Tommyinnit and Tubbo | Short Stories

Better Life (2)

Contains :
Swearing

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Technoblade was the first to wake up out of the 3 remaining in the house. He woke up to silence. Why is it so quiet? Isn't Tommy and Tubbo awake? Techno thought. He shrugged the feeling off before looking down at his laptop, which had a paper with a paragraph written on it.

Technoblade picked up the paper and read it through. He eyes immediately widened as he finished it, panic going through his body as he read the note again and again to make sure he wasn't imagining it.

"WAKE UP TECHNO! WAKE UP!" Technoblade shouted at himself as started to slap his own cheeks. Tears threatening to spill out of his eyes as the door slammed open. "TECHNO? ARE YOU OKAY?" Wilbur said rushing to the boy, Philza behind him. Technoblade looked at them with fears in his eyes before running out of the room, leaving the paper on his desk.

"Where is he going?" Wilbur asked in concern. "I'm not sure, let's follow." Philza suggested. Wilbur nodded and followed Techno to Philzas room. "Why are we in here?-" Phil asked as he watched Techno look around. "P-PAPER! WHERE IS IT?!" Techno yelled as he looked on Phil's bed. "What paper?" Phil asked. Techno ignored the question until he spotted it on Phil's desk in the corner. He ran to it quickly picking it up scanning through it. "What is that? And where is Tommy and Tubbo?!" Wilbur asked. "Here..And Wilbur follow me." Techno said as he rubbed his eyes, stopping the tears from falling. Soon giving the paper to Phil that was written for him. Techno walked out the room, Wilbur behind him, and shut the door. Giving Phil sometime to read it.

Techno guided Wilbur to his room, now looking for the paper. "What are we looking for?" Wilbur asked. "A paper." Techno said sternly. Wilbur hummed and looked around his room. "This thing?" Wilbur questioned pointing to his guitar with a paper in between the strings. "YES! Now read it." Techno said walking out of the room.

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Phil watched as Techno and Wilbur left the room, paper in his hand. Phil looked down at the paper reading it. His eyes widened in fear, reading it again. "W-what?.." Phil said to himself. He hoped it was a dream, wishing his two sons were here laughing. But they weren't, and it was his fault. Phil blamed himself as he sat on his bed, crying his eyes out.

He cried until he fell asleep again, his eyes stained with tears and his cheeks were puffy.

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Wilbur was confused as Techno walked out of the room covering his face. Where is Tommy and Tubbo? Is the only question Wilbur had in his head. Wilbur sighed as he heard small cries coming from Phil's room, this worried him.

Wilbur grabbed the paper out of his guitar and prepared for the worst. He read the note, and kept a straight face. He REFUSED to believe it was real, but then again. It made sense.

All those nights where Wilbur comforted Tommy and Tubbo after Bad days when Phil wasnt there.

All those nights where Wilbur taught them combat to protect themselves since Phil didn't want to.

All those nights Wilbur fed the boys after a long day of work.

All those nights he spent with them to make sure they felt loved.

Although Wilbur was upset and devastated, he was glad they made this decision. He wished they would've told him so he could help.

Wilbur knew it wasn't his fault, but he felt like he could've done something to prevent it. But what?

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Techno left Wilbur rooms and headed to his own. He felt so many emotions, both sad and mad and scared.

Sad that they left him. His younger brothers were gone and he couldn't do anything about it.

Mad at himself for not realizing what Phil was doing.

Scared of the damage or injuries they may get or the sickness they may get. Or even worse..
death.

He didn't even want to THINK about that thought. He wasn't even mad they took his stuff, more thankful that they took it to survive. Even though Techno stood up countless nights getting the items.

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All three boys stood in their rooms that day. Still processing what had happened.

They all heard the small cries coming from each room and the small thuds they made when they got mad at something.

All of them would dearly miss the boys.

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