𝕄ℂ𝕐𝕋 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

𝕃'𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕘 ~ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖

I know I did a song based oneshot last but I'm hungover right now but I need to get something out so I'm back to rewriting Hamilton lyrics. Also, I got my GCSE results yesterday, so yay! I'll explain everything in the standard grading system rather than the UK's weird numbers so:

English Language - A**
English Literature - A**
History - A*
Maths - A
Chemistry - B
Physics - B
Biology - A
Music - B
Drama - A*
French - A

Intelligent moment 😎. Anyway, on with the oneshot.

MCYT: L'manberg, but Wilbur and Tommy-centric

SMP or AU: Dream SMP

Type: Angst

Pronouns: Ranboo the gender man has snatched pronoun usage for this chapter

Notes: Y/N = your name, Y/N/N = your nickname

Premise: Tommy loses the duel with Dream

Trigger warnings: Death. That's it. Just fucking death, man.

Stay Alive Reprise

Wilbur: Where is Tommy?!

Nikkk: Wilbur, come in, Fundy brought him in a half an hour ago
He lost a lot of blood on the way over

Wilbur: Is he alive?

Nikki: Yes, but you have to understand
The arrow entered just above his hip and lodged in his right arm

Wilbur: Can I see him please?

Nikki: I'm doing everything I can but the wound was already infected when he arrived

Wilbur: Tommy

Tommy: Will!
I did exactly as you said, Will
I didn't let my confidence slide

Wilbur: I know, I know
I know, I know
I know you did everything just right

Tommy: Even before I got to think
I knew was aiming for the sky

Wilbur: (I know, I know)

Tommy: Why didn't he aim for the sky?

Wilbur: (I don't know, I don't know)
I know, save your strength and stay alive!

L'manberg chorus (minus Wilbur and Tommy): Y/N!

Y/N: Is he breathing? Is he going to survive this?
Why would Dream do this, Wilbur, do you know?

Tommy: Y/N/N, I'm so sorry for forgetting what you taught me

Y/N: My boy...

Tommy: We practiced fighting

Y/N: (I taught you fighting)

Tommy: You would smile as our swords collide

Y/N: You messed up almost every time

Tommy: I would always miss a strike

Y/N: Shh, I know, I know

Tommy: I would always miss a strike

Y/N: I know, I know
Dodge, block, parry, strike shoulder down, head up, repeat

Tommy: (dodge, block, parry, strike shoulder down, head up, repeat )

Y/N: Good
Dodge, block, parry, strike shoulder down, head up, repeat

Tommy: (dodge, block, parry...)

Y/N: Head up, repeat
Repeat...
*insert Eliza's heartbreaking scream*

Just take it and don't ask questions. I'm going back to sleep.