( part two of six )
Tale of two villains
" 'Tommy, closer to Tubbo, finally looked up. Tears shined in his eyes, like a final goodbye to his family.' "
"A goodbye? Mommy, will Tommy be alright?"
"Young one, you must calm yourself, as I told you before the story will not end unless Tommy does."
"What about Dream?"
"Dream will be just fine, I can promise you that."
" 'Wilbur voice cracked as he looked at his brother, "Seven!"' "
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Savannah stood in the makings of Tommy's holiday home in hopes of talking to the child after the events that were the festival. She was worried for not only him but that bitch ass of a brother he calls Wilbur. She may not like Wilbur, actually, she hates him, yet after a long time thinking about how some people just needed a bit more help, she was worried. Worried about his action, worried about his mindset, worried about his existent. Wilbur was nothing but a shattered piece of glass full of lost hope and dread.
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Fanfiction"how can somebody so perfect hurt so much?" @hlsxox_ b1 of the Gamers Heart Series