Wilting Marigolds (dreamxreader)

The New Age

TW: SWEARING, YELLING, BLOOD

Chapter cover image credits to: https://www.livingroomideas.eu

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~~~~ Third Person P.O.V  ~~~~

Tubbo and Wilbur sat on opposite sides of a sleeping Tommy. Tubbo had found the note immediately after Dream left and made quick work of the hybrid potion. He followed Y/N's notes meticulously from recommended brewing temperature to the technique of dropping in ghast tears and glistening melon juice. They had managed to wake Tommy up long enough to drink a dose, almost instantly his stitches healed leaving a ragged pink diamond shape where the arrowhead had been in the middle of his chest. They could only assume the potion was working on replenishing Tommy's lost blood. 

Tubbo was clutching his best friends hand anxiously and Wilbur had begun to pace the small space. It was a nervous wait for them both. What if it didn't work? What if they brewed the potion wrong? What if they didn't give it to Tommy in time? All valid thoughts amongst a billion others that floated between the pair. Their only solid information being the steady pulse Tubbo could feel in Tommy's hand. 

Suddenly, Tubbo felt Tommy's fingers tighten around his. 
"Tommy?" Tubbo said quietly, his head perking up and brown eyes widening. 
"Ugh my head, what the fuck did you guys give me?" Tommy grumbled. 
"TOMMY!" Tubbo embraced his friend tightly and Tommy's arms wrapped around his back in return. 
"Easy mate I'm alright!" Tommy laughed a little. 
"Tommy I swear to god if you scare us like that again..." Wilbur trailed off and came to join in on the hug. 
"Alright alright guys I'm fine I'm a big man!" Tommy protested, eventually his friends let go. Tubbo and Wilbur began to ask questions about what Tommy had said to Dream. Tommy cut them off saying simply, "I've secured L'Manburg's independence."

"You what?!" Wilbur's eyes widened.
"How?!" Tubbo chorused. 
"What? How? What did you do?" Wilbur grasped Tommy's shoulders. 
"I gave him the discs Will, I gave him the discs."
"YOU GAVE UP YOUR DISCS?"
"Both of them?" Tubbo asked Tommy confirmed with a nod. 
"MY RIGHT-HAND MAN TOMMY WHAT THE-" Wilbur cut himself off by hugging Tommy again earning more protests. 
"I need paper, now, I need ink and a quill and paper right now and I need everyone to get down here, right now," Wilbur told Tubbo who nodded and dashed out the door. 

Wilbur knelt behind a chest which he had laid his parchment upon, his hand raised with the quill ready to write. Surrounding him were the leaders of L'Manburg, Tommy immediately on his right where he belonged and Tubbo on the right of Tommy, not wanting to leave his side for a second. Niki had her hand on Wilburs left shoulder and Fundy and Jack peered at the paper over the top of Wilbur's head. On the chest on Wilburs left was a small photograph of Y/N. She was sitting under the L'Mantree drawing in her book, her brow creased in thought and a poppy behind her ear. Her pencil was hovering above the page ready to make another careful mark. One small piece in something larger. They all wished Y/N could be there in person, but this would have to do. 

"The Decree of Independance," Wilbur started. 
"As we gaze upon the swaths of redwood trees. The great hills to our south and the walls that have protected us for years. I, as the now President of L'Manburg." Wilbur paused for a second before whispering to Tommy. 
"We're not democratic I've elected myself," causing him to giggle. 
"I, as the now president of L'Manburg, hereby state" Wilbur continued smiling to himself. Wilbur sucked in a big breath. 
"YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SUCK IT GREEN BOYYY!" Everyone burst out laughing as Wilbur inked his proud statement onto the parchment permanently sealing their moment of joyous victory into the history books. Once the laughing and gasping and wheezing had died down Wilbur finished his final sentence on the decree.