Soulmates | Tommy, tubbo, ranboo

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— Ophelia , The Lumineers

That was, and always will be, one of Tommy's favourite days, the realisation later on, when he'd turned over his hand, with a singular word written in an olive green handprint: um?
Who knew that a singular word could ever be so important to someone...a singular handprint at that.
Tommy stumbled slightly, startling him out of his trail of thought. Tubbo had the smaller backpack with the food in, whilst Tommy carried the slightly heavier and bigger bag, full with a tent and other supplies. They had persuaded Phil they were responsible enough to go camping on their own, so they were planning on lighting a small fire, and cooking some marshmallows. They both had light sleeping bags as it had been very hot overnight recently, and they didn't want to get too hot whilst sleeping, and end up sleeping outside the tent, as Phil had strictly told them specifically not to do that, which of course meant Tommy would try to...

Tubbo thought they were a bit lost. They'd tried to take a shortcut, after Tommy had persuaded Tubbo it would be a good idea, and they now couldn't find their way back.
"Tommy I think we're lo-"
"No Tubbo we're not lost you've got the map ups- no never mind it's the right...what the fuck??" Tommy soon lost patience with trying to read the compass and map, and handed it back to tubbo, pacing across a patch of ground, before sitting down next to Tubbo, and watching over his shoulder.
"Tubbo, are- are we uh, actually lost?" Tommy asked, slightly worried now.
"Of course not tommy! Not lost, just confused!"
Tommy chuckled, tubbo always knew how to lighten the mood, and was extremely good at making him laugh when he felt down, Tubbo was such a good friend to Tommy, and sometimes he felt he couldn't live up to the same standards, Tubbo just always knew what to say and when to say it, he had such a way with making people happy...Tubbo truly was the best freind he could ever ask for, and he wouldn't change that for the world.
"Hey Tubbo..." he paused, how did he put it? He wasn't the most fluent with words all the time, and particularly wasn't good at giving complements, "Tubbo have I ever told you what a good friend you are? I know I make fun of you sometimes, and I call myself the amazing one here, but in reality, your the one that holds me together sometimes...Tubbo your my best friend, and I want it to stay that way no matter what...thanks for always being there for me buddy."
Tommy looked up from his feet to see Tubbo smiling gently at him. Tubbo knew how hard it was for Tommy to articulate his feelings most of the time, and for him to just blurt this out, his honest feelings and thoughts towards Tubbo...that really meant a lot to him. Tears pricked at the sides of Tubbos eyes, and he smiled over at the younger boy, glad to have a friend like him,

"Tommy, you are and always will be my best friend..."
Tommy grinned over at the older but smaller boy, getting up, and walking over to help Tubbo up too.
A shout echoed from the distance, followed by another, and the sound of footsteps. It seemed scarily close too,
So was this why Phil said not to leave the path?? Tommy questioned to himself, oh shit we might be trouble
He quickly leapt  into a bush, pulling Tubbo after him, and all the bags followed close behind with a slight clatter of noise.
Whilst it might have only been a lone traveller, or someone friendly, they'd been lucky. If they'd waited a few moments more, they might have been seen by the strange green masked man, who was quite literally after their blood, after their brothers had won independence for a small place they called l'manberg where they lived peacefully as a small nation, having only a tiny portion of land, a street where they all lived, and looming walls, that had only one way in and out.
The masked man proclaimed himself as Dream and ruled over the rest of the lands. As much as they had been successful with the war, it was high stakes if any of the so called Dream team caught you outside of l'manberg. Tommy started panicking slightly, looking over at Tubbo, who was staring out in a strange fascination, eyes glossed over and fixated on the lone figure of the man,
"Tubbo," tommy whispered, "we've got to get out of here, we went to north-" Tommy's eyes shot open as a small twig cracked under his weight. The mans , Dreams, head snapped round, scanning the landscape and the trees, checking for any anomalies in the landscape, which could lead to any signs of someone nearby.
Shit

Tommy held his breath as the mans mask passed over there hiding spot. He didn't spot them, thank god...

A/n HELLO? people have actually been reading this? Yooo? *screams* anyways sorry this chapter was a bit late, ngl completely forgot I was going for a semi regular upload schedule 😍

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