Tommy's three chapters: happiness
Tubbo's chapters: happy with undertones of angst
The Twins: happiness
Philza: happiness
Oh yeah this is definitely equal
So I decided to make Tommy a little sad
And you sad :)
TW: Minor Character Death lol
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Tommy watched the sun set, the skies turning into magenta's and purples as he walked silently. He was going to come home from school, but the bus broke down so everyone had to walk home or call their parents.
And unluckily, this was one of the days where Tommy left his phone at home to charge, because he didn't charge it while he slept. A bad desicion on his part, really. Unfortunately for him his house if kinda far from here.
Wait, is that a moth?
It was a pretty white fluffy moth flying around, landing onto a picket fence.
He put a finger near it, and got it to sit on his hand, only to smile in delight.
"You like the name Clementine?" Tommy asked. "Personally, I think it suits you."
The moth just laid there.
"Well, Clementine it is."
It flew far, like it was leading him somewhere.
"Clementine! Wait for me-" Tommy chased after the moth.
The moth flew a little far, through an alleyway.
It was dark, and water was dropping from some loose pipe somewhere, steam, probably some dog shit that made the alleyway smell like shit.
Even when he ran, it felt like this alleyway won't end! But there was a glimmer of hope when he saw a bit of light.
At the end, where he popped out of the shadows, he was at a garden.
Falling into the grass, the moth landed on his arm again.
"Is this what you wanted to show me?"
Clementine flaps her wings a little.
He picks up a few flowers and stuffs it in his bag, even making a mini flowercrown for Clementine!
An hour felt like a few minutes, as when he looked up at the sky, it was already turning into hues of purple.
"Clementine, the sky tells me I need to go home now-"
The moth falls asleep on his arm, and Tommy sighs, going back into the alleyway.
The alleyway was like a fucking maze.
After looking around a little, holding his breath because that dog shit somewhere is so disgusting-...
Shit, he doesn't remember how to leave.
"Clem? Buddy, wake up! I kinda need your help!"
The moth didn't wake up, sleeping soundly on his arm.
Tommy decides, FUCK IT! We're not going through the alleyway again.
He moves the moth to his chest, and he climbs up the hedges surrounding this secret garden.
Jumping down the hedge, he ends up in... WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE?
He doesn't recognise anything.
It was already dark, as streetlights start turning on.
He sprinted down the road, not knowing where he's going, as long as he finds some sort of indication on where he is, or a person to ask directions.
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