FANART ISNT MINE
Was it over?
Light. The light of day surrounded Tommy. The warmth of the sun against his cold, wet skin.
"Tommy! Tommy are you ok?!"
A smooth voice rang through his ears. He opened his eyes and saw a person standing over him, peering into his eyes. His blonde hair covering his black, lifeless eyes.
"Dream?" Tommy questioned.
"Tommy! You're ok!"
"How did I- I thought I died..."
"So did I," announced Dream. His limd colored hoodie was dripping wet.
"So... I'm not dead?"
"Nope. I saw you floating on the water early this morning. I boated out but I thought I already lost you."
What the fck- Tommy thought to himself.
He sat up and looked around. His shoes were still in the wet sand. His belt and bags were laying beside him. He was soaking wet and cold. Tommy turned around and looked behind him.
"Tommy..." Dream started.
"MY CAMP!" Tommy shouted. His tent was blown to pieces. His chests and bed were gone. Everything he had worked for was gone.
"It was like this when I got here. I'm sorry Tommy"
He stared at the ruins in disbelief.
"I saved what I could..." Dream stated.
He pulled some flesh, potatoes, one fish, and a diamond from his backpack.
"Who did it?" Tommy questioned.
"Someone back home. Probably Tubbo. He's pissed at you."
Tommy gathered his remaining items and stood up. He was quite dizzy, but still managed to make it to his destroyed camp.
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Empty Promises
FanfictionCover: @altostratus_6 on Twitter -Description- Tommy and Tubbo have been friends practically all their lives. Promises were made and broken. They have to learn to live alone, without one another. They've always had someone to lean on. They're all al...
