Tommy wakes up, with light surrounding him.
The sky was dark, probably night-time.
Where the fuck am I?
He sat up, the light turns out to be white flowers that emit light. What is this sorcery?
There was also a few glowing butterflies, flying around Tommy. He's fine with butterflies, but Moths and Bats are better.
He stood up from the place he was on to see that the place was littered with Creatures. There was also something that looked like a camp in the middle of a valley. It was really underdeveloped, though.
There was a silhouette he can see near the camp, it looks like a sign. But he can't read it, it's too dark.
There were flowers littering the ground, basically being his only light source.
He picked a bunch of flowers and used them as glow sticks. They weren't very bright, but together they are as good as a torch.
He walked carefully, picking up a stick as defense.
Once he got to the sign, he used the flowers to illuminate it.
"Hello! Welcome to the Mind Space! This connects you to people that have similar interests with you! Their imaginations and personalities mixed with yours, making a unique Mind Space for everyone!
P. S. If you see anything dangerous, such as dagger grass, you should probably leave and go get therapy. Because this means that you and many others have murderous intent. But if there is nothing that looks dangerous, it means you are safe. "
" I don't see anything that looks remotely dangerous. Flowers and shit aren't murder weapons, are they? "Tommy whispered under his breath.
He heard footsteps behind him.
He dropped the flowers and grabbed the stick he had to hit whoever was going to approach him.
They bumped into him, making a startled yelp.
"Who's there?!" The person exclaims.
"Are you gonna murder me or not?!" Tommy yelled, holding the stick over the person. "If you are I'm going to beat your ass into the ground!"
"I'm so sorry, I was following the light that you were emitting!" The person apologises. "I'm not gonna murder you, trust me, I'm more terrified of you!"
Tommy picks up one of the flowers that he dropped, and threw it at the person.
It illuminated them, revealing a young boy about his age. He had brown hair, and blue eyes. A green t-shirt with nothing to fend himself with. He was petrified.
"Oh thank god you aren't a murderer." Tommy sighs. He picks up the flowers. "You are coming with me now,"
He plops the flowers onto the strangers arms, and he grabs him by the arm.
(LLAMA TUBBO???? USABLE WALKING CHEST????)
"H-hey! I don't know if your a murderer either! I don't even know your name!"
Tommy grabs a flower, and holds it infront of his face.
"The names Tommy."
Once the stranger saw that he was yet another teen like him, he kind of calmed down.
"I'm Toby, but call me Tubbo."
"Do you think I care?" Tommy grumbled.
"You said your name, so I did too." Tubbo reasoned.
Maybe he's just a grumpy guy.
After a few minutes of more walking, they got to the small camp.
"Oh yeah, Tommy, welcome to my camp!"
"It's yours?"
"Yeah. That's why I was here earlier." Tubbo said.
They sat down. Tubbo was weaving the flowers together.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Making flowercrowns. Besides, it'll help us illuminate stuff better," Tubbo said. "I haven't explored much, so I don't know where we can find wood to make an actual torch. So we're gonna have to make do with these flowers."
Tommy watched Tubbo do his thing, and picks up a few flowers and tried copying him.
He struggled on the flowers. Why did it keep on unRAVELING?!
"No, no, don't hold it to tight, it'll crumple the flowers!"
Tommy grumbled, but loosened his grip. Tubbo guided Tommy, and eventually they got two flower crowns.
"It's not as good as yours.." Tommy mumbled, but it was just enough to be heard.
"Here, I'll wear yours, you wear mine! Friendship thing!"
"I don't want to be your friend."
"Too bad, I do!" He put the crumpled flower crown on his head. "Here!"
He placed the crown on Tommy's head.
"It looks awesome on you!" Tubbo smiled.
Tommy smiled a little.
Suddenly, Tommy's pocket watch started ringing.
"Oh, it's been thirty minutes."
Tubbo's smile faded away, sad to see his newfound friend have to go.
Tommy took the pocket watch out. There was a big screen infront of him, that said;
[Are you ready to Exit?]
[Yes] [5 more minutes]
Tommy was going to press the [Yes] button, but after one look at Tubbo's sad face, he decided to stay.
"I'll stay until your timer goes off. Not because I'm clingy, worried or whatever, just want to explore more."
Tubbo's smile returned. "Yay!"
He once again had another screen pop up infront of him.
[There is a disturbance going on outside.]
[Leave] [Ignore]
Tommy promptly ignored it and continued with what he was doing.
---
Tommy's parents were panicking.
Motherinnit went to go call Tommy for food, but he's not waking up. His parents knew he wasn't this deep of a sleeper. They poured ice cold water, nudged him, threatened him with a grounding, NOTHING WAS WORKING!
Thats when Motherinnits mother instinct kicks in.
He feels for a heart beat, but it was so slowed down, freaking her out.
---
The hospital"What's wrong with him, doctor?!" Motherinnit exclaims, worried.
"He's showing really weird symptoms, but-"
Tommy finally wakes up.
"... Where the fuck am I?" Tommy yawns. "Mum?"
"Oh thank heavens!" She hugs Tommy. "We thought you were dying!"
"Oh, I just fell asleep, though." Tommy lied.
"Usually you aren't this deep of a sleeper." Father innit says.
"Things can change, dad."
Maybe next time he shouldn't ignore the disturbance pop-up this time.
--- x3
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Pure Imagination || SBI fluff fic
FanficAn escape from reality makes a few people who's lives don't have any similarities at all connect. A musician and his murderous twin, a married librarian, a stubborn college student, and a rich spoiled boy who's feelings are the only thing money coul...