Manipulator - Tommyinnit Exile Arc AU + SBI

Chapter Eleven

Deadly Plans
TW FOR: Panic attacks. Anxiety. Yelling.

"Tommy were almost there stop whining" Dream grabbed Tommy by the wrist and began dragging him along.

"But I'm not-"

Dream continued to push through the many winding leaves and ivy- still squeezing Tommy's wrist as the ice crunched beneath them.

They continued to walk through the snowy tundra, only stopping at periods when a shadow began to take the form of a figure.

Finally, a soft glow of light illuminated the snow in front of them. Technoblade House. Forever set in ice. Phil and Techno stood on the porch, Phil with a familiar worried look on his face, Techno grunting about something irrelevant.

Dream finally let go of Tommy's wrist. And shoved his hands in his pocket. Tommy decided he wasn't going to wear his mask that Dream gave to him. The leather straps became sticky and uncomfortable after a long walk.

Phil gasped as he saw Dream reach the foot of the stairs. "Is that.... Tommy?" Phil let go of the railing and began making his way down the stairs. Tommy just kept his head down, staring at his non moving feet.

"Now hold on, I'm here on business - Right Technoblade?" Dream pushed Tommy behind him. "Yes- I think we should speak out here." Techno grumbled.

They began to speak of a grid, thousands- maybe millions, of explosives all to drop on L'manburg. Phil wasn't exactly listening, he was too busy staring at Tommy. Tommy was unimpressed by their plans, but was unfazed by the hope of destroying his home, L'manburg.

Phil eventually got tired of seeing Tommy unphased and numb he retreated to inside the warmth of the house. Dream folded out a map in hs hands of L'manburg and greater dreamsmp, Techno pointed to the detonation site and where the TNT might spread to.

Eventually, after what felt like hours, Dream rolled up the map, "Are we done?" Tommy leaned over to whisper into Dreams ear. Dream waved his hand in response. They swiftly left, exiting through the trees to the long trek back to the cabin.

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Tommy lay awake on the roll out bed, staring at the molding ceiling. His mind was fuzzy, but he was sure of what he saw. Plans of getting rid of L'manburg. He had to tell someone, anyone. Time was ticking after all, the days counting down till..... The festival.

Tik.... Tik... Tik....

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Tommy was up bright and early. He was going to L'manburg. Tell someone anything, everything he could remember. Tommy grabbed his slowly decaying bag and stuffed as much things as he could into it, mostly food and supplies. If the trek to Technoblades house took almost an entire day, Tommy was not excited for the icy route across the sea.

He creaked open the door, slipping carefully through the door. Dream would be arriving in less than an hour, so he had to hurry. Tommy tried to avoid any open spaces as he made his way through the biomes. Tommy stared across the seemingly endless sea. He was standing on the single piece of land for miles.

The icy sea was constantly churning tossing Tommy back and forth as he rowed towards where he thought L'manburg's dock was located.

The lantern resting on the floor of the boat was sadly illuminating the sea surrounding the boat. Tommy was disoriented by the dark sea, no land was insight, atleast - wait nervermind a large wooden dock, littered with crates and chests slowly emerged from the morning sunrise.

Tommy loved sunrises.

Tommy was exhausted, he was convinced that his own arms would snap under the strain of rowing for over two hours.

Tommy sighed "Wait, what day is it today? Oh yeah it was... oh shit... oh no what-"

Third of January.

The festival was being held in two days, only two.

"What is going on?"

"I don't understand-I i -"

Tommy's boat slowly bounced against the large poles holding the dock up. Tommy slowly pushed himself onto the dock. He crouched down on the on the hard wooden peir. "Oh well w-well that I-s like a panic attack u-gh this is annoying" He was hyperventilating and shaking his heads, he tried to speak endlessly about- absolutely anything.

Tommy didn't even notice a ghostly figure floating towards him. "Oh Tommy! Tommy?" Ghostbur sat down next to Tommy. Ghostbur began softly stroking Tommy's golden curls as he laid on Ghostburs shoulder. He began humming a familiar tune. "Lets play... to a song that we made. Wipe your tears, and your fears. I'll, be, here....."

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Tommy awoke in one of the large buildings on the dock surrounded by towers of crates. "How did I- oh yeah" Tommy groaned, rubbing his forehead furiously. Tommy couldn't remember anything, of how he got on the dock, what time it was.....

He only remembered someone stroking his hair. Who was that exactly? Tommy slowly came to his feet. He immediately saw light shining through an exit on the building. Tommy stepped out onto the peir, careful not to alert anyone around. He held up his hand to the sun, allowing it to leak through his open fingers,"Noon" he whispered.

Someone came onto the dock, muttering to themselves. Tommy quickly ducked behind a crate next to thebuilding he was just in, as the person walked by, Tommy ran from the dock.

All of the cabinet was gathered on the platform , frantically arranging plans. Tommy got as close as be could next to the platform.

"Yeah but, Dream might have I'm not sure, other plans?"

"But what kind of plans Tubbo?"

"My bunting...."

"We know that he'll be prepared.... maybe too prepared."

Tommy realised what exactly was going on. They were planning on using the festival as an opportunity to kill dream.

Tomorrow was the festival.

Plan to kill Dream.

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