Dream Smp Oneshots, Headcannons and Short Stories.

A Fool To Trust (Part 1)

  Note: I made this back on November 15th, because my theory was that Tubbo was the traitor for November 16th (we see how wrong I was)

    Tommy looked up, seeing Tubbo's outline against the smoke rising up from the crater that was L'manburg. Tasting the tears and the blood running down his face, the once confident blonde muttered one word over and over again.

"Why?"

Between the insane smile that stretched across Tubbo's face and the pity in his eyes, Tommy knew the one that had caused all this destruction was his former best friend, the one he would have once trusted with his life.

Finally, Tubbo spoke, "They were in the way Tommy, they were the ones that brought this upon themselves."

Accepting that all of his friends and his enemies were dead, Tommy crumpled, and a mixture of grief and exhaustion overtook his body.

A week Before The Explosion

Taking a step towards his once vice-president, Wilbur cackled.

"Why don't we blow the place to smithereens Tommy? We could blow fucking Manburg sky high, right now! No one could stop us! There's no one to-"

"Wilbur! No! This, this is insane! We can still get it back!"

"But it will never be the same Tommy, it will never be the glorious place it used to be!"

"Please Wilbur, there are other ways, just let me show you. Give me a chance to fix this!"

Wilbur blinked, a shred of sanity returning, as he turned away from the button.

"Fine, but Tommy, if whatever you're planning fails, I will not hesitate."

Tommy nodded his head so fast, you would think he would sustain brain damage.

"Deal."

A Few Days Before The Explosion

Slipping out of Pogtopia that night, Tubbo silently ran across the dirt and stone to the outskirts of Manburg. Taking a moment to breathe, he sneaks into the hidden room that Wilbur made, and adjusts his plan accordingly.

November 16th, a few minutes before the explosion

With Dream announcing surrender, Tubbo pulls Tommy aside with a serious expression that didn't seem to fit the usually joyful brunette.

"Listen Tommy, I think this is a trap. That's why I want you to eat this."

Tubbo spoke, pulling an almost glowing golden apple out of his pocket, something he planned to bring along just for something like this.

"Alright Big T, but don't worry, I'll be just fine." Tommy announced while eating the apple Tubbo had provided him.

"I know Tommy. I'll be right there, I just need to grab something from my enderchest." Tubbo replied, turning away and heading towards the room. (haha, the room where it happened)

Tommy shrugged and jogged off, unknowing of the mistake he just made.

November 16th, the button room

Tubbo stood in front of the wooden button, taking a deep breath, pondering on what he was about to do.

This is for Tommy, remember? After all this is said and done, you both can run away and be happy together.

Now, you can't hesitate, you don't want the effect of the apple running out, do you?

With his mind officially made up, Tubbo slammed his hand into the button.

November 16th, the explosion

Everybody, excluding Tubbo, was in the drug van. Listening to a drunk Schlatt ramble on and on, Fundy's ears perked up.

"Do you guys hear that?"

Not even a second later, everybody flew back. Some were lucky enough to die on impact, while others gasped for air before bleeding out. Not even Technoblade, the Blood God, survived for more than two minutes, succumbing to the darkness overtaking his vision . The insides of the shattered potions mixed with the blood on the ground, creating a sickly mix of green, pink, and a deep red on the torn up rock and dirt.

Tommy sat up, his netherite armor shattered, and the effects from the apple fading. He ignores the aching of his body in favor of checking on the people around him. He only finds the mangled corpses of his allies, his family, and his opposition. He doesn't see Tubbo's body though, so he shouts out for the person he thought was his friend, before face planting on the ground.

Present Time

Sitting down next to Tommy, Tubbo exclaims,"Now we can go, with Dream and Skeppy dead, we can grab your discs. We can get another cow if you want, and we can just live in peace, with nobody bothering us!"

At this Tubbo grabbed Tommy's face, forcing Tommy to look into the shorter boy's eyes.

"I did this for us Tommy, I did this for you."

What Tubbo failed to notice was the fact that he wasn't wearing any armor, and there was a sword within reach for Tommy.

Tommy swept Tubbo into a half-hearted hug, and picked up the battered, shiny netherite sword while Tubbo was distracted.

"I'm sorry Tubbo" the taller boy said, eyes brimming with tears.

The taller boy plunged the weapon into Tubbo's back, a sickening squelch signifying that the weapon hit it's mark. Tubbo fell, the light leaving his eyes, and the smile he had from the embrace staying on his face.

Tommy wept, all of the people he knew, everybody he cared about, were gone, permanently. All except for one...