Free-Fall: Vigilante Tommyinnit AU

《CHAPTER THIRTEEN》

Boffy POV-

The more and more I think about it, the more I begin to realize.

Schlatt- I didn't know what to think of him for a while, since I've only ever had one encounter with him..

But now, now I start to realize why Tommy hated bringing him up. Why he and his friend, Tubbo, have such bad experiences with the guy.

Tommy and Tubbo were basically like his sons. Philza, as different as he is now, made the mistake of getting into the habit of picking favorites. 

He had absentmindedly abandoned Tommy. That left the Simon's family to take care of Tommy, and they didn't make it long, as the pair was later announced dead due to "unforeseen circumstances". And that left an old family relative to take care of him, none other than Schlatt himself.

And Schlatt, sure he was a great parent, he really was, but then Dream just had to want more, he just had to want more than what he already had. What he did, it made Tubbo "sick", and Tommy wasn't so lucky either, but of course, he kept quiet, wanting to save Tubbo more than anything.

Dream just had to make red venom. I understand why he made it, but after achieving his goal of giving his partner, George, a power, why didn't he stop? Why did he let his own good, corrupt him? 

He went and brought Schlatt down with him too.

And Tommy, he always had the curse of being the second option, hell, even the last option.

But not with me, not with Luke, Bitzel or Deo, never with us.

He's always been our number one, our first priority.

Maybe that's why they risked it all.

Faking there deaths, becoming full on Villans.

I already know that Dream was the original creator of red venom, but, after Deo, Luke and Bitzel destroyed it, Deo mentioned how there was a "Change of plans", and simply recreated it, making better, making it stronger and more effective.

why?

I guess it was for Tommy. For his lingering sickness that was caused by Dream himself.

Its a mystery, how he manages to conceal it from everyone, so well.

Tommy POV-

My wings colors shifted as I fell, fading from white, to, black, red, orange and yellow hues.

Then finally back to white, as I pushed my millions of emotions, aside.

Once more, I hid my wings, and made a run for the nearby alleyway.

I practically crashed into him, grabbing at his white collar, that stuck out from underneath his bright, tangerine orange sweater. Despite him being a bit taller than me, I still tried to seem a little intimidating, tried to seem angry with him for leaving me behind for so, so long. Mourning. 

"How could you?", I dreaded how broken my voice sounded, how cracked and shattered it was, just seeing him like this, "Sunshine-", I'm starting to break, "-Don't 'sunshine' me! How could you?- How- how could you do this to me?!", tears burned in my eyes, and I didn't dare look away from him, I let him see the pain he has put me through, the horrible sorrow he made me feel.

I looked at him, my eyes burned as I slowly, carefully, removed his black sunglasses. He didn't stop me. "I never meant to hurt you like this, sunshine, i'm sorry, I really am, but I'm not sorry for why I did it", he said quietly. 

Pure white eyes against tired blue ones, "I know", I whispered, "I know that already- and I want to be mad at you, I want to curse you, and I want to say I hate you, I want to- but then I dont, I don't want to curse you, I don't hate you, I can't- I can't even find myself being angry at you", I said, holding back screams that wanted to be released, painful sobs that wanted to be set free, after so long, Deo, reached his hand out, and ever so slowly, ran his hand through my hair. "I missed you", he said, and I let him lay my forehead flat against his chest. "you don't have to be strong anymore, sunshine". I cried loudly, letting shattered sobs escape finally.

Luke(OrSomething) POV-

"When do we get to see him??", I groaned in annoyance, "Deo get's to see him early, which is unfair", I said, Bitzel laughed, "relax, just a few more days, it's only April 6th", I pulled out a thin crescent blade, throwing it at a picture hanging on the wall, a man in a green hood, face hidden by a plastic white mask with a drawn-on smiley face.

"Do you think he'll be mad at us?", Bitzel asked, I thought for a bit

"No, I don't think so, not unless he found out why we did all this, then maybe", I shrugged, "I don't think he'd like- hate us, or anything, I mean- I wish he would", I admitted, Bitzel seemed to understand, nodding, "Yeah, but we can make it up to him on his birthday", Bitzel said.

"Just 3 more days, and we can have a proper family reunion"