For Tommy, For Tubbo, Forever

Reunited

"Hey Foolish Jr..wasn't my dad acting weird?" Foolish Jr. shrugged. "Your dad is always weird Micheal." Micheal smiled. "Yeah, but he seemed more weird today...hey, wanna go to that park? My dad would surely have us go!"

They rush downstairs, to find Tommy doing the dishes. "Hey dad! Can me and Foolish Jr. go to the park?" Tommy sighed. "Yes, Micheal, but as long as you come straight back here if you see anyone who might be suspicious, ok? And wear this." He gave him a necklace that had a tooth on it. "Ew, dad!"

"It'll keep you safe. Now go." Micheal looked at Tommy with a confused look, and jusr shrugged and walked out of the house, Foolish Jr. following. Tommy stared at them. "Please..be safe Micheal."

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Micheal and Foolish Jr. arrived at the park, and sat by their usual spot; the swings. They got out their pen and paper, and started brainstorming words. "I mean, what's the song about?" Micheal shrugged. "I dunno. All I know is that it goes something like this..bom bom bom bom."

Foolish Jr. facepalmed. "That's unoriginal, maybe do something li-" A man walked up to them. He had brown hair, and horns which were unusual, but not uncommon. He was wearing something that looked like it belonged in a winter biome, but it was summer where they were. They could see his eyes, his hair was covering them.

"Hello..wait.." Micheal looked at the man, confused. "Hello? What do you want?" Foolish Jr. and Micheal stood up. "Micheal?.." "How does he know my name?" Micheal took a step back, scared and confused. "Dude, remember what your dad said.." Foolish Jr. whispered. "Micheal, oh..its been so long! Surely you remember me.."

"Uhm...no? I've only been with my dad for, like, forever." The man's posture stiffened. He looked angry. "Dad? No..no, that's nonsense..cause I'm your dad." Micheal sighed. "Hey, man, I think you may have had one too many drinks.." The man took a step forward. "Come on, don't you wanna be with your true fathers?"

Micheal looked at Foolish Jr, and mouthed run. They both booked it, not even wanting to look back. They decided to take alleyways to hopefully get rid of the guy, and it worked. When they got back to Micheal's house, the man was no where to be found. They both sighed a sigh of relief before going into the house, locking the doors.

"Micheal! Foolish Jr, welcome- why are you guys.." "Dad! We saw a man, horns and brown hair, and he said he was my dad. I think he was gonna kidnap me!" Tommy shakily sighed. "I think..he had too many drinks." Micheal nodded. "I'm scared dad, it was like the vampire sighting!"

Tommy hugged Micheal, which he happily accepted while Foolish Jr. went upstairs. "I..I never really call you this but I'm glad you're okay..son.." Micheal looked up at Tommy, beaming. "Thanks dad."

They stayed like that for awhile.

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"I was so close, Boo! So close to getting my son back, but they just had to run off! I scared my own son! I..I'm so upset.." Tubbo was crying into Ranboo's arms, sobbing. "Don't worry, Bo, we'll get him back. We'll get Tommy back aswell."

"I still can't believe Tommy took our own son, and claimed him as his own." Ranboo sighed. "It's very upsetting. We thought he was our friend, but instead of coming back to us he just..left us." Tubbo angrily gripped Ranboo's shirt. "Why can't we just kill Tommy?! He took our son away!"

"His face was still as adorable as it was when he was 4..course he was in his human form, but the little green streak was still there! It was there Boo! And his eyes and his pinkish skin...I miss him so much."

"I do too Bo, but we need to get Tommy back to get Micheal back. They want Tommy, and obviously we have to listen to our sire. Trust me, we'll get him back." Tubbo smiled at Ranboo. "Promise?" Ranboo nodded.

"I promise, we'll get them back once and for all."

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"Let go of my son! You never claimed him, I had to take him away cause you would've hurt him! Don't hurt him!"

Tommy stood on a mountain, where Tubbo was holding Micheal by his hair above the cliff. "DON'T LET GO OF MY SON! PLEASE TUBBO!"

Tubbo let go of Micheal. His screams echoed across the whole world, it seemed, as Tommy lunged forward to try and catch him. He was too late.

"MICHEAL!!" He reached out for him. There was only the air.

Tommy awoke at once. He looked around. His house. He was home. It was since he heard of the vampire sighting that he started having bad dreams. Of Micheal being killed. Of him being killed, and Micheal having to watch.

He hated the dreams so much, and his sobs didn't blend in with the murder of crows cawing outside. He just hoped they would stop.

Why are there so many crows now?