Wilbur pulled out his sheild as Tommy and Tubbo pull out their invis potions. Wilbur put his sheild down when he saw it was only Techno. Tommy on the other hand remained cautious and pulled out his sword. Techno raised an eyebrow looking at Tommy. Tommy scowled. Tubbo watched as the two did that. He sighed and walked away deeper to pogtopia and to their hideout. Techno put his axe away and watched as the two brothers consoled each other. Tommy was... Hostile to say the least. He still never forgave Technoblade for shooting Tubbo, even when Tubbo forgave him. He never forgave him for his long monologue for how he was like Theseus in a way when they were a little younger, he never forgave Technoblade. Wilbur was trying to get Tommy to calm down and at least talk to him. Wilbur was doing his best. Technoblade remembered the potatoe farm and wtenbto go see how it was doing. To his surprise it was still growing and doing well. All the potatoes were growing fine and none of them were molding. Almost as it someone was taking care of it. Technoblade flinched as he heard footsteps. He pulled out his sheild as Tommy just barely hit his legs. Technoblade looked down and saw such. He looked back up. "You've been practicing the techniques I taught you in this place." Tommy grinned. "Yeah, never stopped practicing them even after it was over...." Tommy went silent and stood up. His posture was better, and his scars were more visable. It had looked as if he gained more. Tommy noticed and punched Technoblade. "What? You gonna go on a tangent on how I was too young like Wilbur did?" Technoblade sighed and punched back. "No, I was going to say you didn't bandage them properly. Or try to heal them correctly." Technoblade said monotonly. Tommy rolled his eyes and looked around. "Ghostbur helped keep this place good." Technoblade looked at Tommy. "Philza and Tubbo did too."
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As Wilbur followed Tubbo talking about shit, the sound of a button pressing could be heard. Wilbur flinched slightly and turned around. There was Tommy, pressing the button. He looked slightly dissapointed to the surprise of Wilbur. When Tommy looked away he dodged a arrow. "Tommy stop pressing the goddamn buttons! None of them work you should know this!" Tommy rolled his eyes. "How do you know that? Someone could have placed redstone to the unblown TNT before!" Tubbo sighed and shit another arrow right at Tommy's foot. He stepped back and frowned. "Fuckin fine I'll listen."
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Tubbo grinned and put his bow down. Tommy rolled his eyes and walked over to where the main part of Pogtopia.
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Tubbo looks at Wilbur who was wondering how Tommy backed down so easily. "He never backs down..." Tubbo laughs. "Not unless I'm there!" Wilbur shakes his head. "Fair...... Do you think...." Tubbo nods. "He would have stabbed you if he didn't." Wilbur laughs. "Oh yeah..."
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Let's Be The Bad Guys
FanfictionTubbo is tired of being pushed around and manipulated. Everyone he cared about are either dead (Wilbur), ignoring him and only speaking to him on presidental matters or full blown missing, (Fundy, Ranboo, etc), or exiled. (Tommy) Tommy is tired of...