Chapter 3, Evil Tommy, Part 1
Location: Tommy and Dil's home in Yucaipa, California, on the evening of May 23, 2014
Tommy did not want to take his bath. All he wanted to do, was to rule the world, and do everything his way, but Peter wasn't going to let Tommy have his way. He led Tommy over to the toy shelves in the bathroom, to pick out what he wanted to play with in the tub, while Peter went and got the bath ready. But Tommy, had other plans. One way or another, he was not going to take his bath, and so, he decided, he'd feed all of his and Dil's bath toys to Hubert, maybe that would get him out of taking a bath. So while Peter wasn't looking, Tommy scooted the trash can over by the set of shelves, and started tossing bath toys into the trashcan. Peter overheard what Tommy was doing, and turned around to see him throwing all of his toys away.
"So, I take it you don't want to play in your bath tonight?" Peter asked.
"No! I'm not taking my bath, and you can't make me." Snapped Tommy, crossing his arms and sending an evil glare in Peter's direction.
Peter couldn't help but notice that Tommy's eyes were glowing a red and green light in the center.
"Tommy! What's up with your eyes?" Peter asked.
"There's nothing wrong with my eyes! Now, if you excuse me, I'm off to take over the world!" Shouted Tommy.
"Sorry Tommy, but don't you know you need to be clean to rule the world?" Peter asked.
"You do?" Tommy asked, confused.
"Oh yeah, I'm king of the Confederacy, and I make sure to take a bath everyday." Said Peter.
"I know what you're doing, you're trying to trick me into taking a bath. Well it ain't gonna work." Said Tommy.
But in the end, Tommy lost the battle, even if it did take several minutes for Peter to get Tommy undressed and into the bathtub, as Tommy ran through the house, causing Peter to chase after him, only to corner him in the corner of the laundry room, at which point he stripped Tommy of his clothes, picked up the squirming two-year-old toddler, and carried him back upstairs to his bath. Dil was watching a Goober video, so he had no clue as to what was going on, as Tommy remained quiet, so as to hopefully, not be caught by Peter, but once again, he lost the battle.
Finally, Peter got Tommy into the bathtub. Once in the warm, soothing water, Tommy started to mellow out a little bit, and let Peter wash his body off with soap. But now that Tommy was two, and now had a full head of dark purple hair, no longer bald, Peter would have to shampoo his hair. Peter looked everywhere for the Lipchitz no tears baby shampoo, but there was none to be found. It was apparent that Stu and Didi hadn't gone grocery shopping as of late, but who would blame them. Between fooling with their kids once again, missing in a forrest, and then, having to see to their oldest son in the hospital, when was there time to stock up on things they were running low on? So Peter went to the next best thing. He found on a shelf up high on the wall of the bathtub slash shower, a green bottle of the adult shampoo that either Stu or Didi used.
"This will have to do." Peter thought to himself, as he poured the green liquid on to Tommy's head.
"Now close your eyes Tommy." Said Peter.
"No!" Griped Tommy.
"Tommy, your mommy and daddy are out of the shampoo you usually use, so you have to use big people shampoo, which will sting if it gets in your eyes." Said Peter.
"No it won't, you just want to have everything your way." Snapped Tommy.
"Tommy, would I lie to you? And what's with the attitude tonight? You're not acting like yourself at all!" Said Peter.
"Attitude? I don't have an attitude." Said Tommy.
As soon as he said that, some shampoo dripped off of Tommy's hair into his eyes.
"Ow! That hurts!" Cried Tommy.
"Can't say I didn't warn you." Said Peter, as he filled a cup with water, and attempted to wrence Tommy's eyes out.
"Outch! Outch!" Shouted Tommy, who kept trying to squirm away, avoiding the water in his face.
"If you don't hold still, it's only going to hurt more!" Said Peter.
Just then, the shadows started talking inside Tommy's head.
"If Peter's hurting you, then hurt him back." Said Shadow Abbigale.
"Come on Tommy, you can do it." Said Shadow Tommy.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" Cheered both shadows simultaneously.
They continued to cheer Tommy on, as he reached his hands out of the bath water, stood up, and reached up behind Peter's head.
"What are you doing? And sit back down, you should never stand up in the tub!" Said Peter.
