𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 | 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐦𝐩

{ he's proud }

Tubbo and I walked through the nether and into the hub. We walked along the Prime Path when we entered the Overworld. We found the bench and sat down, calmly. I nodded, "We have both the disks. We did it."

Tubbo smiled, "This is so surreal."

"We won." I stated.

"We don't win often, do we?"

"No, we really don't." I chuckled.

Wilbur's voice echoed out from nowhere, "And you're not dead."

"Wha-" Tubbo stuttered, looking around.

"I'm frankly very impressed." the voice said.

"Ghostbur?" I asked, trying to find the source of the voice.

"No, I'm not Ghostbur. Tommy, I'm very impressed." it said, quietly

"Hello, Wilbur." I said, quietly.

"Hello! Have you missed me?" Wilbur asked, loudly.

Tubbo crossed his arms, "Sure."

"You know, from day one... you wouldn't be able to get it past me that you would be able to successfully, peacefully, stop Dream. Remember when we started L'manberg? You were pretty short-tempered. I'm surprised you managed to get this far without, uh... without killing him." Wilbur replied.

"How are you here?" I asked.

"I honestly don't know. I felt the plain of my existence and yours getting smaller. I mean, thank you for taking me away from that Schlatt fella, I was stuck with him for three bloody months."

"Where's Ghostbur!?"

Wilbur groaned, "I don't know. I don't know where that crazy son of a bitch has gone."

I rolled my head back on the bench, "Oh no."

"I just wanted to say, I was very ready to see you here. It felt like your presence was slowly growing in the afterlife, but here we are and you're still alive. You never seem to die, do you?"

"I thought you were dead."

"I am dead. Let's be real here, I'm dead. I'm a dead man. Tommy... Tubbo... I'm proud."

Tubbo perked up, "Do you wanna be alive again?"

"Oh, hell no. I just wanted to ask you guys how you got the disks back. How are you alive?"

"I don't know, I was pretty sure I was gonna die at one point." Tubbo replied.

I shook my head, "How are you here!?"

Wilbur chuckled, "You can never take things as how they are, can you? You've always gotta ask questions."

I just stared into the distance. Wilbur's voice was bright, "C'mon, let's see a smile! C'mon! Cheer up, mate! Look, you win! Why you gotta look so sad about everything all the time, man? Turn that frown upside down."

Tubbo and I didn't respond. Wilbur continued, "You guys aren't every talkative."

We still didn't say anything. He huffed, "Look, I don't know how much time I've got here and if you want to use that time to sit here in complete silence-"

I cut him off, "Wilbur..."

Tubbo whispered to me, "I like Ghost Wilbur better."

I nodded to him. Wilbur cleared his throat, "Look, I just want to know how you got to this point without bloody killing Dream."

It was hard for me to talk but I did, "We went and we fought him, and he said he'd kill Tubbo and I spent a week getting supplies and..." -I paused- "I'm quite unsettled by your presence."

"Yeah, I get that a lot. I hear that from a lot of people, especially women." Wilbur joked.

I didn't laugh. He grunted, "The fact that you didn't laugh at that makes it far worse, come on Tommy."

I chuckled and he kept talking, "You're right on edge."

"Well, I just-"

He cut me off, "What did you do?? How did you get the disks back, man!?"

"Wilbur... we can bring you back." I stated.

"Wh-What?"

"The reason Dream's not dead is because we can bring you back with him."

"But I don't wanna."

Tubbo looked into the sky, "Are you sure?"

"Wait so, the man who... you.. the reason Dream's alive is because you want me back alive?" Wilbur asked, processing his thoughts.

I nodded, "Yeah."

"Ohhhh my goddd. I was so free! I was liberated! And now you've come and..."

I looked at Tubbo, "Tubbo... did we do the right thing?"

Wilbur huffed, "Tommy, he's gonna bring Schlatt back as well."

"What!?"

Tubbo's eyes widened, "Has he changed!? Maybe he's different! Wilbur!?"

"Is he gonna bring Schlatt back!?" I yelled out.

Wilbur's voice was quiet, "You're fading."

"Is Schlatt different!?" Tubbo asked.

"Talking about Schlatt!? I never knew the man! He just beat me in the election, didn't he!?" Wilbur said, angrily.

"Well, is he peaceful!?"

"He's drinking whiskey and smoking all the time! Guys, what the fuck have you done!? The one thing I wanted was to stay fucking dead!!"

His voice kept getting quiet. I sighed, "Oh no."

"You're gonna kill Casper the friendly ghost!! You're a ridiculous child!" Wilbur complained.

"I'm not a fuckin' child, Wilbur!! You dirty, grown-ass man! You stupid fuck! You've caused so much hurt!!" I yelled.

Wilbur paused, "I'm proud of you, Tommy."

GO CHECK OUT THREATS!!! third book in the series :] (in progress)