Awesamedude x Reader {Ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇｓ}

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(A copypasta T-T)Recap:

You embraced Tommy with a hug. His messy blonde hair being groomed by your hand. "Are you okay?" "Kind of" Tommy shined a bright smile, showing his pearly teeth without braces.

You remember the exact day he got them removed. It was a couple of days before his last visit. He was so excited practically shaking.

"He truly did bring you back" You whispered under your breath, cupping Tommy's face. "Ok, ok, that's enough" Tommy rolled his eyes, pushing you away.

"Fucking hell. Y/n, what are you doing with all my things?" Tommy whined. "Jack thinks he owns the hotel since your gone. He wants to make sure there is no trace of you in it" Tommy mumbled a few fast curse words under his breath.

Your eyes trailed to the pair of eyes peeking through the door. Tubbo was staring through the crack at Tommy then at you. "Is that him" Tubbo mouthed. You nodded with a slight chuckle. "You won't believe the day I had" Tommy started rambling about everything he saw in the void and how people were treating him like a ghost. But it all ended in the same thing "He was back!"

However, there was a part in the rant that caught your ear. Tommy was expressing his emotion about the traumatic experience but when he was ticked off by Tubbo when he asks "What are you going to do about it then" You could have sworn Tommy muttered the words "Kill Dream"

It made you choke on the coke you were drinking, which was already bland being in Tommy's untouched barrel. It wouldn't be a problem if that were the words he uttered. Although it did make you uneasy and have a specific wonder.

If Dream was dead the story would be incomplete.

Maybe it was a mistake. Exactly like the ones you made you were a kid and didn't get your way. You swore at God then when praying, begged for forgiveness. But Dream wasn't exactly a God was he....?

You suddenly felt something missing. Like a memory piece that was supposedly going to connect things but what was it.

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The fact that Tommy kept shoving you out of his "new" plans kind of annoyed you. And when he started secretly sneaking off to talk with Ranboo and Tubbo you knew something was up.

You turned to Ghostbur who was hiding under a small dirt cave, shielding him from the rain. He clutched his yellow sweater closer to his body. The red beanie started to shift when he started shivering.

He looked up and innocently smiled. Something was off. You peaked out the hole, Tommy was on top of a tall wood pillar, building his secret project. "Ghostbur you wouldn't lie...would you?"

You slid back into the hole turning to Ghostbur again. He seemed to be stuttering and redoing his sentence like he was prepared for this conversation. "No" He finally decided on the simple word.

"Whats Tommy building then. I know he's been talking with you, Tubbo, and Ranboo" You frowned at the last name. Ranboo wasn't the type to lie. The sad part was that you knew he was lying when you "interrogated" him.....he lied right to your face.

It hurt but he was a teenager, it's normal to want to have secrets, and at least it wasn't anything serious like watching porn on sketchy websites. "I don't know. Maybe a tower?" Ghostbur's British accent made the words roll off smoothly.

You shrugged, "Towers are for looking outright? So why would it be facing the prison?" Your eyes scanned his body language. "U-Uh wai-wait I don't u-uh" Ghostbur became a shuddering mess.

"Tommy!" He launched himself out the hole into the stinging rain (for him) and into Tommy's thin arms. They splashed into a puddle of mud. Ghostbur laid flat on Tommy, making quiet whimpering as rain fell on his bare skin.

"Help me!" Tommy squealed, waving his arms while his body was getting crushed. Tubbo came over, holding back a laugh, trying to pull off Ghostbur's lifeless body.

Tubbo's feet wiggled while it tried to take a stand in the slippery mush. Ranboo came up from behind, helping drag Ghostbur to shelter. "Tch" You rolled your eyes, stepping out from the hole.