But Tommy didn't sit back down, instead, he grasp tight on to Peter's neck, and pulled him down into the bathtub, dunking his head into the water.
"You hurt me, I'm gonna hurt you." Said Tommy, as he attempted to dunk Peter's head.
Peter started coughing up water, gasping for air, as Tommy continued to hold his head under water.
"You can cough all you want but it ain't gonna help." Scoffed Tommy.
Just then, Spike and Spikfi were barking outside the bathroom door. The barking startled Tommy, causing him to let go of Peter's head. Peter then sat up, and coughed several times, trying to get the water out of his lungs. Once he was able to breethe again and catch his breath, he noticed Tommy's eyes again. The evil red and green glow they were possessing. Peter hoped he could get a closer look at Tommy's face, but he wasn't about to touch him again while he was in the water, risking nearly drowning, so he quickly poured a cup of water over the top of Tommy's head, to wrence the shampoo out, while unstopping the drain, draining all of the water out of the tub.
Once the tub was empty, Peter got Tommy out of the bath, and struggled to get him into his pajamas, as he squirmed all over the place, not wanting to get dressed for bed. But in the end, Peter won. Unfortunately, while attempting to get Tommy ready for bed, Tommy scratched Peter's face with a sharp fingernail, causing Peter's face to start bleeding. So he sent Tommy off to his room, while he saw to nursing his wound, and giving Dil his bath.
While Peter attended to his wounded face and bathing Dil, who normally didn't like baths to begin with, but it was normal for Dil, and at least once Peter got him calmed down, Dil didn't attempt to try to drown him like Tommy did, Tommy was in his room, figuring out who should go to bed with him, as he was growing tired, but only hoped to destroy somebody before he went to bed, so as to be closer of gaining everything in the world as his own, just as the voices in his head claimed he'd need to do in order to win victory. Tommy picked up his lion Henry off of the floor, and stroked his main for several minutes. Then, he found his three-d building blocks, where he began to construct a giant Reptar robot, hoping he could use it to destroy the world, like that evil scientist did in a movie he saw a while back at the parking lot movie. Of course, the two-year-old was forgetting, that it was only a movie, and that his blocks were just that, only blocks that you could build into different things, only using your imagination to make them come to life. Still though, building the giant Reptar gave him something to do while he waited to be tucked into bed. He already had it planned in his mind, that he'd choke Peter as he attempted to give him a hug after tucking him in, thus, destroying him.
A few minutes later, Peter came into the room to find Tommy, building his giant Reptar out of blocks, next to his lion Henry on the floor. Tommy looked up to see Peter walking into the room, so he stopped building his Reptar, and cuddled Henry in his arms.
"So, you gonna sleep with Hermon tonight?" Peter asked.
"How many times do I have to tell you, his name's Henry!" Shouted Tommy.
Just as Tommy shouted the name Henry, out of anger, he ripped Henry's head off of his body, causing stuffing to go everywhere. At that very moment, Dil walked into the room and saw everything. He glanced over at Tommy, his eyes, a fearce firy red, Henry's head in one hand, and the headless lion's body in the other. The sight of his older brother, scared one-year-old Dil.
"AAAHHH!" Screamed Dil, shaking in fear, as he ran in the closet, and hid beneath an empty cardboard box that was sitting on the floor.
"Dil! Come on out of there, it's alright." Said Peter.
"No! Never!" Shouted Dil from inside his hiding place, as he started to cry.
"You can run but you can't hide." Said Tommy, an evil smile spreading across his face.
It was then that Peter decided to try to talk some sense into him.
"Tommy, I understand it's been rough for you lately, but really, why are you acting like this?" Peter asked, squatting down at Tommy's level, meeting face to face with the two-year-old, gazing into his eyes.
"And what's up with your eyes?" Peter asked, taking Tommy's face in his hands.
"There's nothing wrong with my eyes." Tommy protested.
"Well I think you'd better take a look." Said Peter, as he led Tommy over to the bedroom mirror.
Tommy saw his reflection in the mirror, and upon seeing the evil red and green eyes staring back at him, Tommy passed out.
"Tommy? Are you ok?" Peter asked, but no answer came from the child, he was completely knocked out.
