|| The Wish... || MCYT + DSMP + SMPE ||

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Tommy hated exile.

That was a given...

But he felt worse for trusting Dream to be his friend...

Dream had said he would visit Tommy every week.

Dream hadn't been there in what he thought was nine months.

Tommy was alone.

Purely alone.

None of his family or friends cared about him anymore.

He knew that everyone blamed him for what happened.

He knew that everyone was better off without him.

The only one he missed anymore was Tubbo.

The brunette with green eyes that always made his day so much better.

The one who brought him out of his shell and turned him into what he was before exile.

Before trauma.

Before losing two of his lives.

Before going through the horrid process of respawning.

Before being manipulated by Wilbur.

Before being mentally abused by Wilbur.

Before being there at the center of the explosions when they went off.

After losing his first life he had made a promise to himself that he wasn't able to keep.

Protect Tubbo from losing any more lifes.

He hated himself for not being able to keep the promise.

But that didn't hurt him the most.

What he said to Tubbo did.

Not what Tubbo said, what he said.

He had said that the discs were worth more than Tubbo.

That wasn't true and he wished he hadn't said it.

He was brought out of his thoughts when something was in his little cave he had made after Logstishire was blown up.

He hadn't left even after Dream forgot about him.

He never ran away.

Just moved into a cave a while away.

He heard something at the entrance of the cave.

He looked over not caring if it was a mob or something.

It was a blonde he recognized, but one he didn't want to see.

His father was there.

"If your going to kill me, just end it quickly."

"What? No. I'm here because I care!" Philza said.

. . .

He looked over not caring if it was a mob or something.

It was a blonde he recognized, but one he didn't want to see.

His father was there.

He had came to check on what happened seeing as Tommy had disappeared during exile after Dream forgot to go visit.

He wasn't expecting to see his youngest child on a straw mattress with smothered, ripped, and thin cloths.

The blonde slowly looked away from the father and just went back to staring at the wall of the cave.

"Tommy?" Philza asked scared.

"...Yeah...?" Tommy said as a respond his voice cracking and horse from no water in a while.