"Wecome to Ghost Town!"

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(WILBURS POV)
Also before we start so people will understand Ghostbur is a part of Wilbur which escaped from him and is now his ghostly form in the main world. Ghostbur is Wilburs kind side meaning Wilbur basically has no heart in this world and is a bitch to everyone
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As I woke up and stared at the long line of clouds that never ended in this hell hole. I left my little wooden house and went to the garden.

The garden was the only place I could let out a deep breath and try to regain a little bit of my heart. Although I didn't like being nice I wanted to feel good for once.

I approached my usual spot in the garden when I saw something limp sitting right there where I sit everyday. I hurried up a bit to see who joined the realm of ghosts, or as we call it "Ghost Town".

I flipped over the knocked out person who had a large scar down their chest and scars all around their face.

I pulled off the mask to see who it was...

(BACK TO TOMMYS POV)

I woke up. I didn't think I would. My surroundings seemed calming. I slowly got up. Looking around the small spruce house I was sitting in.

I got out of the comfortable bed and walked on the hard ground. I stubbed my toe on the furnace sitting slightly close to the bed.

"FUCK"

I shook my toe and opened the furnace. It had cooked porkshops in it. I pulled them out and quickly ate them.

I walked outside and looked at the long line of clouds. In the distance I saw another home. This time it looked like a house someone in L'manberg would have built.

I can't wait to see L'manberg again. My home.

I had to squint to see that there was something else in the distance. I saw a light blue flower and grass. I slowly walked over passing the house which I thought I saw a figure in put I knew shrugged it off.

When I arrived at the unknown destination I realized it was a small garden. I walked through the garden realizing it wasn't quite "small"

I heard two figures talking back and forth. I walked towards the unknown people hoping for a answer. Wherever I was it was really cloudy. I didn't like it much.

I walked over and saw what looked like a ram and a boy with brown hair sitting on a large rock talking about something.

As I got closer I realized that "something" was me. I listened to the voices talk and then the voices became more clear to who was talking.

I stood up and shouted into the mist...

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(Wilburs POV)

It was Tommy...

"TOMMY WAKE UP!"

I quickly picked up my younger brother and hurried him to my house. Passing Schlatt on the way his eyes darted to me as I ran past him with a body in my hands.

I placed Tommy in my bed and put a wet towel on his head. Looking at all his scars put so much weight on my chest.

I felt burning tears come to my eyes and slowly fall down my face. I couldn't believe he was here.

"Whoever did this to you is going to pay little brother... I promise.."

I took the wet cloth off Tommy's forehead and went back to the garden. Passing Schlatt on the way he joined me on my walk.

"Well tell me Wilbur. Who was it?"

"Nobody important it doesn't matter Schlatt"

"Wilbur nobody makes you run that or makes you cry"

"So what if this person is important to me! I don't care!" I screamed

"WILBUR. CALM DOWN GOD DAMNIT"

I took a deep breath. I sighed letting the rage out.

"It was Tommy. Happy?" 

Schlatts face went blank. I stared at him confused.

"They weren't lying about Tommy being kidnapped.. or did he actually... die on his own..?"

"I don't know Schlatt but lets talk more at the rock. Alright?" 

"Alright"

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(TUBBOS POV)

I ran towards Wilburs house. Here I was back in Ghost Town, the last place I ever wanted to be. It was so long ago when I left. I stayed here for a bit before I left unannounced and didn't come back.

My house was just outside the mist of Wilbur and Schlatts homes. It was still considered the lands of Ghost Town tho. I hated that but right now I didn't have time for caring about a dumb house.

I ran inside Wilburs house looking for Tommy. I searched everywhere. Tommy seemed to be nowhere! Where could this dumbass be?!

I checked Schlatts house, the community buildings, guest houses, EVERYTHING! Nothing.

The only place I hadn't checked was the garden. The garden is so large that there is no chance even looking in the garden. 

"Maybe Wilbur or Schlatt would know where Tommy is!" I thought to myself.

I went to the usual spot Wilbur goes to try and calm himself down. There with him was Schlatt and Wilbur who were talking about something. 

I soon learnt it was about Tommy. So he was here. 

"WILBY?! SCHLATT?!" I heard someone shout from the mist. The mist cleared and there stood Tommy.

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(TOMMYS POV)

"WILBY?! SCHLATT" I called into their direction. 

The mist cleared revealing myself to my brother and enemy. I ran over to Wilbur wanting to cry. I can't believe it I was going to see Wilbur again! I was going to be able to hug him grab him and never have to let go..

I hugged Wilbur. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my body and silence fell. I cried into Wilburs warming yellow shirt. I looked up at my brothers warming eyes.

I then heard the crunch of a stick from behind me. I quickly spun around to face Tubbo staring at me. I looked at the shock in Schlatts face and Wilbur went pale. Tubbo looked upset.

I stood there in the middle of the 3. I couldn't help myself but be confused. I haven't ever seen them be this odd before. Tubbo looked up to Wilbur but now Tubbo looks as if he is face to face with the demon himself.

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm sorry there was a lot of POV changes during this chapter ;- ;

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