If I didn't mention before, than I will now. This is an AU fic. As in, Thomas is NOT Nikolai let alone Russian at all. He is fully American with a very normal and not robot goat mom and no dad in the picture.

Enjoy!

Chapter 7 -

Thomas woke up a while later to someone shaking his shoulder. Groaning quietly, he opened his eyes and slowly rolled over to his back where he found Skips at the side of the bed with some soup.

"Your mom brought this over. You probably haven't eaten all day, huh?" Skips asked.

"No…." Thomas said. "What time is it?"

"Just after 1:30. Benson said you were up earlier though." Skips replied.

"Yeah." Thomas nodded and sat down so he could eat the soup. "Thanks."

"Uh huh. If you need anything just call." Skips said as Thomas nodded again and watched as he left him alone.

Thomas looked down at the soup and sighed. His stomach grumbled and knew he was definitely hungry.

"Can't pass up some nice warm soup…." Thomas muttered and he started to dig in.

Once he was finished, he set the bowl down on the bedside table and got up to go back downstairs.

"I'm fine now….I can go home and take care of myself." He mumbled as he opened the front door and headed down the steps, only to be stopped.

"Thomas!" He heard Skips call behind him.

'Shit….forgot he was in the house….maybe I'm not doing so good after all….' Thomas thought to himself.

"What are you doing?" Skips skipped down the steps to him.

"Uh…just going for a walk." Thomas replied. "I need some fresh air."

"With your car keys?" He motioned to his hand.

"Maybe….I was going for a drive too…." Thomas trailed off.

"Look," Skips sighed. "I get it. You're 18 and think you don't need some help while being sick. But fact is, you could be endangering yourself and others if I let you leave in your car."

"I know…. I know…." Thomas looked down. "I just don't really like the feeling of being babied. It's just a little fever….I'll be fine."

"I know it's a fever but you still can't drive with one." Skips said and slowly reached out for Thomas' keys, which he let go of willingly. "You can be out of a little bit for some fresh air, it might help your fever actually."

"But you can't be out for too long. Alright? You know you can rely on us to always help you." Skips comforted him.

Thomas thought about that for a moment. Was Skips telling the truth? Could he actually rely on people…..again?

All Thomas could do was nod as a response.

"Good." Skips nodded back and turned to skip back into the house.

Letting out a deep breath, Thomas started to wander around the park.

As he was starting to make his way back to the house, a hour or so later of getting some much needed fresh air, he happened to come across Mordecai, Rigby, Eileen, and Margaret at a table, having a good time.

"Sure wish I could have fun….again." Thomas sighed, flashbacks come to his mind as he closed his eyes and ached slightly from a oncoming migraine.

- Flashback -

"Mark!" A freshman in High School version of Thomas yelled as he came up to his best friend since kindergarten, during Gym. "Guess what!"

"Who is this loser?" A older and human jock laughed as Thomas stopped beside Mark, who was also a human.

"Loser?" Thomas muttered.

"Come on, Mark, show us your three pointer again!" The same jock handed Mark an basketball.

"Thomas, I'll talk to you later." Mark said as he pushed passed him and lined up for the shot.

"But…." Thomas trailed off.

"He said later you dork!" Another human jock flicked Thomas in the face.

"Seriously you're friends with this guy?" The first asked Mark. "Why don't you just tell him to 'fuck off' since we are practicing."

"Thomas, leave. Now. If you knew what was good for you." Mark said a bit more cruel then he planned.

"I…alright." Thomas sighed and turned away. "See yah later."

Thomas then walked out of the gym and down the hall to the bathroom where he could be alone.

All he wanted was to tell Mark that his mom finally got a new job, as she had been laid off a few months prior because of economy reasons. And that maybe now he could get the new Video Game Console for them to play.

And that was only the start to the trust issues he soon received and only got worse as that one year continued on.

- End Flashback -

"Thomas?" He thought he heard Mordecai say.

"Is he alright?" Margaret asked, worried.

The group had noticed Thomas standing on the sidewalk looking dazed and out of it. Worried for their sick friend, they of course got up to make sure he was alright.

"I don't know….Thomas?" Mordecai called again.

Finally, Thomas blinked as he was brought back to reality from the flashback he had. Once he realized what was going on, he looked the group, confused for sure.

"Are you alright?" Rigby asked.

"And what are you doing out of the house?" Eileen asked. "Aren't you sick?"

"Yeah…just getting some fresh air." Thomas replied. "I was planning on heading back now."

"We'll go with you." Mordecai smiled. "We were planning on playing some video games anyway."

"But we'll keep it down so you can rest." Margaret added.

"Alright…" Thomas nodded, raising a hand to his head as his oncoming Migraine got worse.

"Come on, we'll get you medicine too." Eileen said as they led him back to the house.

Once getting him up to the spare room and making sure he was comfortable, they got him some medicine for his migraine.

"We'll be right downstairs if you need us." Mordecai said, before shutting the door.

Thomas laid his head back into the pillow and closed his eyes. Fairly quickly going to sleep.

I feel bad for doing these things to Thomas :( I can't help myself...

Also expect more Thomas and Skips friendship and probably son/father moments.

Also I can totally see Thomas being a cute nerd in high school with glasses and now I wanna draw a picture of that.