Flowers and Forests. Independace and love. Death and hate- L'manburg's once proud rulers reduced to bickering teens. Who knows what will happen when Schlatt gets power. //TW// Abuse, manipulation, major character death, swearing
Tubbo POV: Outside, I saw Will waiting for us. He'd obviously seen what happened through the window. 'Took ya long enough-' he muttered as me, Tommy and Techno wandered in his direction. I looked away from the man. I couldn't get what Tommy said out of my head. 'No. No no no- I mean my brother. You're just his murderer.' Was I really just a murderer? Schlatt had really messed with me- 'Hey will?' I asked, inching closer to him. 'Can I ask you something?' The boy looked inquisitive, almost excited. I bet he expected me to ask about the meaning of a word or something. 'Am I a murderer?- it's just Tom-' Wilbur made it instantly clear that he was mad. 'Who told you that?' He said sternly. I thought he was mad at me... 'oh n.. no one I just-' 'Tubbo. Who. said. that?' He snapped and caught Tommy's attention. 'T.. tommy did.' I felt so so guilty. But- I just wanted to know... I clinged to the small photo i grabbed when Schlatt knocked over the box on his desk. Hadn't fully looked at it yet but the photo looked old and... burnt?- Why would someone burn a family photo? Maybe I can ask Phil when he comes outside.
I took the chance to look at the photo for the first time while I was alone. At first glance, it had just seemed like schlatt's family. But the closer I looked, the more I could tell that it was the one of the photos Schlatt wanted to have for his 'cabinet board' with all of his friends and citizens. And- me... 'Phil! Philll!' I shouted for him as he walked out the large wooden doors. He turned towards me and asked 'What's up mate?' as he always would. 'W.. what's this Phil?' I shimmied the photograph from my pocket and handed it to him.
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'Tubbo? Where did you get this?-' Phil muttered. 'I.. I got it when the box fell' I replied in a near whisper. 'Have I done something wrong?' I saw the tears suddenly prick in his eyes, welling up and trying not to fall. 'I'm sorry, Tubbo' Phil muttered. 'So y'know how you're my son? And we joke about finding you on the side of the road?-'
Philza POV:
'So y'know how you're my son? And we joke about finding you on the side of the road?-' I felt physically sick trying to say it. I'd spent so long trying to make a perfect life for my boy, and now it was all gone. I was watching his entire life trickle down the drain. I- I couldn't. I won't. I spent my whole life making his perfect! I am not ruining it for him! I glanced over at techno, standing to the side of all this. With Will and tommy arguing about.. something. Me and tubbo. My eldest son obviously caught my eye and strided over to us. 'You good, Phil?' It was obviously a rhetorical question. He knew I wasn't okay. I simply shook me head at him and looked back at Tubbo, confused and concerned. 'Tech- could you? Please' I muttered in the boy's direction. 'Sure...' he answered as he took tubbo's hand and guided him towards Wilbur and Tommy, maybe in hopes of stopping their argument.
