FANART ISNT MINE
"I wanna go home."
"Tommy, they're mad at you. Everyone hates you. They don't want you back."
He stood in silence.
"But Ranboo! A- and Tubbo-"
"Tommy. Tubbo hates you. He's done with you. Ranboo forgot about you. I'm the only one left."
"Just go away," Tommy demanded. I need time alone."
"Haven't you gotten enough of that already?"
"Shut it green boy."
Tommy laid down on the grass and stared up at the cloudless sky. It reminded him of when him and Tubbo would lay on a blanket and talk for hours while watching the clouds glide across the sky. Dream laid sat down beside him.
"I'll keep you company. You need it."
"You're not my friend Dream."
"But I can be. Imagine you and i teamed together. Imagine all the power we would have..."
"I don't want power. I want friends."
"I'm right here!" Dream stated, edging on.
Maybe he can help me get back home...
"Fine. Friends I guess."
Dream laughed and Tommy looked into his tiny black eyes. His face drained of color.
"Tommy? Are you good or?"
That laugh. It was his laugh. What the fck am I getting myself into
"I'm fine. It's nothing."
There was nothing but silence.
"I'm tired. Can you fck off so I can lie down?"
"Fine. Bye Tommy. I'll be back soon."
And boom he was gone. Tommy could hear his laugh ringing through his ears.
Sh*t shi*t shi*t shi*t. This is bad.
What happened last night? Tubbo... he was there. But he was ghostly? And his laugh- Dream's laugh. Is Tubbo ok? Is he dead? Did dream do something to him...
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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...
