DreamSMP Stories

Tommy and Tubbo: After Tommy's revival

I walked next to my best friend, leading him to the memorial I made for him. I frowned as we got to the little iceberg and he looked around, silent. We haven't hugged or held hands since he's been back. He's barely even looked at me. Please. I just want Tommy to look at me.

"It's nice, Tubbo," Tommy said at last.

I let out a sigh of relief. "I hoped you'd like it. I have a jukebox, a bench, you know, stuff that makes me think of you," I smiled.

"Yeah. So... How's your new best friend?"

"My what?"

"Your new best friend. You know, Ranboo. They guy you replaced me with after I died."

I looked at Tommy's blank eyes, trying to see if he was joking. I blinked back tears when I realized he wasn't.

"Tommy, I didn't replace you."

"Really? Because you married Ranboo and have an adopted son with him. You're building a mansion with him and you spent the whole time I was trapped with him. It's okay if I'm not as important to you anymore. But please don't lie to me."

I grabbed his hand and he flinched. He tried to pull away but I held on. "Tommy, Please. Look at me," I begged. Reluctantly, he looked down at me.

"I would never replace you Tommyinnit. You are my best friend. For life. You have been for the longest time, and you always will be. Yes, I've grown close with Ranboo. Because he was there for me when I thought I was a horrible person for exiling you. Even though I still think that, he assures me I'm not. And then he was there for me when I thought you died the first time."

I paused and looked at the setting sun, releasing a sigh. Tommy did the same. I looked back at my best friend and continued.

"Ranboo was there for me when you were dead for real. But that doesn't mean I've replaced you. Do you really think I would've stuck around this long just to go and make a new best friend when you died? Ranboo means the world to me. Michael means the world to me. But Tommy, you mean so much more. Even though I exiled you, even though you've roped me into battles I didn't want to fight, I love you. Because at the end of the day you're always there for me, in your own way. And I'll always be here for you. You are my best friend Tommy. Forever."

Tommy let out a small sob, and I felt tears roll down my face. Slowly, I pulled him into a hug. He was shaking at first, but eventually he embraced me back.

"I'm sorry, Tubbo, I-"

"Don't be sorry. I understand why you felt like that, really." we pulled apart and I smiled at my best friend.

"Wanna sit on the bench? Your knees are shaky and I can't tell you have something to say."

He nodded and we sat down together. For a few minutes we watched in silence as the dark water knocked into the iceberg.

"I..." Tommy started, unsure of what to say. "I'm... Tubbo, I'm not... I'm not okay. And I'm not sure I'll get better."

I nodded and gave him a sad smile. "I know. And I understand. I've been there. I haven't had it, how would you say, as bad as you, but I understand."

"Listen to me Tommy. I know you're in a dark spot right now. That it's dark and cold and scary. I know you feel lost and so unlike yourself and out of place. But think of it like night. It's night right now. So yeah, you may be in a dark spot right now. You might be broken and cold and scared. But after night, there's always day. The sun always rises. And when it does, you'll feel the light. You'll be warm and happy, you'll be yourself again. When the sun rises, you'll start to heal. And maybe the night will seem like an eternity. Days, weeks, even months. But the moon always sets and brings day behind it. And I'll be by your side through all of it. The dark, scary nights, and the light, happy days. I'm here for you Tommy. I'll wait for you to be okay again."

We sat in silence for a few moments, thinking about everything said. And finally, for the first time since he was revived, my best friend smiled. It wasn't a big smile, but it was happy. Hopeful, even.

"Tubbo."

"Tommy."

And then he pulled me into a hug. Our first hug in weeks. And we cried, happy and sad tears. But it felt good. I missed my best friend, and he was finally back again.

"I love you Tubbo."

"I love you too Tommy."