Dead

343 10 5
                                    

"I heard there was a special place,"

So...this was the void, huh?

It's kind of pretty...like I'm surrounded by space, yet I'm still able to breathe.

Though there is a severe lack of women, which is a downside.

"Where men could go and emancipate,"

.....

I remember that song...

It was Wilbur's, right?

The one he sang when...

When...

...

Thats right.

When Schlatt kicked us out of L'manburg.

"The brutality, and the tyranny of their ruler,"

I started walking towards the voice.

Towards his voice.

Though, it is difficult to tell exactly where I am when everywhere looks exactly the same.

"Well, this place is real, you needn't fret,"

I found him.

Wilbur.

He was wearing the outfit he wore when he died.

This was Wilbur.

Not Ghostbur.

Beside him was Schlatt, with his suit.

They looked peaceful.

"With..."

Wilbur sighed, putting the guitar down beside him.

"No-one now..."

Suddenly, he turned towards me, a pitiful smile on his face.

"Hey, Tommy..."

~<•>~

"I'm sorry, Wilbur..."

"Sorry for what, Tommy?"

"For not taking care of L'manburg. For not taking care of our home. I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, Tommy. I should be sorry..."

"Wha- why?"

"Because I brought you and Tubbo, children, into a war that I shouldn't have made you fight."

"But we wanted to-"

"Tommy, stop trying to defend yourself. You are a child."

"I-"

"No, Tommy, you are. Don't deny it. You're not even seventeen yet, and you already died before you even got a chance to live. Consider that for a moment...please..."

"W-wilbur...I-I fought in so many wars and...and...and Tubbo...T-Tubbo.....god, I'm so fucking sorry Tubbo....."

The blond teen threw himself into his older brothers arms, and, for the first time in years, sobbed uncontrollably into his brothers chest.

"Shh, shh, Tommy, it's okay..."

"It's not okay, Wilbur! I-I left my best friend behind! I-I left my new hotel behind! I-I left L'manburg behind! I left...I left...I left my discs...I left my gear...I left..."

"I...I'm really dead, aren't I?"

"Yeah, you are..."

"Oh my god, I'm dead..."

"I'm actually dead..."

"I'm not even seventeen, Wilbur! I'm still a kid! I'm still...I...I'm dead..."

"You are..."

"Cmon, sit for a while."

"You're gonna be here for a while."

~<•>~

388 words

I am in pain dude-

Like, I don't watch Tommy or his streams, but his death just huRT

DSMP oneshotsWhere stories live. Discover now