Stealing Secrets

Destroyed

TW: SWEARING (I THINK THATS IT)

Tommy woke up with loud clambering in the room. He shot up, staring up at the area in front of him. "Oh, hey Tommy! George started snoring so I left before it got bad." It was Tubbo, looking down at him. "Oh, ok. What are you doing?" Tommy said, rubbing his eyes. "Wilbur left his phone here." Tubbo answered. "You mean the one on his nightstand?" Tommy said, nodding to the bed next to him. "Oh, thanks." Tubbo grabbed the phone and headed for the door. "Wanna join us? We're getting something to eat, then we wanna go to the house in the forest again." "Ohhh, shit." Tommy thought to himself. They can't go there! It fell apart. They'll know someone went there.

Despite his fear, he just quietly said. "Sure, I'll go. Gimme a second." He got up, grabbed some clothes and headed for the bathroom. After a bit, he walked out of the room with Tubbo. They went out of the door and met with Wilbur at the woods. "Why are we going to the house anyway?" Tommy asked, hoping it was something that he could fix. "I left my earbuds there, and I don't feel like getting new ones." Wilbur said, giving him a blank stare. "Oh SHIT!" Tommy yelled to himself, "Why the hell did you leave them there?" He said, sounding like they were his. "They probably just fell out of my pocket." Wilbur said, eyeing Tommy. "Well anyway, let's go." Tubbo said, already walking away. Wilbur chased after, and Tommy hesitated as he followed. The walk was familiar, and he knew exactly why. When the path was starting to disappear, he knew where to walk, it was only hours when he walked it twice, and now, here he was. Hopefully not to get discovered. As the other boys followed behind. He saw it.

"Fucking finally." Tubbo whispered to himself. "Uh, that's not how in remember it?" Wilbur said walking towards it "Holy shit- what the hell happened!" Wilbur yelled. Tommy stood there, to nervous to move. "What?" Tubbo asked, running up to it. As Tommy expected, the whole thing was crushed and in pieces. He really just saved the forest a few years. "Uh, I don't think your earbuds will work anymore." Tubbo said, thinking that would be funny. As much as Tommy wanted to leave, he stood there, waiting. He'd already seen the whole thing, so what would be the point. So he just stood, no where to go, no where to hide. He walked forward, trying to look more confused then frightened. "Jesus Christ, I'd like to see you find your earbuds." He said, slowly.

Wilbur ran up towards the mess and dug through it. Nothing, but now, he was curious. What made it break in a night? Any person who would've just have found this probably would just assume that nature did it's part. But they were they're only there yesterday, and yesterday, the home was in good condition. Well, better then that.
Tubbo climbed over to get a better look of the pile. "What the hell happened to it?" He asked Wilbur. "Maybe a fire?" Wilbur suggested. "Nah, the whole forest would've burned down." Tubbo answered, looking around.

Wilbur got up and searched around, not sure what the hell he was looking for, but he really took anything as a clue. "What are you doing?" Tommy asked, finally remembering how to speak. "I'm trying to find out what the hell made this house fall apart." Wilbur shouted. As Tubbo was searching to, he started to climb onto the pile, making his was way up. Forgetting that the wood was very breakable, he fell into the pile. "AH, shit!" He yelled. Tommy started reaching out, trying to pull him out of the big mess. As Tubbo was grabbing, trying to get out as well, he saw something, laying right in front of him. He grabbed the object as he tried to grab Tommy's hand. "Tommy! Grab this and pull!" Tubbo said, holding out what he had found. Tommy grabbed it and pulled. Soon enough, Tubbo was out and in a lot of pain. "I found this, it's very flat." He said, giving it to Tommy. It looked, familiar, very familiar. It was, his phone?!

"Do you know what it is?" Tubbo asked in a hopeful voice. "No idea." Tommy said back, lying. "Hey Wilbur! I've found something!" Tubbo shouted at him, searching in the trees. Wilbur ran over and grabbed the phone. "What is it?" Tubbo asked again. "I think it's a phone." Wilbur responded, looking at the cracked screen. The screen was pretty much white, the cracks were deep and big. There was a hole right through the phone, with bits of wood all around it. Yeah, it wasn't gonna work anytime soon. "I reckon, someone found the place after we left, went inside the home, it fell apart, and they dropped their phone is the process." Wilbur said, handing back the destroyed phone.