At some point in this chapter, pas!Tommy meets c!Tommy and compares pas!Wilbur and c!Wilbur. In order to tell the difference between the two;
pas!Wilbur = (Wilbur
c!Wilbur = WilburAnd, if you don't want to re-read through pas!Tommys death, go to the first time the letters get like this.
(Tommys pov)
~~you can skip to the writing like this for the "start" of the story. The normal texte is basically a recap and Tommy's pov of dyeing."Don't fucking touch me!" I screamed at Wilbur.
I can't believe him. Absolutely insane. He killed all of them! He just let it all happen.He quickly pulled his arm back with a sympathetic look on his face. "Tommy, I-" He stopped himself as he swiftly turned his gaze from Tommy to something to their right. His eyes lit up with emotions. Sadness, anger, fear, love, memory..? Maybe all? Maybe neither?
I followed his stare, leading to something... unexpected.
What?
No... is that real?
There's no way...
That's not possible...
How?
Why...?It was like the entire world stopped moving. Like nothing mattered anymore. Maybe nothing did?
"Dad?" I think I said that out loud? Maybe I didn't. I don't know, I don't care. I let out a small laugh. This was actually happening. My father was just a a couple meters away from me.
Before I knew it, my feet were traveling me across the patted down field. "Dad!" I yelled one last time, opening my arms, ready for the most appreciated reunions of my life.
"Tommy!" Philza held his arms wide opened, just as Tommy's were. "My boy! You've grown so much!"
One mistake.
One revenge wanting god.
One small dagger, left on the ground.
One mighty strong and accurate throw.
One frozen child.It felt like I was punched in the stomach. The air was knocked out of me. I can't breathe. When i looked down to see... that's when it hit the hardest. That's when the realization foamed. That's when the pain spiked.
I stumbled to my knees. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I cants breathe.
"TOM-!" A loud voice yelled.
"TOMMY!" A louder one cut the first one off. Who were they..?So many voices yelled.
I can't breathe.It was like the word went dark, not even for a millasecond, but somehow long enough for me to "wake up?" in Wilburs arms. It was like I completeley blacked out, but was brought back someone yelling for what I could only assume to be Techno.
I look up to see Wilbur cradling over me. I wanted to fight back. I wanted to yell and punch and flee, but I physically couldn't. I could see him saying something. It was like gibberish. I couldn't understand. The blade still hurts. God it hurts so much. It was such a distraction from the world.
I seemed to be brought back again, for a second time? But it was to something quiet instead of a deadly scream. At first, I could feel the vibrations of the voice but as I started concentrating on Wilbur, I realized he was actually humming to something familiar.

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Fanfictionc!Tommy = Cannon/Dream Smp Tommy pas!Tommy = passerine Tommy Black. c!Tommy sees just black in his limbo. What if though, what if pas!Tommy sees just white in his limbo? What if they're polar opposites but at the same time, completely the same? Wh...