Tommyinnit Oneshots

Freeze (part 5)

Tommy couldn't point out the exact moment where everything went wrong with his life. Being born seemed too early of an answer, especially since his childhood wasn't bad. Leaving with Wilbur, Tubbo, and Fundy to start a country wasn't accurate since Tommy had some good times within that country. It was definitely before the elections, though, because things were terrible at that point. Everything continued to get worse after that point in history. It could have been winning independence, but that time wasn't particularly good or bad since Tommy was busy working in Wilbur's legislation while everyone else partied. Tommy wondered if everything could have been averted had he been a party animal instead of a somewhat responsible Vice President. No, Wilbur had been losing his mind even though everyone, especially Tommy, had been in denial, so it was before independence was won that things went bad. But what was the turning point? Tommy came back to the argument that his birth is what caused trouble for the world. Maybe if Wilbur and Techno had a Mother to, y'know, be a Mother to them, a lot of this could have been avoided.

Whatever the case, Tommy was standing in the tundra with his Dad's original wife hovering above the ground in front of a house that held within its walls the people Tommy loved, respected, and distrusted the most. Tommy thought the situation was hilarious. Imagine: he was in his Mother's domain with the woman that his Dad had been married to at the time of his conception. Tommy was the reason Kristen left in the first place, and he was the one that was bringing her back from the realm of the gods. Tommy found lots of humor in this situation, and yet he couldn't laugh if he wanted to. He could barely breathe with the heavy weight sitting on his lungs.

"You don't have to do this if you're not ready, Tommy," Kristen spoke softly. She knew it was risky to be in Skadi's realm, but Kristen had come back from her divine prison in order to protect Tommy. She wanted him to make amends with his Dad and half-brothers, but Kristen wouldn't force Tommy to do this if he felt he wasn't prepared mentally. Tommy was her priority for the time being. The other gods had allowed her to be with him. She wasn't allowed to reconcile with her family until Tommy did his. Kristen wanted nothing more than to see her husband and sons with her own eyes. She could, however, wait for Tommy to feel ready. Kristen lived for hundreds of years. Out of all the words to describe her, patient would be an easy comparison. Kind might be another considering what she was sacrificing for Tommy's mental health.

"That's the fucking thing... if I don't do this now, it will never happen again. They will never fucking listen or reach out. I need to justify all my shit, or I will be branded as a traitor in their heads for the rest of my life. It isn't like I don't fucking love them. I miss my brothers, and I wish that Phil had stuck around. This isn't about them... fuck, this isn't about you or me or that snow bitch. This is about having to do what's difficult to make everyone happy," Tommy explained with a long sigh that matched the forlorn expression on his face.

"What does any of that matter if you're not happy? They can get over themselves. No matter how far gone they are, I refuse to believe they are completely unreasonable. They have to understand the kind of position they're putting you in. Even Skadi didn't force you to accept her. She only told you to quit rejecting your divine half when she had to watch you die. If someone like that can care about you with all her heart, I know that Phil will," Kristen said. Tommy was a little amused. It was strange to think that someone centuries old was naive. Kristen, despite being the goddess of death, believed in people and their righteousness. Tommy knew better than that. He had danced with the god of war enough to understand that people weren't good like Kristen hoped. Tommy had memories of L'Manberg, Pogtopia, and the Pit to prove that the three men in that snowy cabin were all harboring dark intentions.

"No matter what you see, Kristen... they aren't really like that. They love you. They probably love me," Tommy said as he started walking up the wooden steps. Steve looked up at him with knowing eyes as he understood Tommy's words. Tommy turned around at the top step, hand pressed against the railing with a grim smile. "If nothing else matters, I love you."