Chapter 2

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Wilbur had gone to bed late, as he stayed up with Phil a little while longer. So, when he was awoken by banging on the front door, he wasn't happy. However, when he got up to open the door, he saw it was Tubbo, Tommy's best friend.

"Good morning Wilbur. Is Tommy home? I need to see him. Now." Tubbo tried to push past Wilbur, but he pulled him back.

"Why on earth are you banging on our door at eight in the morning?" Wilbur asks, still blocking him from the entrance.

"Something has happened. Something rather bad."

"Tubbo, I told you already that bees just go to sleep when the weather gets cold. They aren't dead."

"No, no it's not that. Please let me in, it's cold out here."

Wilbur gave in and let him inside. Tubbo went straight to Tommy's room. He quite literally slammed the door open, scaring Tommy awake.

"What the fuck Tubbo! What was that for!" Tommy bolted out of bed and rubbed his eyes. Tubbo's real name was Toby, but he's called him Tubbo since forever that it felt weird to call him by anything else.

"Something happened last night and I need your help."

"Help with what?"

"I um, maybe kind of sort of gotten myself involved with friends of the king."

It took Tommy a second to process that. "You did WHAT?"

"I'll explain if you get out of bed and come with me."

Tommy didn't argue. He hastily got dressed and combed his blonde hair while Tubbo joined Wilbur in making coffee. He emerged in a faded red and white shirt with a wool jacket. Tubbo saw he was ready, thanked Wilbur, and practically pulled Tommy out of the house.

They managed to walk a couple blocks before Tommy remembered. "Wait," he told Tubbo. "I forgot something, i'll be right back." He jogged back the way they came and back into his room. He had forgotten to put the sleeve of discs in his pocket. They rejoined, and Tubbo led him to a half burned down building. It hit Tommy that this was the house that he saw burn the night before. Logs were still smoking and hot coals were scattered around.

"Tubbo- what is this? Why would you bring me here?" Tommy asked.

"Last night, I was out running errands when I saw people light the house on fire. I tried to put it out with water that's meant for horses- oh god, I stole some poor horse's water!"

Tommy rolled his eyes as Tubbo continued. "And then, the men who put the fire there in the first place saw me."

"What is your point of this story?"

"I think they were the king's High Guards. You know, the one with the white goggles and the other one with the white headband?"

If the High Guards were involved, it must be serious. While it wasn't uncommon for the king to order executions or command the burning of houses, his own personal guards never got involved. And if they saw Tubbo witness it...

Figures were approaching the house, and Tubbo told him to hide behind hay bales nearby. Four people made their way to the space in front of the house. One of them was in handcuffs, the other three had their hoods up. But Tommy didn't need their hoods to be down to know who they were. The blue, red, and white cloak boy was George, a High Guard. The red, orange, black and white cloaked person was Sapnap, the other High Guard. That only meant that the green and gold cloaked one was Dream: their king. Tommy had never seen Dream before in person, and his masked face was even more haunting.

The three lowered their hoods, and Sapnap, who was holding the man in the handcuffs, shoved the man onto his knees. He had darker skin, and was wearing a red and black leather mask that only left his eyes free, which were widened in fear.

"Do you know why you're here?" Dreams voice echoes off the surrounding houses.

"It thought we were friends, man! What the hell!" The man looks at Sapnap, pleadingly.

"You stole from the castle, then lied about it. I have no mercy for liars," Sapnap responded calmly. "And you want to know what happens to liars, Ponk? You're right in front of it. You stole from the wrong people."

Dream stepped in and pulled aside his cloak to reveal a sword sheath. He pulled the sword out, and the blue-tinted weapon shone in the sunlight. Watching from the hay bale, Tommy held his breath and prepared to close his eyes. He didn't want a front row seat to an execution.

    Dream raised the sword, but instead of slicing through Ponk , he sliced through the handcuffs. "Have fun finding your family's bones in the ashes," he said as he sheathed his sword.

    Tommy and Tubbo waited until Dream started to walk away, calling his guards to come with him. Dream did not look back on the burned house and the weeping man once.

    Tommy didn't know exactly what crime he committed, but he sympathised, even felt bad for Ponk. Why didn't they just kill him? It wouldn't have made a difference to Dream, a man who kills and commands to kill every day.

Once they were out of sight and Ponk was distracted, Tommy and Tubbo started to make their way back. Suddenly, a figure blocked their way when they cut through an alleyway between two houses. Tommy recognized the white headband and red cloak at once. Shit.

"You didn't think I would let you get away that easily, did you?" His voice was deep and scratchy.

Tommy and Tubbo were too stunned to move. When they didn't say anything, Sapnap continued. "I recognize you," he pointed to Tubbo. "You were the one that tried to play hero last night."

Tubbo shrunk. "Well, I'm not the hero because obviously, I failed pretty miserably," he said shakily.

Sapnap laughed. "I could kill you right now, and no one would know. Espionage is punishable by death, you know."

"We don't work for anyone," Tommy spoke up.

"Then what do you want? Why were you here in the first place?"

"What I want is for you to get the fuck out of our way," Tommy snapped. He did realize that he was speaking to a High Guard, but after seeing what they did to Ponk, Tommy was not going to hold himself back.

Tommy began to push past him, but he had underestimated his strength. Sapnap shoved him back hard. The momentum caused Tommy to slam into Tubbo, lose his balance, and fall. During this, the discs flew out of his pocket and landed a few feet away. Sapnap's attention moved from Tommy to the discs. Tommy knows that everyone knew the legend of them, and he wasn't doubting that Sapnap didn't.

He panicked, but left his face free of it. Panicking would cause suspicion. Tubbo stared in awe at the discs on the ground, then urgently at Tommy. They seemed to not be broken or scratched, which was good.

Tommy slowly retrieved his discs while cautiously watching Sapnap, who was watching his every move. He slipped them back into his pocket and relaxed. He looked back at Sapnap, who was now quiet, and a sense of confusion on his face.

Sapnap shook his head. "It's not worth it. Leave before I unsheath my sword and kill you both."

Tubbo helped Tommy to his feet and together, they moved past Sapnap.
Tommy placed his hand protectively over the pocket with the discs, just in case.

Then, he heard a whisper from Sapnap. If his senses were not on high alert, he wouldn't have heard it.
"I'll see you soon."

Tommy stopped breathing for a second and his blood went cold. He knew.

Notes: The whole deal with Ponk stealing from from the castle and being punished for it does coordinate with the actual streams! Except Ponk and Alyssa stole Sapnaps chest plate and Sapnap hunted them down which caused a whole thing. I did the best I could with making this detail as close as I could to my story while making the general aspect of it the same. Also, I did not include Alyssa in this story since she doesn't really have anything to do with the lore, and later on she isn't on the smp at all :(

And don't worry, the story will be picked up soon. Right now it's just world building!

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