Beeduo [TUBBOxRANBOO]

Tommy's Team

Authors Note: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS WATCHING DA STREAM SLIME AND RANBOO IS DED?!?!? Anyway, this is based before that, so don't be too confused, alright?

"Would you SHUT UP, Tommy!" Wil yelled as Tommy sang/screamed Dream's song, road trip.

"What? What!?" Tommy said in regular Tommy fashion. 

"He is telling you to shut up," Techno said in his monotone voice. "And I am too."

"I third!" Niki yelled.  "Please, Tommy! You're probably just scaring the poor child away!"

"Heh, in this place? No one could get lost," Tommy said. They were walking on the broken prime path, and Tommy thought it was only respectful to sing some songs while on the sacred path. "It's a straight line."

"Unlike your sexuality," Wil joked, earning him a jab to the side.

"I am not gay," Tommy said. "But if I was, there is nothing wrong with it." The blonde crossed his arms.

"I know, I know. Your best friend is gay, right?" Wil asked.

"Not really," Tommy said. "They are just good friends who wanted to get married for tax purposes."

"I'm talking about George," Wil replied.

"Oh," Tommy paused. "Yeah, I guess."

"Guys," Niki said, pausing. "What is that?" Niki pointed to an old building by where the old "CRY" sign was.

Tommy squinted and quietly walked toward it. He hid behind a tree when he saw something moving. Something... green?

"Dream?" Tommy whispered to himself. "What the fuck is Dream doing here?"

The green movement in the broken building seemed to have found what it was looking for, and he disappeared into the floor. Probably a trapdoor, Tommy thought, creeping closer to the building.

"Tommy!" Someone yelled from the top of the hill where Tommy's group was waiting. Wait- it sounded like... Quackity?

"Quackity?" Tommy yelled back to the voice, putting his hand on his forehead to block the sun. "Quackity, is it you?"

"Yeah, man!" the unmistakable voice of Quackity yelled back. 

Tommy sprinted back up the hill and embraced the duck-human hybrid. "It's been so long!" Tommy exclaimed. 

"Yeah!" Quackity agreed. "Why did we ever stop seeing each other?" He scrunched his face. "Nevermind, I'm just glad to see you again." He stepped back and rolled up his sleeve.

"How has Las Nevadas? You know, the whole running the place and stuff," Tommy asked, rubbing his eyes, which was leaking for some odd reason. He sniffed.

"Boring without Slime," Quackity admitted. "You know.."

"Yeah," Wilbur said. "That other me is gone. Heh, big deal."

Everyone went quiet after that comment from Wil. 

"Shut," Tommy choked out. "The FUCK- up."

"What?" Wilbur said, smirking at the child. "I know who you pretend he is. But Ghostbur is gone, and you need to man up and move on."

Quackity sprinted towards the revived man and tackled him, bringing them both to the ground. Quackity pulled out his netherrite axe. 

"WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN? HE WAS MY FUCKING LIFE!" Quackity screamed through tears. 

"Quackity," Tommy said calmly, also through leaking eyes. "Please, get off of him."

Quackity got up, holding the axe to Wilbur's neck, who was still on the ground. "He can't say that," Quackity said. "Tell him not to EVER fucking say that." Quackity rubbed his eyes. "Please."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Tommy said. "Please forgive him. He's still my friend."

Quackity sniffed and got up. "Wait," He said suddenly. "Where's Niki and Techno?"