"Tommy, did you really think we weren't going to find all this? Did you think I wouldn't catch you?"
"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't go by that name anymore, Tubbo?"
Tubbo seemed to ignore the comment about Vil's name, didn't give it a second thought. He never seemed to care. Vil couldn't tell whether it was malicious, or whether Tubbo just couldn't see him as anyone but Tommy.
"After what Wilbur did, did you think we weren't prepared for someone to try again? Especially after you'd been isolating yourself like this, we knew this was coming bossman. Though I'll give you credit, if your brother hadn't done it first, I never would've caught you."
"Well, clearly you all didn't get his fucking message last time. This place still isn't, and never will be, what he wanted it to be. It doesn't deserve to stand the way it is. I intend to finish what he started."
"You tried to, Tommy-"
"Vil."
"... You tried to. It’s over now, we caught you, we found the TNT you rigged and we're taking it out."
"You think that's it then? Tubs, I'm not stopping here just because one thing didn't work, just because you caught me once. This isn't the end, God no. Tubbo, this is just the beginning."
Tubbo looked up at Vil, anger in his face and a light behind his eyes that Tubbo... couldn't call sane, per se.
Am I really about to do this...? He's still my best friend...
...But it isn't safe to let him keep on this way, not for anyone.
Tubbo looked down at the ground for a moment, then back up to Vil with a much more serious, almost angry look.
"Tommy. You've become a danger to all of us, to L'Manburg. I have to keep my people safe. And you are dangerous to our nation."
Vil took a small step back from his friend and let out a small scoff.
"Tubbo, what are you saying?"
Tubbo turned away from Vil, looking to the others surrounding them, raising his voice to announce what was happening to his people.
"I have made the decision, as the president of L'Manburg..."
He paused, taking a breath, and his face became serious once more.
I'm only doing what I have to to protect everyone. He's dangerous, he's not a good person. Its okay.
"... to exile TommyInnit."
"Exile?"
Vil scoffed again, in disbelief, though he tried to make it seem like he thought Tubbo was joking with him and the whole thing was ridiculous.
"What, you're gonna send your best friend away all by himself?"
"... For everyone's safety. Yes."
"Oh my God, you're serious. You're really doing this!"
Vil let out a high pitched laugh in Tubbo's face, eyes wide and tears held back.
"You're sending me off because I'm a danger."
Tubbo opened his mouth to say something and then didn't. He turned his face away from his friend and back to the ground angrily.
"Dream, would you take him?"
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Come And Get Me
FanfictionWilbur built a nation with his little brother, destroyed it, and got himself killed. How is Tommy meant to cope with the death of his older brother and keep his own sanity? Maybe Wilbur was right, it was never meant to be. ---- Updating on Fridays :]