i am empty (i need to fill a hole i can not live without)

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"Tommy?"

Tommy glanced over from rummaging through his chests, narrowing his eyes when he saw Fundy standing in the doorway to his house. "Yeah?"

"Did you...egg Eret's castle?" His tail swayed behind him in a manner that Tommy recognized, one that suggested he was being nonchalant but kind of wanted to bust his gut anyway.

Tommy's eyebrows flew up on his head, hands stilling from where they were still upheaving his disorganized objects, and suddenly he forgot what it was he'd been looking for. "Huh? No. Wait, did someone fucking egg that bastard's castle?!"

Fundy chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Apparently. Everyone's losing their shit over it, but everyone thinks it was you."

"I'll definitely take credit for it." Tommy grinned childishly, shoving himself to his feet and slamming his chest shut. "I've gotta see this."

Tommy hurried past Fundy, but the fox was already on his heels as they both moved down the path. "But if you didn't do it, who did? Because it's not like anyone is really all about being subtle, ya' know."

Tommy saw the crowd soon enough, rushing over to shove through until he stood at Wilbur's side. The general titled his head down to his brother, a smile playing on his lips even as his eyes narrowed. "What brought this on, huh? I mean, I know what did, but why eggs?"

"Don't exactly have access to TNT, now do I, Big Man?"

"You really just have to pick fights, don't you?" Dream called, shaking his head. "You want another war so soon?"

"Hey, it was just a prank," Eret assured lightheartedly, smiling at the L'manbergians and casting Dream a look, not quite a glare and not quite a smile but no doubt a warning. "No hard feelings."

"Wouldn't matter," Fundy interrupted, breaking through to the front and glancing uncertainly at Eret, who stood across from the rest of them, Dream just behind him, as they all stared at the mess that was the king's castle. "Tommy had no clue what I was talking about when I asked him about it."

"You just gotta ruin it, you furry!" Tommy groaned dramatically. "Fine, I didn't do it. But it's still fucking funny."

"No offense or anything," Eret started hesitantly, "but this doesn't really seem like the work of anyone else here, Tommy."

"It could've been Tubbo!" The blond argued. Sure, he'd been all for taking the credit, but now that he was being accused after admitting to the truth, he was a little pissed.

"Was not!" Tubbo cried, crossing his arms. "I don't egg things, Tommy, and you know it."

The blond huffed, glaring dramatically. "Well, it still wasn't me!"

"You're a pathological liar, Tommy—"

"Oh." The abrupt interruption from Eret stopped Dream short, and all eyes went to the king, who was now staring at Tommy like he'd suddenly been blessed with some sort of divine revelation. "Oh, you didn't do it."

"I don't need validation from you, traitor bitch!" Tommy barked, white-knuckled, but Wilbur tugged him back before he could even think of moving from his spot. "I already said that! Repeating it doesn't do shit, dumbass!"

Niki glanced nervously at Tommy, as though she, too, was waiting for him to start a fight. "What makes you think that?" She hadn't been there for Eret's betrayal, so she was more neutral than the rest of them; sometimes it made her the best mediator for the SMP lands and L'manberg.

"I—" Eret blinked, catching Tommy's burning eyes for only a mere moment; the king tore his gaze from it before it could last any longer, something pained flashing across his features. "I believe Tommy if he says it wasn't him."

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