Let's Be The Bad Guys

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Lol EYYYY YALL GETTING IPDATES TODAY!!! also fun fact I'm on a school bus and will probably be writing this thing a lot during school! Because fuck that I only have a couple weeks left lmao! Also if y'all wanna request ideas for books I'm pog with it! I won't do it immediately but it will be going in the list of stuff I wanna make! I'm getting better but it may come to a surprise that I am not a writer for money. I AM however, making a comic that isn't a fan comic, only has references. Also should I read the flowers fanfic? ANYWAYS I THINK I WROTE TOO MUCH- UHHHH LETS JUST GET TO THE CHAPTER LMAO-

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As Tommy walked around Pogtopia once he was back from looking around the Dream SMP and L'manburg. He was tired but he heard something move.. it wasn't until he found a familiar person in a familiar hallway where he felt as if he should hide, but also run toward him. When Wilbur turned around, he ran towards Tommy. Tommy flinched.

When Tommy opened his eyes he was being embraced. Not hit. Not yelled at. Not being told about what he did wrong. He was being hugged. The thing that only Tubbo had done to him for a long time. He didn't have any logical reason to hug him, he didn't have to prove himself to Wilbur. It just... happened. Unprompted. As Wilbur hugged Tommy he started to cry. He was told that he was dead and that both of them were gone. Tommy gripped Wilbur tighter. Wilbur stopped talking when he heard the sound of sobbing. When he looked at Tommy, he saw tears coming out of Tommy's eyes. (holes) Wilbur hugged Tommy tighter. Tommy gasped and hugged back. When Wilbur pulled back he saw his coat on Tommy. Tommy noticed and started to take it off before Wilbur stopped him. "No.. no.. it looks good on you.." Tommy looked up. Wilbur smiles sadly. Tommy grins wiping his cheeks from his tears. They sat there staring at each-other until Tubbo came down. When Tubbo came down, he paused and then jumped at Wilbur, nearly making him lose his balance. Wilbur laughed as Tubbo hugged him tightly. Wilbur was now wearing his old Lmanburg coat (which he wash's regularly now mind you) and his old beanie, which still had the smell of gunpowder all over it. Tubbo on the other hand, wore his old Flannel, but now it has rips and burn Scortches all over it. His black sweater he wore underneath it was no where to be found, and his horns were more evident. After a while when they broke apart Wilbur had noticed how Tommy had pressed a button. "I thought you still liked L'manburg Tommy." Tommy shook his head. "After the second time of exile. But I know why it happened, and the reason they used for It." Wilbur looked in between the two. Tommy was a little more banged up than Tubbo, but Tubbo had the look of Trauma in his eyes. Wilbur watched as the two boys who were talking about what had happened. The thing he had noticed however, was that Tubbo stayed in L'Manburg. And then........

Wilbur heard movement around him.