Peter tried several more times to get an answer from him, trying to revive him, but it was no use. Ordinarily, he would have left the passed out toddler on the floor, but because he was in the pathway of the closet, and he'd have to get Dil out of there soon enough, so as to put him into his crib to go to sleep, he scoopped up Tommy, lay him down in his bed, and tucked him in.
As all of this was going on, Dil continued to whale in the closet.
"Now Dil, calm down, and come out, everything's ok." Said Peter.
"No it's not, my brother's turned into an evil monster." Said Dil in between sobs.
"Really Dil, it's just me, Tommy's fast asleep." Said Peter, trying to comfort his friend.
Dil lifted a corner of the cardboard box he was hiding under, to stare up at Peter, who was smiling at him, hoping to reassure Dil that everything would be ok.
"Come on Dil, I know boxes are fun to play in, but wouldn't you rather sleep in your nice safe crib?" Peter asked, lifting the cardboard box off of Dil and scooping the one-year-old toddler into his arms.
Dil slowly nodded, as he caught a glimps of Tommy over in his bed, fast asleep, or at least that's what Dil thought, as he didn't see Tommy pass out on the floor earlier.
Once he saw that Tommy was motionless, and his eyes were closed, Dil smiled and relaxed.
"There see? Tommy can't hurt you now." Whispered Peter, as he carried Dil over to his crib, and lay him down in bed, tucking him in.
"Peter, can I ask you a question?" Dil asked.
"Sure Dil anything." Said Peter.
"Are older brothers monsters?" Dil asked.
"Well, at one time, we all thought your brother was a monster, but we then learned that not all older brothers are monsters." Said Peter.
"Then, if older brothers aren't always monsters, then why has Tommy been so mean and scary tonight?" Dil asked.
"I don't know Dil. Tommy did just come home from the hospital, he injured himself pretty badly earlier this week and has been quite sick. Maybe this is just, how he's reacting to everything that has happened. When you're little, and you're sick and hurt, it's not easy to deal with, and, it could just be that Tommy is cranky." Explained Peter.
"Is he gonna be like this forever?" Dil asked, clutching the blanket under his chin.
"Now Dil, I've known your brother since April 15, 1993, and if there's one thing I know about him, is that he doesn't stay mad for long. You'll see, I bet ya by tomorrow morning, he'll be back to his old self." Said Peter.
"Are you sure?" Dil asked.
"Absolutely. I certainly hope that a night in his own bed will cheer him up, I don't wish to drown." Said Peter.
"Huh?" Dil asked, confused.
Peter then went on to explain to Dil what took place during Tommy's bath. This only scared Dil even more so. Peter didn't wish for Dil's crying to wake up Tommy, so he thought up a lullaby to calm Dil down, and he thought it up fast.
Dil please, rest your head.
Now it is, time for bed.
Tommy will protect you like no other,
He thinks you're ok for a little brother.
As you grow, and laugh, and play,
In his heart, you'll always stay,
So sleep and dream the night away.
As Peter finished up the song, Dil let out a huge yawn, and drifted off to sleep. Peter then blew the boys a kiss, turned out the lights, and left the room, shutting the door behind him.
But while the boys went on sleeping, the shadows in Tommy's head were beyond annoyed.
"If there's one thing I can't stand, it's music!" Griped Shadow Abbigale.
"Good thing that Peter guy has shut up. Now maybe we can get some sleep!" Said Shadow Tommy.
And this, ends chapter 3. So, what will happen next? Will Tommy remain evil? Will he ever turn good again? Will Dil be scared of Tommy forever? Will Peter live to see another day? We'll find out, in chapter 4, so please, do stay tuned!
Author's Note: Ok, what do you think? Isn't it ironic that way before the shadow ever possessed Tommy's body, Angelica convinced Tommy to be bad to get his lion Henry back, and now that Tommy has turned evil as a result of Dr. Doofensmirtz's Turn-Everything-Evil-Inator, he's deheaded that toy? I don't know about you, but I personally think it's pretty ironic. You also might be wondering how Peter knew about Hermon, I mean, Henry, since that episode took place prior to 4/15/93. Tommy took Henry with him to a sleepover at the castle of the Confederacy sometime after they returned from Paris, and Peter learned about him then. Anyway, this was part 1 of 4 of the evil Tommy section of this story, be looking for part 2, in the next chapter, coming soon!