𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 ┆ᵗᵒᵐᵐʸ ᵗᵘᵇᵇᵒ ᵖˡᵃᵗᵒⁿⁱᶜ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗˢ

it's okay

TW// character death, low self-worth, cussing, yelling, description of violence

Summary: "Keep the discs, Tommy.. it'll- it'll be worth it!"

Note: so...since we got a happy ending on Wednesday... means I can hit you with a truck called angst :)

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The trio were battling it out on the largest mountain both Tommy and Tubbo have ever seen. It was so high up, getting on top was a struggle. But now, the two teenage boys were fighting for both their lives, and something that belonged to one of them. Though, at first they may have thought they were winning, Dream always seemed to have the upper hand, no matter the situation. As of now, Tommy had a disc - melohi in his hand running, while Tubbo tried to hold the masked man back to try and gain some time for his best friend, intending to pearl after him once he thinks he could be far enough. But it all spiraled down hill, when Dream spun his axe, and purposely hit a sensitive spot on the younger's leg with the wooden end, dragging a loud agony filled screech from the brunette as he fell to the ground. This made the blonde stop, as his blood ran cold. He turned his head around, but didn't see them. A whole new level of terror filled his veins when he could start to hear his best friend's cries and pleads, knowing he might be close to death.

He took off to the spot with a sprint, knowing he couldn't leave Tubbo for death under no circumstances. When he finally reached them, his heart dropped at the sight of his best friend curled up and cornered, his back pressed against the harsh and tall stone, bleeding. Dream was in front of him, axe in hand and the blade pointed downwards.

"DREAM STOP!" Yelled Tommy as he pushed him from his way, collapsing by Tubbo's side. He quickly but carefully embraced the shorter, regretting telling him to hold Dream off and pearl after him. Tubbo's whole body shook as he clung onto his best friend who had tears in his eyes that were ready to spill at any moment. "Jesus Christ Tubbo I'm so sorry." He said, as one of his hand ran through the brunette's ruffled up but still fluffy hair. The shorter said nothing, and cuddled closer into the taller's chest, thinking one thing. This is probably it.

Tommy's head snapped up when he could hear the sadistic laugh of the masked man that was stood in front of him. In one hand he had cat - the second disc. As the sun was starting to set over the horizon, it's sun rays peeked up, illuminating some places and making them look golden. The lime textured center of the disc was almost glowing due to the lucidity, it almost seemed ominous. It probably was, since it was in the hands of the most evil and sinister person on the SMP. He slowly pulled himself up to his feet, and helped his best friend who almost struggled to stand. He wrapped a protective arm around the shorter, pressing their bodies together, his second arm gripped Chekhov's gun, pointing it at Dream. The disturbing smile that was carved into the mask burned into the bodies of the two boys. "Put the crossbow down, Tommy." Said Dream in an oddly calm voice, as if there was no one pointing a loaded weapon at him. Tommy only glared, and tightened his grip on both Tubbo and the crossbow.

"I mean..it's really going to be your fault if I let go of your disc." Threatened the masked man. Tommy's eyes widened, but glared at him, hiding his crossbow but his grip on the shorter brunette was yet to be loosened. Dream smiled, and Tubbo knew that the man with the mask has probably already won. "Good job. Now," he started, the smirk on his lips forming into an ominous grin. "I want you to give me melohi." He said, making Tommy scoff. "Oh yeah? What makes you think I'll give it to you, dickhead?" Tommy spat, holding the shorter closer with both his arms now. "Give me the disc, and I won't kill Tubbo." Dream finished. The blonde's heartbeat sped up as his bright blue eyes went wide. "What the fu-"

"Listen Tommy!" Dream cut they younger off. "I can just kill you if I wanted to, I haven't even tried yet! I have potions, stacks of gapples, tons of pearls- I came prepared! You can't win! Just...you either give me the disc, or you give me Tubbo." He said, his smile vanishing, obviously not playing around anymore.

The petite brunette closed his eyes, thinking back to the night before. He knew it was going to come to this. He knew that the green bastard was gonna make Tommy choose between him and his discs. He should've known they stood no chance. He thought about that time in L'Manburg when he called Tommy selfish. He's not selfish...maybe I'm the one that is. He thought. His mind also traveled back to Dream yelling at him how terrible and useless he was, his cabinet deciding for him and not letting him speak, the countless of restless nights in Snowchester with 'what ifs' swarming his mind and overthinking his every own move. Before he could even register the current reality, he started moving towards Dream.

"Tubbo?-" Tommy was watching with wide eyes as his best friend left his side. The brunette stopped, and turned his body slowly, looking at Tommy with tear filled eyes and a sweet little smile placed on his lips. "keep the discs, Tommy.." He muttered to him. An unwanted memory of his blonde best friend screaming that the discs mattered more than he ever has kept replaying in his overworked mind.

"it'll- it'll be worth it!" He said, as tears started to come out of his navy blue eyes, his long-ish brown hair falling over them a little. The blonde's eyes widened as his head started to shake as in to say he was not agreeing with his best friend's statement. "Tubbo no! NO NO, YOU CAN'T JUST-"

"TOMMY IT'S FINE! I'VE DONE ENOUGH, OKAY? I'M FINE! I'VE DONE ENOUGH!" He shouted back, tears slowly sliding down his pale face. He was breathing heavily, almost panting, the stress and mental pain was almost equal, if not worse than the immense pain he was put through during the fight that couldn't have lasted more than twenty minutes. "Tubbo- we..we were supposed to make it back! The two- both of us! And sit on our bench and laugh and celebrate today! Don't you remember?!" Frantically said Tommy, his words falling out of his mouth, as if he were trying to mention everything and anything that could change the brunette's mind. A small, genuine smile made it's wat onto the shorter's face. "I know. I'm sorry, Tommy. It's okay. Just know it's not your fault, okay?" Tubbo replied, smiling at his best friend, but tears still streaming down his face. Dream eventually made his way and was stood behind Tubbo, his sword rested inches from the shorter's fragile skin.

"DREAM PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" Tommy yelled. But the sociopath in mask didn't even react to his words.

"Tommy..I-I know it..might not seem that..th-at way, but-" Tubbo started, struggling a,little due to the taller's blade being almost pressed against his neck. "you know i-it was..always meant t-to be." He finished, and gave the taller a small smile, before Dream made his move.

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Everything happened so fast. Tommy wasn't even able to register a single thing, too paralyzed by the events that took place in front of him, until it was too late.

He was sat on the ground, his dead best friend was limp in his arms. He pressed Tubbo against him closer, as if he were to come back to life if he tried to hug him close enough. Suddenly, an object landed beside him, making him jump. With teary eyes, he eyed whatever landed beside him, and felt his stomach turn. There, in the grass laid his disc that had the middle painted in a lime color. Cat. His second disc. Tommy looked up at Dream, and glared at him.

"What? It was the deal, wasn't it? Soul for a priced possession. Quite fair, innit?" Said Dream, mocking the blonde's accent during the last sentence before he turned around and walked away.

So, there they sat. On the ground watching the sunset, both discs in their possession, except one thing wasn't right.

Only one heart was left beating.

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My eyes sting