2020 Christmas Advent Calendar

Birthday of Snowstorms

Day 23: Home for Christmas

The two of them were huddled on their bench, blankets wrapped around their shoulders to help keep them warm.

The world around them was a winter wonderland. White blanketed the ground, little flurries fluttered in the air, landing on the leafless trees. Down in the town, lights hung from building to building. A tree sat in the square, green leaves covered in lights, ornaments, and a little bit of snow from what Tubbo could see.

Beside him, huddled up in the shared green blanket, was Tommy. His friend was wearing a thick red jacket, a white and red knitted hat on his blond hair. The teen's face was flushed pink from the cold, from how long they had been sitting there.

Tubbo looked down at his glove covered hands, looking down at the dark green color. He was wearing a thick green coat, which felt heavy on his shoulders. The teen could feel the chilly art push his shaggy hair around his neck, making him shiver.

He felt someone nug him and looked up at the smiling face of his friend. "You good Big Man?"

"Just cold, I guess."
"Well we got stuff to do before we can head back to the community house," he said, standing to his feet, pushing the blanket off. Tubbo's warmth seems to leave with him. Tommy smiled and held a hand out to his friend. "Come on, let's go check on the beehives or something."

Tubbo nodded, pulling the blanket around him before following after his friend.

It hadn't been long since his friend had been allowed back into L'Manburg. After a final agreement with Dream, and making sure that someone was always with Tommy, at least to make sure the teen didn't do anything rash. Like burning someone's house down again...

The thought of Tommy making things bad again made the young president uneasy. He didn't want his friend to leave him alone with everything again, Tubbo didn't think he could handle having to send the blond away again. It could break his heart to do that again.

"Hey Big T, you good?"

Tubbo jumped from his thoughts, looking up at the face of Tommy. The taller raised his eyebrow at him, looking worried. His friend looked a little colder than before, holding his arms close around himself.

"Yeah, yeah imma fine," he said, brushing off his friend's worried look. "The bee's should be up ahead. They should be asleep, right? It's the middle of winter. Tommy, why are we going to see the bees?"

The two stop in the middle of the trees, snow still falling in light flakes. It was getting even colder, the longer they stayed outside. The wind seemed to be picking up, a howling sound that pushed throw the trees.

Tommy shrugged, glancing around them. The snow seemed to be getting heavier and quicker the longer they stood there. "Thought you might wanna check on them," he said. Around them, the wind seemed to pick up, the snow started to come down in sheets. It was starting to get hard to see in front of them. "Come on, it's not far ahead."
"Tommy, we should head back," Tubbo said, staying grounded as he held the blanket closer around him. He closed his eyes, blocking the snow from his blue eyes. He could hear the wind blasting in his ears, making the world turn into a room of white noise. Looking around after a bit, the teenager realized Tommy was nowhere to be seen. "Tommy? Tommy, where are you?"

He turned around quickly, trying to see his friend.

After a moment of thought, Tubbo turned back the way they came and started to run back to L'Manburg. He needed to find help, the blond couldn't find Tommy. He needed to find his friend, but Tubbo would need help to do so.