Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Who is the Fairest of Them All? (Tommyinnit Au)

Chapter 8- Next Time You Won't Be So Lucky

Phil POV

When Phil returned he could easily tell something was off. Techno and Wilbur were no where to be seen, which slightly worried him. He put that concern aside and moved towards what seemed to now be Tommy's room. 

Slowly he slid open the door only a crack, seeing the covers pulled over a figure. He must have went to bed early, Phil smiled to himself. He couldn't help but feel fond of the boy. He closed the door once more, set on checking up on his boys.

He found them sparring in the forest that was slightly away from the house. Techno had the upper hand, like he always did in a duel. It was quite amusing to watch with Wilbur constantly being knocked down.

When Phil came into view, they both came running over.

"How was the trip?" Wilbur hugged him, smiling from ear to ear.

"It was good, like always." Phil grinned back.

Wilbur stared at him, bouncing from foot to foot as though he were expecting something. "So?"

"So what?" Phil looked at him blankly, trying to hide the smirk that was already forming on his lips.

"Come on Dad, where is it?" Wilbur whined.

"You're so impatient Wil!" Techno scowled.

Phil laughed, "It's right here." His hand slid into his bag, returning with a small box. He offered it to the brunette who accepted it with no hesitation.

Opening the box, Wilbur found a new guitar pick. It was shiny and new, a bold red color. "Thank you Dad! You're the best!" He hugged him again, smiling brightly. He had lost his guitar pick nearly a week ago and it had been driving him crazy. 

"Don't lose this one." Phil warned. Wilbur nodded excitedly. Phil then fished out another object, this one being a book. He handed it to Techno whose eyes shone brightly at the sight of it.

"You found it!" he gasped, quickly skimming through the pages. He couldn't believe it, he had been trying to find this book for ages. It was the next volume in mythology.

"Yup, I special ordered it from Karl. Sorry I couldn't get it sooner." Phil brightened at his son's joy.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Techno grinned.

Phil chuckled, not noticing that Wilbur was looking through his bag. 

"What's this?" Wilbur asked, picking out another box. It was thin but large.

"That's for Tommy." Both brothers shifted uncomfortably at the name. Phil raised an eyebrow, "Did something happen?"

Wilbur opened his mouth before closing it again. How could he admit what he had done? Techno, however, spared no time in spilling what Wilbur had done. "He screamed at him."

"You what?!" Phil exclaimed, "Wilbur I told you not to!" 

Wilbur's head hung low. "But... he-e... he's the reason we were exiled Dad! Shouldn't he know what he did?"

"We don't even know that!" Phil said, his anger boiling. "We don't even know what the kid has been through! He could be as much a victim as us and we wouldn't even know!" 

"Wilbur told him he should leave." Techno folded his arms.

Phil gasped, his heart dropping. Without a word, he raced back into the house. Tommy wouldn't have listened... would he? 

He rushed into the blonde's room, his heart dropping when he saw the blankets covering the pillow. He's gone! He took no time in grabbing his cloak and running into the late evening. The forest was dangerous at night especially being all alone with no protection.

Luckily the blonde was very easy to track, his footsteps clear in the mud. 

He found him thankfully not very far from the house. He was attempting to climb a tree and failing miserably.

"Tommy!" Phil shouted, making the blonde flinch.

"Phil-l?" he croaked, looking towards the man.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, slipping off his cloak. Without a word, he wrapped it around the prince. "It's dangerous out here."

Tommy looked towards the ground, clearly feeling conflicted. "I-I... Wil- he doesn't want me around- and... I-I didn't want to be a burden."

"I'm so sorry about Wil... he-he doesn't know when to shut his mouth. He judges too quickly." Phil spoke softly. "Don't listen to him."

"But what if he's right?"

Phil could practically feel his heart break. "Don't you think for one minute that he's right." Tommy gave him a look of surprise, like he was expecting him to agree with Wilbur. "Lets go home, alright?"

Without really waiting for answer he began to lead him back towards the house, towards home.

Tommy's smile at the word home went unnoticed.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ivory POV

"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who is the fairest of them all?"

Ivory's eyes widened at the sight of Tommy, alive and well. She screamed in agony, throwing the mirror in her hand across the room. It had been small, yet that didn't stop it from shattering into a million pieces.

The magic mirror went back to normal, revealing her reflection like it normally did.

"FUNDY!!!" she roared and the young servant sprinted in.

"Your Majesty?" he shifted uncomfortably.

"Did you kill Thomas?"

"Of course-"

"Do you take me for a fool?" she snarled.

"I-"

"Why isn't he dead?" she asked, stalking towards him. She retrieved a knife from her dresser, staring at him.

"He is." Fundy insisted, his eyes widening at the sight.

Suddenly the knife flew through the air, landing in his shoulder. He stumbled back, panic spreading through his body.

"Oh dear, I missed." she grinned. "Next time you won't be so lucky." She went to grab another knife. However when she turned back he was gone.

She laughed, looking towards the trail of blood on the ground.

This would be fun.

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