Tommy one-shots (ON HOLD)

Mom?

This is a realistic Minecraft

The grass looks greener.. but then again I wouldn't know if it truly is greener or if I just forgot what the colour of grass looks like, I honestly wouldn't be surprised considering I've been dead for months or in real time like three days, but still it's felt like forever.

I continued walking towards the path not failing to pick any flowers in my path and say 'Hello' to the passing animals.

I make it to the path after various stops, most are because I wanted to chat with the animals but that part doesn't/shouldn't matter. The first person I see is Tubbo, he doesn't say anything he just stares he looks almost dun founded, giving me that look that says 'I just saw a fucking ghost' and I think that 'ghost' is me.

I shrug it off and continue on my journey down the path. Finally reaching my destination 'Puffy's therapy' I enter the building seeing Puffy at the front desk looking through the request books.

"Hey puffy." She looked up from the books scattered on her desk I saw many emotions flicker in her eyes. Sadness, confusion, fear, etc. Mostly sadness though.

"How long have I been up for fuck sakes." She said rubbing her eyes, she has deep dark bags under her eyes and it's sort of messy in here, I doubt she's left the office since the whole death thing.

"Puffy, I'm real. I'm alive, Dream resurrected me. This right now is real. I'll slap you if you'd like." She shook her head and stood up coming from around the desk and quickly embraced me in a tight hug.

"I've never told you this but I think of you as a son. It all started at your exile I had this urge to make sure you had everything you need and to just care for you." It took a while for me to process the words, I've never had a good parental figure on this server. Phil killed my brother and favourited Techno and Sam let me die in prison, I'm sure I'll forgive him soon just not now.

I didn't respond I just let silent sobs out onto her shoulder as she rubbed circles on my back.

She sat me down on a waiting chair as she wrote my name in a book and set it in a chest.

"Let's go home. How does that sound?"

"Great actually.." I stood up and we left the building, walking to my shack with puffy. Once we arrived I collapsed onto my bed I guess you could say I'm tired.

Puffy sat beside my bed and rested her head next to mine.

"Night night momma."
I closed my eyes a few seconds later the last think I saw where a few tears escaping her eyes and the last thing I heard was 'Good night bubs.'

This is nice.

Hey I'm proud of you for pushing through all this shit because you can't enjoy the good without the bad