. 

 

“No it's ok, we only speak English though. I hope thats ok,” George replied, after taking a few minutes to think over what Tommy said, trying to figure out what he said.

 

“Its alright, good thing I learned English then.”

 

“Is there anywhere I can build a house around here?” Tommy asked, after clearing his throat, again.

 

Dream took Tommy by the hand and showed him to the Greater Dream SMP, eager to move on from the mainly awkward conversation they were having. 

 

Once the two left, George and Sapnap let out the breath they were holding, ever since they realized they would have difficulty understanding Tommy.

 

 

4 - Ranboo

 

“⏁⍜⋔⋔⊬” (Tommy) Ranboo stated, walking up to Tommy. 

 

“Ранбу” (Ranboo) Tommy replied, looking at Ranboo.

 

Ranboo was feeling goofy and random, and they had nothing better to do, so they decided to just say random things to Tommy in Ender, seeing if Tommy could understand them.

 

“⌇⊑⏃☍⟒ ⊑⏃⋏⎅⌇ ⍙⟟⏁⊑ ⏁⊑⟟⌇ ⎎⍀⟟⟒⋏⎅⌰⊬ ☊⊑⟟⌰⎅. ⏁⊑⟒ ⎎⏃⋏ ⍙⊑⟟⍀⌰⟒⎅ ⟟⏁⌇ ⍀⍜⎍⋏⎅ ⏚⌰⏃⎅⟒⌇ ⌇⍜⎎⏁⌰⊬.” (Shake hands with this friendly child. The fan whirled its round blades softly.) 

 

“Пожмите руку этому дружелюбному ребенку. Вентилятор мягко вращал своими круглыми лопастями.” (Shake hands with this friendly child. The fan whirled its round blades softly.) Tommy repeated, not fully knowing what Ranboo was scheming.

 

Ranboo was not sure what they were trying to accomplish, since they knew they didn’t know the language Tommy was speaking. 

 

“What language are you speaking?” Ranboo asked, trying to be polite.

 

“It's called Russian, or in Russian, it’s called Русский.” Tommy said, staring up at Ranboo’s stupidly tall build. 

 

“Where did you learn it?”

 

“You think you’re from the End, right? Thats how you learned Ender?” 

 

“I believe so, yes.”

 

“I’m from Russia, so I just grew up speaking it. English is actually my second language, and I learned Ender from my brothers.

 

“Could you tell me about your brothers? I’ve never heard you talk about them.”

 

“Yes! Ill tell you about them.”

 

“There were 5 of us growing up, except my oldest brother left when we were about 10. We aren’t actually brothers, but we might as well be. We grew up on another SMP, it shut down, but it was called SMPEarth. The oldest, Wisp, he was really kind, he was also kind of a dumbass, but don't tell him I said that. He loved building, and he just built house after house on the SMP. The second oldest, TimeDeo, was a really good PvP’er, he won so many BedWars competitions. The dumbass always wore sunglasses and a Santa hat, no matter where he was. The middle child, Bitzel always wanted to play pranks on the people on the server. He was always trying to trap people, but if I remember correctly, HE got trapped more often than he trapped people. Then theres the youngest-

 

“You?” Ranboo demanded.

 

“No you bastard. I’m actually not the youngest. The youngests name is Luke. He was really protective of all of us, not wanting anyone of us to get hurt, and not liking it if we did. He was ready to fist fight anyone who hurt any of us. He was always drawing, or playing that cursed trumpet of his. He thinks he’s really good, but he’s really not.”

 

“My guess is that you guys should have been supervised, but weren’t?” 

 

“Yeaaaaah. We blew up some things, and I started so many fights, and even some wars. Luke got pretty mad at me for that, I thought he was going to punch me.