Pure Imagination || SBI fluff fic

7. i hate everything but my friends

I'VE MADE MY MIND
THREE CHAPTERS FOR EACH SBI CHARACTER FOR,,, LIFESTYLE PEEKING IG

IT'LL GO TOMMY, TUBBO, WILBUR AND TECHNO AND PHIL, ON A LOOP UNTIL THIS PLOT FINISHES UNLESS OTHERWISE SPECIFIED. SINCE THIS BOOK HAS A PLOT LITERALLY IMMEDIATELY, THIS WILL PROLLY NOT LAST AS LONG AS IM (IT'S MAGIC) BECAUSE THAT ONE HAD NO PLOT UNTIL I WAS LIKE HEY I WANT TO SPICE THIS UP
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Tubbo's day went... Duller than usual.

The world looked so wrong now. He's gotten so familiar with the other world that reality just didn't feel right.

Where are the blue and pink shades in the sky?

Where are the fluffy trees?

Where are my friends?

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He walked to the nearby roads, which had benches sitting in a cliff overhanging the ocean.

He sat down, watching the waves hit the cliffside.

The world looked wrong, but it wasn't unbearable, atleast.

He loved the ocean. It just relaxed him, for some reason.

He looked at his pocket watch.

I wonder.

Would they wait for me?

He closed his eyes, putting the clock back into his bag.

This day just felt like a dream. Like he was a ghost floating by.

Once he got to his house, he didn't bother talking to anyone, not even Lani.

He was so focused on getting back to his reality.

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"Hey, Tubbo!" Phil laughed. "The extentions look a little better now, Techno, Wilbur and Tommy is helping. Wanna join?"

"Sure!" He smiled, being his first smile today.

He picked up a few wood pieces and brought them to the roof, where Tubbo picked up a hammer and awkwardly handed it to Techno.

"Sorry, I don't really know anything about building." Tubbo giggled. "I guess I was a little spoiled."

"Don't worry! Wilbur isn't too. But look at him!"

They both turned to Wilbur, who was on the floor making little squares out of the wood, and sprinkling it on Friend.

"Wait, Wilbur your not supposed to make squares out of them, you were supposed to help finish the wall!—" Techno yelled. "Anyways, sorry Tubbo, but I'll have to get this idiot to stop before he wastes all the wood and makes me go fetch more."

"Oh it's alright, I'll just go talk to Tommy." He smiled, waving goodbye.

He walked over to the other teen, who was building a wall with ease.

"Why are you just standing there? Come help me, Tubbo!" He said, handing him a rock. "I don't have the hammer because apparently Phil's only crafted 2 hammers and its being used. I don't know the recipe, so..."

"You've been using the rock?" Tubbo looked at him.

"What can I say, experts can work with what they have." He put the nail in, and hit it with another rock, successfully hammering it in. "Tubbo, you haven't done anything. Are you a lazy ass or what?"

"Would you get mad if I told you I don't know how to do this?"

Tommy froze. "You don't know? Why did you volunteer to help anyway?! You could of just, I don't know... Gathered food?"