Dropped in •MYTC story• [includes ships]

Chapter 20: a lapse in judgement

Woo! Back to long chapters again, huh. By the way, this art is by surrealsnail on Instagram

"TOMMY!" Tubbo screamed, racing to his friend and grabbing his hand before he fell out of reach. "tubbo.." tommy smiled, looking up at tubbo's worried face. Tubbo looked down, there was water, a steady stream. He looked back at everyone, who was shell shocked.

He leaned down to Tommy. "Tommy.. do you think.. we can use this ravine to get away" he whispered to his friend. "T-tubbo I don't want to fall.." Tommy said back, though nodding and smiling with a wink. Tubbo fakes an attempt at trying to pull Tommy up, then letting himself fall down.

"T-TUBBO!" Wilbur shrieks, racing over and trying to grab the two boys, failing. Tommy and tubbo fall into the water, getting pulled along. Tommy grabs onto a log, pulling tubbo to him. "This should work." He says with a chuckle. Tubbo grabs hold onto the log as well, nodding.

Wilbur gasp as he sees them down there, just fine. "Sapnap.." he mutters. "Get them, I'm not letting them pull this on themselves." He says, looking down at the two friends floating away. Sapnap nods and flies down on his bird, earning a gasp from the two boys.

"No! Get away!" Tommy shouts, kicking his feet in an attempt to get away faster. Sapnap swoops down, getting ready to grab them. Tommy grabs tubbo's hand and puts it up, then his own. They grab the Phoenix's clawed feet before swinging them forward, making sapnap almost fall off so he flies up to regain balance.

They make a turn into a slower stream, the log carrying them to shore. They get onto land, then going into the forest. "Tubbo, are you actually gonna join me?" Tommy asked, tubbo nodding and hugging him. They were both drenched with water, but neither of them cared.

They were reunited on the same page again, or so they thought. Tommy wiped his hair from in front of his face and a chuckle, then helping out tubbo. "So, I guess we're air drying?" Tubbo inquires. "Yeah.. ya know, I think I want a tree house. How about it?"

//meanwhile\\

Wilbur looked down at the water, shaking. "Wilbur? Are you alright, this.. this must be a lot for you." Eret asked. wilbur shook his head with no hesitation, looking up at Eret. "I can't deal with this anymore.. it's so much." He muttered as he sat back, looking up at the sky.

"Let's get home.." Dream suggested quietly, pulling Wilbur to his feet. "you.." Wilbur muttered. "Me?" Dream asked. Wilbur grabbed Dream by his hood, then swinging him around to the ravine, almost pushing him in, but holding him just at the edge.

"All of this shit, is your fault. I want you to understand that." Wilbur snapped, then throwing Dream to the ground away from the ravine. "Let's get home guys." He said, then getting on his bird. Dream got up quickly, dusting himself off and getting on his unicorn.

—^•Time skip•^—

They arrived home after a long mournful trek back to the cabin. Dream instantly went to his room, shook by today. "M-my fault?.. I'm just trying to help.. I was angry." He muttered to himself, sitting on his bed.

"E-everyone makes mistakes right?" He tried to reassure himself, then remembering his reactions to everyone else's mistakes. "what am I? Better than them..? No of course not, they're people just like me, and I... fundy's right. Who am I to just assume role as leader. Philza is more organized and patient than I am." He thinks, shoving his bow and quiver to the floor.

He grabs at his elf ears, squeezing them in anger. "I don't want these.. I don't want this. I hate this place." He grabs an arrow, putting the sharp blade near the end of his ear. A hand tugs at the arrow, pulling it out of his hand. "Dream stop. Talk to me, please. What's wrong?"

He froze as he felt George's arms around him. Tears pour down his freckled face as he buries his face into George's chest. "I can't do anything right, george. I've screwed things up so many times." He sobs. George's eyes widen. "Dream.. you're trying your best. We all are.. this place is changing us, ya know.." he says with a sigh.

"It's difficult, but we'll get through together, it'll take some time though." He continues. Dream nods, laying back, pulling George down with him. Dream pulls George into his chest, their legs tangling. "Can we stay like this.." Dream mumbles. George blushes and nods. "o-of course, if it makes you happy.. We can stay like this forever." George smiles softly and leans into dream. "Thank you.." dream sighs.

Meanwhile tubbo and Tommy and laughing happily as they build their treehouse in the dark. "Tubbo in a box, what'll he do?" Tubbo says, getting in a box of logs. "Probably get shot by techno." Tommy jokes. "Oh no, mr. president! I'm not a spy" tubbo says dramatically.

"God.. I hate them." Tommy mutters. "What, Why? What did they really do, Tommy? They care for us.." tubbo says. "H-huh?.. I thought you joined me because you felt the same way?" Tommy asks. "I left because I didn't want to live with dream.." tubbo informed. "Oh..."

"well, don't worry! I'll keep them away from us, you can trust me."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Of course dummy! Cmon, let's continue building our house, it'll be too dark soon, I reckon"
"I'll work on a fire."

they continue working on the treehouse and a fire. Tubbo uses clay and more sticks to strengthen the walls, successfully. He and Tommy make a ladder to their small house before climbing in and putting down their bags which have dried by now.

The moon and out and so is their fire. They sleep side by side, the gentle rustle of leaves taking them to sleep.

The next day the crew at the cabin are sitting in the living room, eating breakfast without a word until techno speaks up. "Can we stop being so dull.. this is boring. The reason tubbo left is because he missed his friend and he needed a break from some of us. Tommy has been gone." He begins, then seeing no real response from anyone.

He shakes his head and continues. "We need to just regroup, alright? Tommy's staying out there and slowing his progression of making his own home will only make him more desperate." He says. Philza nods and adds. "He's not wrong, we need to let them bond as much as we need to bond. We say this place is pulling us apart, but what are we doing to stop it?"