We Can't Play Pretend | SBI Fantasy Fan-Fic

Concern...

It was an early morning, the golden rays of the sun warmed up every room in every home along with the earth itself. The birds chirped calmly as Phil stood outside letting them sit around him. He likes the crow especially. They seemed to understand him and one of their stories, Rainbow Crow was just beautiful. He hummed but some of the birds seemed to grow distressed, now that he looked at it there are less birds than usual. Some of them seemed to only get more distressed and the whole flock flew off, leaving Phil to wonder what was bothering them so much.

Wilbur peeked outside, "Hey, what's going on out here?"

"The birds seem to be pretty upset, I can't put my finger on why."

"I mean I feel it too," Wilbur paused for a second before explaining, "Like there's bad energy, it's overwhelming in some spots and almost gone in others. Recently though it's been a bit much even for me." Phil nodded and seemed to ponder what all of that meant. "On another hand, I'm going to be in town since Niki needed help for the grand opening of her bakery.•

"Ohhh! I forgot about that when is the grand opening?"

"Friday, two days from now. Anyway, keep an eye on the other two. I'm not sure about Tommy but Techno definitely feels the energy."

Tommy felt numb and tiredly rubbed his eyes. "God I don't wanna move." He felt the searing pain of his creature form trying to breakthrough. It was that time again and only Tubbo knew about it. It was mostly due to a slip-up and then being caught in the rain but that's beside the point.

Luckily, Tubbo swore to keep his mouth shut which he did well. Which was surprising because of Tubbo's history of spilling secrets. Though. Tommy said his life was on the line due to this which was a lot more of an incentive than a playground secret.

The pain made him whimper and cry. He didn't move though and ignored the blare of his alarm despite it hurting his ears and giving him a migraine.

After several minutes of the alarm, Techno walked in, "Tomothy I swear if you don't shut up that alarm I don't know what I'll do it-" his eyes landed on the boy. He looked god awful, red in the face, sweaty, whimpering, and curled into himself. His blanket and pillow had been long discarded, "Oh that's not good..." Techno very quickly ran to Philza.

"Phil, I think somethings wrong with Tommy."

"Yeah, he left his alarm going for so long!" Phil laughed and put away the plates, besides Tommy's he still needed to eat.

"No, I'm being serious. He looks terrible- like sick sick." Techno sounded exasperated, genuinely concerned. Something the parental figure hasn't seen in a while.

Phil grew nervous and nodded, "Well let's take a look." He walked to Tommy's room and peeked in. Tommy seemed to have gotten worse since Techno had left. He was whimpering and scratching his face and arms irrationally, his breathing was even more sporadic. The only thing Phil could do was try and reach out, to hold him and reassure him. However the moment his hand touched Tommy a burning sensation shot through his body as he recoiled very quickly. "Toms! Are you ok?"

Only a string of cries could be heard from the trembling boy. "T-Toby..."

That's all it took for Techno to go bolting down the block for Tubbo. If it was serious enough for Tommy to drop the nickname- he didn't want to know the unfathomable pain he was in. But what did Tubbo have to do with it? Why him? Why not Niki or any of the other healers? He didn't have time to ask questions as he arrived at Tubbo's door, knocking very quickly.

The familiar mask of Dream was there. "Yes?" He seemed like he had just woken up with a hoodie and some sweatpants on instead of his usual hunter-esque outfit.

"So Toby- where is he. Tommy is a bit distressed and-"

"Techno, honestly, I don't know. He's probably out at a field or is with 'Mr.Cup'"

With a roar of frustration, Techno couldn't help but shift. He immediately took off trying to find Tubbo.

If he's not in the field, turn back and check the house. If he's not in the field, turn back. We aren't hurting anyone. We're looking for Tubbo to help Tommy.

He checked the first field.

Nothing.

Second one?

Nothing

The last one?

There he was, lying in the tall yellow grass with his eyes closed. He was dressed and looked cleaned up like he was having a self-care day. Biting back the guilt of disturbing this poor boy's relaxation he shifted back then approached him. "Toby? Toby!" He called trying to get his attention. To his shock it worked, Tubbo turned around and smiled.

"Hello, Technoblade! What are you doing out here? You normally don't even leave the house?" He laughed but the seriousness in Techno's posture and face made his mood fall. He got anxious, "Techno?"

"Toby we're going right now. I don't know what's going on with Tommy but he asked for you. I don't know why or what you know but we're going right now." He picked up the teen and slung him over his shoulder. "Sorry kid this is necessary." He immediately started taking off back home.

"Techno! Stop it surely there's a better way than this!" The boy cried out not used to being carried or being upside down.

"If we wanna be efficient we're running like this."

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Tommy let out a pained yell as the searing pain only intensifies as time passes. Phil paced the room waiting for Techno to come back with Tubbo. What could be going on with him?

A parasite? Phil pondered and his wings fluttered nervously. Techno please hurry... he couldn't bear watching one of his sons be in pain for so long. A pain that he could do nothing for. Ice and water only made him yell and cry louder than anyone's ever heard.

Suddenly Tubbo was thrown into the room through the window. It was originally there to keep the room ventilated but apparently, it was now an entrance as Techno also crawled in. "Tubbo's here now.."

Tubbo nodded then looked at Tommy. He frowned and stared at the boy. "I need both of you to leave the room..." 

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