MCYT Oneshots

💔𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝙿𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎- 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚛

Characters: Wilbur, Tubbo, Eret, Tommy, BadBoyHalo, Niki, Sam, Ponk
Ship: L'Manburg (platonic)
AU: Dream SMP
Prompt: Tubbo and Niki find their letters.
Trigger warning: Suicide, blood

Bad hugged Tommy again, squeezing him before letting him walk over to Niki and Tubbo to hold them. The three of them were crying, dark trails of eyeliner staining Niki's smooth cheeks. Tubbos eyes were red and raw, tears seeming of faded away while ago. Now he has grown numb, only worry and sorrow fill in his chest and mind. Tommy was still sobbing, blue eyes swamped with crystalline tears. His face was red and his eyes felt heavy, though he refused to close his eyes and rest. So much happened in the past 8 minutes, from finding the letters to holding his dying brother to finding comfort in the man he would always harass.

Bad wanted to comfort them. He wanted to tell them Wilbur was going on be fine, he wanted to tell them Wilbur would be leading tomorrow morning, he wanted to tell them Wilbur would be singing to them, dancing with them, just being with them-- but he couldn't. He wasn't all too sure Wilbur would wake up tomorrow.

Tommy hugged Tubbo and Niki, sobbing as he watched Sam and Ponk walk over to Wilbur. He started to disconnect himself from the hug as the two picked Wilbur up, yelling to leave him alone. He soon felt gentle hands on his arms holding him back, being pulled into a hug. "Let go, they're going to hurt him," Tommy sobbed, struggling against Niki's grasp. She shushed him, "Tommy, Tommy, they're here to help. They're going to take care of him and make him better. He still has a life, don't worry."

Tommy struggled but gave up, falling practically limp in Niki's arms and she hugged him, Tubbo watching near by with a distant look in his brown eyes. He couldn't stop hearing Wilbur's words echo in his head, "Oh Tubbo's here? Did you find the letters?" What did he mean letter? He knew Tommy got one, but surely he didn't. Right?

"Hey Tommy?" Tubbo asked, voice soft like a rabbit. Tommy looked at him, his red, irritated eyes paining Tubbo. He took it as a signal to ask the question he wasn't sure he wanted to ask anymore. "Did I get a letter?"

"A letter?" Niki asked, raising her head from Tommy's shoulder to look at Tubbo. Tubbo nodded, "Yeah, Wilbur said I got one. Did you see one for me?" Tommy stifined a bit before saying, "Yeah,,, there was one on the tree I found mine." Tubbo sat in silence for a few minutes, the only noises were the hum of insects, the dancing of leaves in the wind, and Tommy's hiccups and sniffles.

He stood up, waving to Niki, before walking back to Tommy's house, spotting the crushed flowers and discarded parchment, only now noticed the now dirty envelope with his name printed in it. He rushed over and picked it up, ripping off the wax seal. He fumbled with the paper, unfolding it and gently ripping the edges with panic, wanting to read what layed inside. When he scanned the paper, he remember- "I can't fucking read."

He groaned, not knowing who to go to to read it. He usually went to Tommy, he always read for him when his mind scrambled the words. But Tommy was hurt, Tubbo didn't want to be the one to tear open his wounds and pour lemon juice in them with forcing him to read for him. He debated his options: Bad? He already had Bad do so much, and he had to deal with Dream now. Fundy? He couldn't make him read his fathers death message- especially if Fundy didn't get one himself. He thought about it more and more, sitting down and messing with the paper in his hands, being inturpted by a looming shadow blocking the sun.

"Hey Tubbo, what's going on?" Eret said, waving down at Tubbo. Tubbo looked in shock, then in anger. He narrowed his eyes, looking down back at the letter in his hands. Eret sighed, "Silence treatment, eh? I guess I deserve it, I did do that,,, whole,,, thing." They say down, not meeting Tubbos eyes. "Look, I'm sorry. I did it for selfish reasons, but I don't want to be the villain in your story, I want to be a friend-"