Dream SMP One shots

It was built for you, after all.

Major TW for an eating disorder (not eating any food for long periods of time)

Tommy rolled his eyes once again.

Such a pity that they were fighting in front of beautiful scenery.

He had never seen Tubbo this mad.

Was it something he said?

No,

Big man Tommy never makes any mistakes.

It took them so long to get up here, and they weren't even going to admire the foggy mountain view? Distasteful. Downright bad.

Tubbo took in another big breath of air. It was surprising how he hadn't flew away by now. By how much inhaling he did, you'd think he'd be on the moon right this moment.I suppose that was combated by his long sighs.

Tubbo's mouth downturned again. He was mad, furious even.

Tommy crossed his arms and looked away. He was trying his best to keep up a obsidian wall of: 'I don't care' but it was crumbling, fast.

Then the arguing started up once again. Tommy just hoped Ranboo finally gained a brain cell to remember that he could teleport up the damn mountain in a nanosecond.

"You were better than me, and I could never beat you in anything!" Tubbo roared, keeping his stance.

"I am better than you!" Tommy scoffed, unfolding one arm to point to himself.

Tommy tried not to notice as he watched Tubbo flare up in utter rage.

"Then why were you so easy to get rid of!" Tubbo spat.

Tommy's face fell.

Tubbo clapped a pair of hands over his mouth, immediately regretting the words that left his mouth.

"How dare you! You prick!" Tommy cried, tears welling up at the corner of his eyes.

He wasn't crying out of sadness. But loneliness.

He hadn't told anyone of what happened.

Two years.

Two years he spent alone.

On that god forsaken piece of land.

Stuck with the person that ruined his life.

He still had scars.

"You don't know what happened to me!" Then came the tears. Sorrowful tears.

Not from Tommy,however, from Tubbo.

"I spent everyday, longing for someone, anyone  to just kill me already!" Tommy stormed over to Tubbo, who was now cowering in fear.

"Because you," one push.

"We're to self-centred," two pushes

"To care!" Then he fell.

He fell.

He fell.

He fell.

All he could hear was screams.

The mist seemed to envelop his small, frail body.

Minuscule compared to the rocky, rough seas below.

He just killed his best friend, didn't he?

Tommy looked into the deep abyss below him.

Maybe he just might join Tubbo. That might be some way to redeem himself.