It had only been a week into Tommy stay with Sam by now. Jeez, he remembered when he was first caught by the creepy green dude it was September as it was now the second week of November. Crazy how times flies. But anyways, it had started to snow for the first time in awhile. It hadn't snowed since Tommy was 7, he was 16 now. So obviously he was a bit thrilled when he saw it.
Wil had stopped by Sam's house to see how Tommy was doing in the past week, only to find him making snowballs and throwing them at anything, also being Wil once Tommy saw him.
"Hey what was that for?" The brunette interrogated the teen.
Tommy just built a relatively small snow hut and hid in it.
Plan B was now needed because he saw Wil's shoes at the door of his hut.
There was no plan B.
Uh oh.
"Get out here you gremlin" Wil demanded the boy in the snow hut underneath him.
Tommy crawled out.
"Yesss?" He avoided eye contact because of serious reasons.
"You best make more snowballs because it's on." The older teen told Tommy and he threw one at him.
Both ran at separate sides of the snow to make a snowball army as Tommy called it. Sam had eventually went outside to watch both boys fight with the snow. It was nice to know today wasn't a day of fear, or running away. It was peaceful, and fun.
The snowball fight made Tommy go back to his younger days, where he and Tubbo would always go out once the sun had lit up the sky. And they'd stay out till the stars showed themself. But even then most times they would point out constellations and such. Tommy enjoyed those days. Playing with Tubbo in the snow, then watching the stars at night.
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"Hey! This isn't fair you're base is so much bigger than mine!" The young blonde protested.
"Make a better base then" The young brunette responded with, harsh in Tommy's opinion. But that was Tubbo.
After hours of snowball bases and almost getting frostbite the stars had lit the sky instead of the blooming sun.
"Tommy! Tommy! Come here look at the stars!" Tubbo called Tommy over in a hurry.
"Ooo" The blonde hadn't see so many stars, there we so many. Big, small, brighter than others, and some that were so dim you could barely see them.
Both boys fell asleep outside. Go thing it was horribly cold.
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This moment reminded Wil of when him and His brother actually used to get along, though his brother hated snow, he enjoyed the fighting part. He does miss bonding with his brother, instead of just getting constant death glares. What did he even do wrong?
They did everything together, so what changed? Why all the sudden was his brother so against him?
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"Daddd Techno's being mean!" Wil called out to his father, he knew who he was now. But then? Then was different.
"Well what's he doing?" The boy's father walked over to Wil.
"He's. Uh. Well I don't actually have an excuse but you should definitely yell at him!" The young dark brunette told his father.
His father laughed at Wil and walked over to the other child.
"Let the battle begin." He whispered to Wil's brother, as if you could see the smile on his face even if you weren't looking at him. Soon after Wil got a snowball to the face.
All three spent the day out. Those were the days Wil missed. The days his father wasn't yelling or screaming at him, the days where his brother was spending time with him. Although he was missing one thing, his mother, he still enjoyed the days.
His mother had passed a few years ago of a disease, but Wil had memories of him and her going into a beautiful forest filled with flowers and trees of all kinds. He'd always bring his guitar so he could start learning with his mother.
They had made a song together.
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"How do you like those lyrics?" His mother asked him.
"But it's lovey doves mom, those are always cheesy." Wil protested.
"Aww cmon I think it's good, let's try it see if it sounds good okay?" His mother reassured.
"Fineee" Wil had his guitar in his hands already, he was the one to sing most times, but his mother always encouraged him to, even if Wil hating his singing.
His hands moved smoothly against the guitar strings, this part for him, was the best.
The singing part came up soon after though.
"Years ago, when I was younger."
"I kind of liked a girl I knew."
His mother had a soft smile of her face, though Wil didn't see it because whenever he plays or sings he always closes his eyes, he says it makes him more in the moment.
"She was mine and we were sweethearts."
"That was then, but it's true."
"I'm in love with a fairytale."
"Even though it hurts."
"Cause I don't care, if I lose my mind."
"I'm already cursed."
And Wil started playing his guitar solo, once he was done he looked up at his mother, who was smiling at him.
"How did it sound?" She questioned the boy.
"Maybe I like it.." Wil did actually love it, he just didn't want to admit it because he was stubborn."
"I told you Wil, now let's finish the rest." His mother picked up a paper and started writing while Wil looked around his surrounding, the flowers, the tress, everything.
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After a few hours all went inside, Sam had made hot chocolate after Tommy asked him, Wil stayed the night because he still didn't trust what happened. Sam didn't mind it since both were great friends, even if their age gap was a bit. I mean, Wil is what, 19? And Sam's 26, not a heavy age group, but it's obviously there.
Tommy had used his tail as a blanket for himself. Don't know how. But he did. Both him and Wil were sitting on the couch while Sam was in a stool at the island in the kitchen.
You know, after a day of snowball fights and coming back inside drinking hot chocolate, is considered a long day. Tommy had fallen asleep on the couch, his head leaned against Wil's shoulder as he fell asleep.
Wil took this as a sign of Tommy trusting him more, I mean. You cant blame the kid, he's can't live in the home he has been in for 16 years, he's been on the chase since September, and that's three whole months. I think someone who can fully protect the kid is someone he needed to be around and someone he needed to trust. And that person happened to be Wil.
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An Endless Void
FanfictionA Vigilante living with a good friend of his for years now. Suddenly has a big change in his style of "living". TW'S! -Derealization -Violence -Child Abuse -Repetitive Words(Sometimes) -Swearing Start Date - 8/21/2021 Finish Date - 12/1/2021 (...