Your Tubbo

꧁What The Muffin?!꧂

'What the muffin?! What happened?!' Bad said as soon as he opened the door to the trio. 'We'll explain later but right now, Tubbo needs help.' Quackity carried the boy inside and put him down on a nearby bed as Bad ran to the kitchen to get skeppy and the first aid kit. 'What's up Bad?' Skeppy questioned as Bad rushed in and back out with the med kit. Quickly peeking out the door, he saw Tubbo in his beaten state and immediately running out of the kitchen, probably leaving the oven on, to help.

Hours later, Bad comes down the stairs and Skeppy follows him soon after. Both boys look tired but relieved. 'Bad, Skeppy? Is Tubs okay?' Tommy asked quickly. He'd quite clearly been panicking for the last two and a half hours. 'Yes Tommy, he's okay now. May have taken two hours but he'll be fine.' Bad replied, trying his best to calm Tommy. 'Two hours, thirty-six minutes and seventeen seconds, you mean-' the blond mumbled. 'What was that Tommy?-' Skeppy inquired, his diamond coloured hair falling infront of his face. 'W.. what? Nothing. It was nothing.' He stuttered. 'Can I go see him now Bad?' The boy was slightly more excited now, hoping he could see his best friend. 'Yeah yeah! You can see him Tommy. You too, Quackity. Will's up there with him at the moment.' Bad responded happily. It was almost like things were starting to go well today. He had to make the most of it. Who knows how long it would last?...

'Tubbo!' The boy said fairly loudly as he ran past BadBoyHalo and up the stairs to where his brothers were. He held his breath as he swung around the doorframe. Making sure he didn't trip over, he stumbled into his older brother who was there waiting for him. 'Wilbur! You're okay!' Tommy laughed. He couldn't help himself! His big bro was still alive and breathing! Sitting back down beside Tubbo's bed with Will, he was overjoyed yet something felt off. Gut wrenching guilt was all he could describe it as- 'You really that happy to see me toms?' He giggled as they hugged for the for the first time in that felt like years. 'Of course I am!' The blonde blurted back. 'I missed you so much! Don't do that to me again, big man!' We laughed again. **'Big man wimblur! Ooooh I'm so happy you're not dEaD!'** The curly haired boy mocked sarcastically. Creaks on the stairs indicated that someone was coming to check on them, but the pair were too absorbed in one another to really notice or care. 'Tommy! Why you making such a racket up there?!' Quackity peeked his head around the half open door. 'Wait-' he continued without letting the child finish. Anyone could tell Tommy was slightly annoyed by the was he jokingly crossed his arms and poured at big Q. 'Wilbur?- you're alive?!' He said, almost as surprised as he had been when they'd first found Tubs. 'Yeah! I'm here! Honestly blame BadBoyHalo-' He laughed again. Will was just happy to see all his friends again. 'Just- just a quick question.' Will begun. 'What the hell happened to Tubs while I was dead?' Tommy immediately clammed up. 'I... I may have told him...' Tommy stuttered, scared his brother would be disappointed in him. 'Told who Tommy?' Wilbur grew more concerned with each passing second of silence. 'S... Schlatt... I told him everything Will! About you, about tubbo, about Pogtopia and the flower field! I... this is all my fault! I'm sorry!-' The blond teen had started tearing up at this point, attempting to hold it together while Quackity was stood there with them. Wilbur pulled his brother in for a hug, rolling onto the bed beside his best friend. It was obvious this was Wilbur's bed as there were still semi-fresh crimson blood stains on the plain white sheets.
'Oh shit-' Quackity whispered.