Massacre (villain Tommyinnit AU)

Chapter 34 - New goal

Tubbo's POV this chapter! Wahoo!
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Tubbo hadn't spoken in days.

Ever since the funeral his throat seemed to have closed up, he couldn't get a single word out no matter how hard he tried.

He blinked away the tears that threatened to fall and looked around his temporary room.
Techno had let him and Ghostbur stay after the funeral, something about not trusting him alone.
He couldn't blame him.
The only reason he'd eaten was because of Phil.

He wanted Tommy back.

He failed so many times to protect Tommy, and now he's gone for good.
He had failed so many times to protect his best friend, his brother.

Never again.

He wouldn't ever let his friends be hurt again.
Gods be damned.

Determination shone in his eyes. He may have failed before but he won't fail again.
He won't let his friends get hurt ever again.

With a new goal now set he dragged himself from his bed a put on his suit once again.
It had been cleaned since he got back.
Techno had cleaned it for him.
He patched up some of the holes too.
Who knew techno could sew.

He felt bad as he put the suit on.
He had left L'Manburg alone for over a week now.
He needed to get back to being president.
It was the last job Tommy trusted him with.

At least with the power his presidency held he might be able to keep his new friends safe.

It was just past mid-day when he got downstairs.
Phil and techno were at the table, Ghostbur had left 2 days ago to try and find Tommy's ghost.
He didn't believe that Tommy was gone.
He didn't want to believe.
I mean who would want to admit that their kid brother was dead.

"Hey Tubbo, you feeling alright?" Phil asked, looking up from the table.
Tubbo nodded in reply.
"Where are you going? Did you want one of us to come with you?"
Techno had been rather protective since the funeral.
The argument him and Ghostbur had about Ghostbur wanting to find Tommy was terrifying.
Techno didn't want him to go but Ghostbur wasn't listening.
Eventually techno gave up and made Ghostbur potions, armour and weapons for the trip. He also gave him quite a bit of food.
Ghostbur protested of course, he was a ghost, he couldn't die and he didn't need to eat, but techno wasn't having any of it.
And so Ghostbur left with a new set of clothes that would keep him dry, netherite armour, a new bow and netherite axe, and over two stacks of golden carrots.

Tubbo turned to the door.

"L'Manburg.
And I'm fine."