The next day the entire kingdom was informed that the queen's funeral would be in a week or so. And as the King ordered the palace tailor to make suits for the brothers. Tommy was off in the garden on his own. Wilbur stayed in his room most of the time or the balcony more often and Techno didn't really change anything he did, but couldn't focus on his lessons. He would often fail in training when he used to win. He would answer badly to hypotheticals given when he used to do well. Philza himself was different as well. He would spend most of the day just sitting on the throne and thinking of things no one ever knew. Sometimes he would head off early at the crack of dawn and come back at midnight leaving the boys in the castle with the guards and workers alone.
A few things changed around the palace too. The throne that used to sit next to a king's throne was removed. All the things the queen used to own in their room was taken away. The Blood stained bed was replaced with a new one. At dinner the table would have one head chair empty. Only thing left behind were some paintings of her in the hallways and a few paintings that she did herself.
As the next week approached Tommy found himself not wanting to go to the funeral. Not because he didn't care but he couldn't bear to see his own mother in the coffin and see she was gone. He still wanted to believe she was there. The day before the funeral the brothers were notified they were going to get their clothes for the next day. Wilbur and Techno gathered in the dressing room of the palace waiting for Tommy and the suits.
"What do you think they look like?" Wilbur asked
"I don't know really. This is my first time attending a funeral" Techno replied.
The doors of the room was pushed open and in came Tommy.
"Tommy! How are you doing?" Wilbur asked hoping he was ok. He didn't reply and stomped over and sat on a stool that was by a table Techno was sitting on. Wilbur and Techno both shot a concerned look at each other and faced Tommy again. It was quiet. Soon there was a knocking on the door. Opening the door Techno met a maid who was holding 3 parcels in both her hands. He took the parcels with a thanks and closed the door again.
"Well. There here" He said and passed a parcel that had 'Prince Wilbur' on it to Wilbur, and one that had 'Prince Tommy' to Tommy.
"I don't want one" Tommy said and threw his parcel onto the table next to him.
"Come on Tommy. I know you don't want to go but this is our mother Tommy, we have to go" Wilbur said ripping open he's parcel. The two elders tried to make Tommy want to attend the funeral.
"I just- I don't want to go... I know that we have to go because its momm- SHES NOT GONE" Tommy said as he started to tear up.
"Hey, hey. Its ok its ok." Techno said and kneeled on the floor, offering his shoulder. Tommy immediately ran off he's stool, collapsing into the offered shoulder, and broke down.
"It's ok Tommy we get how you feel..."
"But- *sniff* I don't-... I c- can't-... why-..." he said while gripping onto Techno's puffy sleeves and sobbing.
"I miss her..."
"we all do Tommy" Wilbur said as he joined the two brothers on the floor.
"Come on Tommy, well say one last proper goodbye to her tomorrow. Though she's gone we all know she's still here with us Tommy. She told us herself. Now come on well see our suits and well see her one last time and move on." Wilbur said as he wiped some tears off of Tommy's face.
Though Tommy didn't want to, the warmth of his brothers and his mother's words made him want to go, he wanted to say a proper good bye and move on.
Grabbing he's parcel all 3 of them opened it to see a black outfit for each of them. There was a frock coat with a matching waist coat and trousers. There was a pair of polished black shows as well. Each suit had been made to fit the 3 princes personally. Tommy, after what seemed like days gave a small smile exited to be wearing a suit for the first time and thought that he would make he's mother proud. The next day Wilbur and Techno were in the room getting ready. Wilbur was still getting dressed while Techno was tying his hair into a bun. Tommy was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey Techno, have you seen Tommy?" Wilbur asked while adjusting he's waist coat.
"Last time I saw him, he was in the garden I think. I don't remember if he was dressed though"
the dressing room doors were pushed wide open and in came running Tommy, dressed, and behind him he's palace caretaker with a comb. "Prince Tommy, please stand still while I make your hair" the worker said frantically running after the hyped up child. "NO! I want my hair to be like this!" Tommy said running and hiding behind Techno and gripping onto he's trousers. "Its ok, no need to brush he's hair, let him be like that" Techno said and gave a motion to tell the maid she could leave.
"Tommy..." he said while grabbing a comb from the table he was next to after the maid left.
"Oh no, don't you DARE Techno..."
"I'll help you Techno" Wilbur said giving a smirk and grabbing another comb as well.
"THAT'S IT IM OUT" Tommy said and dashed towards the door.
"NO YOUR NOT! YOU KNOW YOUR LEGS ARE TOO STUBBY"
"COME HERE AND LET ME AND YOUR WILBUR COMB YOUR HAIR"
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30 Years (DSMP)
General Fiction!!!_TW_ blood, Gore!!! This story is inspired off of "Passerine - bluejamas" therefore a few scenes of this story may be similar to that story. As the rain fell upon the people, Philza, after almost 30 years, knew that with the news of the death, t...
