Soulmates | Tommy, tubbo, ranboo

5

—  The other side of paradise , glass animals

Tubbo ran over to a pile of stone, that was lying by the shell of their house,
"Tommy, help me lift this!" Tubbo called out, attempting to lift a heavy slab of stone, that laid flat on the grass, odd for where and when it was, it seemed to have a slight unnatural lean to it. Tommy dropped his bag on the grass, and ran over, grabbing the other side of the slab, and lifting it up, revealing a hole, not too deep, but also deep enough to hide a person, maybe even three....the light caught a glimmer, and the two boys looked to see a disheveled Phil crouched in the corner, whilst Wilbur and Techno stood, slightly bent over in wills case, due to his height, with a bow and a sword out respectively, Wilbur had the bow string back taught, and was aiming up. The second the two young men realised who it was, they dropped their weapons, and attempted to clamber out of the hole. Tommy and Tubbo both offered down their hands, techno grabbing onto Tubbos, his torn and dusty, once red cloak, waving in an imperceptible breeze, whilst Wilbur grabbed Tommy's arm, his yellow sweater brushed with powdered stone, and discoloured from what looked like mud. Phil stood up, clambering out of the hole, with slight assurance from techno, and walking round to stand with the rest.
Tommy broke the silence,
"So what- what happened?"
Phil grimaced, and Wilbur sighed slightly, before speaking up,
"Dream, he gave us an ultimatum, and we...I thought that a single piece of TNT couldn't do that much damage...they planted the entire underground, everything...if it hadn't been for the lake, we wouldn't have survived-" he broke off, and looked over to Techno, the two of them communicating silently, "we're not- we're not sure where Fundy and Niki are, though they weren't here when shit went down, so hopefully they're safe..." Wilbur smiled tightly at the two, the pain he usually masked so well evident in his face.
Tommy and tubbo glanced at each other, the silent question in Tommy's face easy for tubbo to read, he nodded his head in response.
"We- we saw dream-"
Techno glanced over, suddenly interested in the conversation again.
"He was in the woods...we saw him and he- he didn't see us, but it was close...we hid! We hid in a bush till he went away," tommy said, proud of himself as he said the last bit.
"He wasn't wearing his mask properly...I saw under it," Tubbo spoke up. Tommy gasped, suprised that tubbo didn't tell him, and that it happened in the first place.
"What- what do you mean tubbo?" Techno asked in his gravelly voice.
"I mean, I saw under his mask, techno, techno.... he doesn't- doesn't have a face like us...in fact it didn't look like he had one, just eyes and a nose, of some form-" Tubbo cut off, clapping his hands over his mouth after realising what he said.
"You mean to tell me...he might not be all he seems?" Techno asked, staring confused at the younger boy.
Tubbo nodded his head, eyes wide and hands still covering his mouth.
"This could definitely...definitely be useful..."
Techno chuckled darkly, no doubt to do with his "master plan"

(Technos POV mmm yes 1st person amirite chat)

Tubbo just told us soemthing very important, chat.
Technowise, technoheal, E
Stop being so chaotic, this could help us revive him, one final time, perhaps permanently...
Pog, Technopog, E, apples, ($100/ can you say hi Jasper)
If we get schlatt back, we might be able to gain the upper hand idiots-
Look, guys, we have the option here to bring back someone that could give us the upper hand, you guys gonna help or not?

I shook my head, shaking away the voices for a short while,
"Thank you tubbo" I grunted at him, giving the boy an impression of a warm smile, or at least the closest thing that could be got with my scarred face and lips, which were permanently pulled up into a tight grimace up on one side of my face. I wouldn't call it ugly, not when I had to look at it in the mirror everyday, it was a symbol of how hard I was willing to fight for myself and the people close to me, anyone, anyone, that shows me kindness, I always swear that I'll repay it, and I don't take that lightly, and the same goes for the opposite. I will get my vengeance on dream, whether I die trying.

(No POV)

Techno seemed lost in thought, Tommy and Tubbo glanced at each other, before walking over to where Phil was consoling Wilbur.
"B- but Phil , that was the guitar-" will sniffled, leaning into Phils jacket and shoulder

"Oh I want to be a baby again, oh I want to for- get..."

"Will, I know it won't be the same, but I promise I'll find you a really really similar guitar, perhaps so similar it looks and feels identical?" Phil smiled down at the young man, who was silently crying to himself. As he noticed Phil looking down, he covered his face, and curled up, rocking back and forth slightly.
"Hey Phil," Tubbo said, a slightly grim smile stuck to his face.
"Hey Tubbo, tommy," he said, glancing up and patting the ground beside him, the opposite side to Wilbur, who was peeking out at the two, before quickly turning to look across the crater, where water from the small lakes poured into the basin.
Tubbo and tommy sat down, tommy offering Tubbo to sit next to Phil, which he refused and sat slightly further away.
Tommy sniffled slightly as he thought of everything so many people had lost in the space of such a short time.

So much gone from a single action, a chain reaction that can so quickly become something much much bigger than anyone....

In truth, tommy really missed the old days, when they could be carefree, joke around, do whatever the hell they wanted...

In truth, tommy missed simple, a simple generic teen life, nothing special about him, a friend group that wasn't just Tubbo, he missed so much that would never be the same again.

I miss you, mom

He smiled through tears he wasn't aware were falling, and looked up towards the distant clouds, that seemed to stretch endless across the sky, wisps of marshmallow sunk in a cerulean sky. He felt an arm around his shoulder. Comforting him, it seemed. He glanced over to see Tubbo sitting next to him, leaning in to give him a form of hug,

"Hey tubster," his voice came out raspy, and cracked at the end, nothing near his usual high pitched self. In response, Tubbo shuffled closer, pressing his face into Tommy's side, and smiling into his shirt. Tommy lent his head atop tubbos, smiling slightly, though from a distance it could've been a grimace.

The two boys shadows lengthened, and they slowly fell asleep on each other's shoulders, half moon rising into the sky to provide a ghostly glow to the moment. Phil stood over the two kids, smiling. He shrugged off his long coat, and placed it over the two as a little tent sort of thing. Wilbur was sprawled under his dusty yellow sweater, and techno had wrapped himself into his royal red cloak. Phil watched them all sleep gently into the morning, and as first light dawned, he finally found rest.

A/n W o W that was fun to write :]  bit of a long chapter hah- *dies* also I really appreciate any votes on these chapters, it find it really motivating to see people actually enjoying what I'm writing, so now vote before I steal your kneecaps /j

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