Tommyinnit x Reader - Exile

Chapter 7 - New Friends

(a/n: this one is a bit longer then the last one bois! Ver Ver Poggers! Hope you all drank enough water and ate enough food today!)

B pulled on the last piece of her clothing as she sighed. The worn clothes stuck to her body slightly as she wasn't fully dry, but it felt as if it was near winter and anyone could turn up, so she wasn't going to take any chances.

She looked towards the grass that separated this 'Logstershire' from the white-beige sand. To her right, she spotted a tent-of-sorts. It was also pretty badly constructed, but she didn't notice, as she could see a bright, cornflower blue piece of dye floating in the air. It bobbed afloat every few seconds. B slowly approached, wincing as to see better.

As she got closer, a clear hand slowly seemed to appear connected to it. She jumped back in shock, feeling two of her hearts disappearing. She clutched at her chest. It felt like she was winded. She may not remember what happened to her, but she was fucking sure she had never felt that before.

She focused her eyes back to the tent. A translucent man with blue-ish skin and a bright yellow jumper approached her. It had blue stains towards the centre of his chest, where there was a deep gash, also a dark blue in an almost straight line. He had a pair of round, golden spectacles perched on his nose, framing his face in a (if i do say so myself) rather attractive way.

The translucent man smiled brightly and B felt her hearts return. It felt like a warm hug, comforting her.

"Hi!!!" The blue man called out, in a jolly way,"I'm Ghostbur, what's your name?"

"I- Hello. My name is.. Well.. I don't know, but lanky boy somewhere over there named me B"

"Cool! You know Tommy? Tommy is so nice to me, he's in a lot of my good memories." Ghostbur smiled fondly, his utter presence making the girl feel safer in Logstershire already (if Tommy's jokes hadn't already).

Blind Girl arched her eyebrows, and catching on to her questionable gaze, Ghostbur continued;

"Oh- I'm dead. Got, y'know, stabbed through the chest by my dear ol' dad. That's one of my happy memories as well! It's a little foggy as to why though.." Ghostbur trailed off, losing focus slightly while he tried to remember why he was so happy. His face went (if it seemed possible to go any paler) pale and he cleared his throat, clutching at the dye tightly.

As Ghostbur gripped the cornflower blue in his hand, it glowed brightly and his face returned to its original colour. His smile returned.

Witnessing this, B held a slightly alarmed expression, but quickly resumed her concerned gaze as she sorted through the information she'd just been told.

" Well that's fucked up " She thought, almost amused with his tone of voice when relaying the ,what you would think would be, a painful memory.

Not fully knowing how to reply to Ghostbur, she replied with a simple;"Oh."

Wilbur continued to smile, not noticing the awkwardness in the air and a few lone wisps of blue detached themselves from his jumper.

A few seconds passed.

Then a full minute.

Ghostbur blinked, still with his warm grin gracing his face.

B cleared her throat, breaking the silence ;"I- I'm going to go find Tommy, wanna join?"

Ghostbur replied,"Oh! That's why I came here in the first place! I've been meaning to give Tommy a gift. Tommy misses Tubbo a lot. I sometimes see him crying when looking at his picture. I try to give him some blue but he always tells me to 'Fuck Off' and won't let me see him take it. He always does though." Ghostbur pauses for a breath,"When I come back the next day, it's gone. I guess I won't have to check on him as much now you're here."

They continue to engage in small talk as they traverse the thin path towards the semi-circle of logs. The path was lumpy and the rounded stones beneath her feet helped to get rid of the wet sand on her feet. Ghostbur's shoes seemed to go right through them. Levelling out with every step, never changing in level. B's eyes widened in shock as she noticed that a guitar had somehow made its way onto his back. She hadn't remembered him ever picking that up, but it had somehow found its way onto his back, where it sat comfortably and peacefully. It was acoustic and had things engraved onto the sides. However, she couldn't quite make them out before they arrived at the wooden walls of Logstershire.

"Tommy?" B called out, cupping her mouth,"Tommy? Your friend is here!"

"Tommy! It's Ghostbur! I have something you might like!" Ghostbur echoed, his voice holding the familiar wispy undertone to it.

Tommy poked his head out from inside a double chest and his face went from 20 percent happiness to 100 as he spotted Ghostbur. His eyes closed as he smiled widely and B could almost swear that there were a few light freckles showing up on his cheeks. Her own face flushed at this, he looked like an angel. Well, she'd never seen an angel or even seen a drawing of one, but she now suspected that this is what an angel looked like. Almost exactly.

Tommy stood up to his full height and clumped over to Ghostbur and herself. To put it shortly, she did NOT expect Tommy to be that tall. He wasn't as tall as Ghostbur, but his voice indicated that he would be rather short. Like a child-young teen i guess. It had a slightly immature, but simple voice. She herself stood at y/h (your height) and had a rather proud stature (a/n: I thought that this description would work for most body types so I've left it in :>). Tommy's shoulders slumped over a bit, giving the indication that he crafted or mined quite often. Considering the mass amount of chests everywhere and the base underground, she settled on that conclusion.

"Eh? Blind Girl, can you hear me? B." Tommy waved his hand in front of her face. Ghostbur peered at her from behind him, confused.

"Sorry, pink cheeks. Got distracted," B replied awkwardly. Tommy grumbled at the nickname before stating;

"Yeah, well, Ghostbur wants to show me something so you can go down into the base if you'd like. I've left some steak in the furnace," Tommy said as he rubbed his neck ,"I'll be back before the morning."

"Oh ok. See you later! And you Ghostbur!" B called out.

"See you another time B!" Ghostbur replied, again with a wispy undertone.

And with that, Tommy and Ghostbur retreated towards the direction of the tent near the sea. 

(a/n: this is insane! I have 450 views! I never thought that anyone would actually read this and trying to think of 450 people sitting down on phones/ipads/laptops reading one of these chapters is crazy to me. Thank you for reading!)