•¡Don't Shoot!•

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TWs; mentions of abuse, trauma, explosions
◇Tommy's POV

   I didn't want people to find out this way. I've always loved fireworks, and have never told anybody otherwise. Always been a pyromaniac, never told anyone otherwise. But now everyone knows otherwise.

I've grown up with Philza, Technoblade, and Wiblur Soot. If anything, our entire family is pyromaniacs. So, why wouldn't the youngest like fireworks and explosions?

Well, this youngest did. He just grew up around them so much, he was used to them. Especially on New Years. But at the ripe age of nine, is when I started to be afraid.

It started with the wars. Multiple wars, back to back sometimes. And when Wilbur blew L'manburg up, that set my fear off. Let's not even get started with my exile arc.

And now my family knows, my mother even knows. Though, Mrs. Kristin knew when I died the first time. It was because of an explosion I believe.

But even if it wasn't, I had definitely been scared of explosions and fireworks by then. But I didn't plan on having anyone find out, especially not like this.

¡◇Earlier that day◇!

◇Tommy's POV

"Tommy!" I watched as Wilbur jogged to me, his arms in the air.

"Wilbur," I ran up to him and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you!"

"Same to you, Tommy." He pulled back and smiled down at me.

Now, at this point in time, we basically have chose to forget everything that has happened. All our wrongdoings, mistakes, wars, etc. We choose to be a happy family on days like these.

"Wilbur," Phil walked outside with Techno, who was cradling something in his arms. "Welcome back."

"It's good to be back. We ready for new years?"

Phil nodded and walked down the steps slowly, as they were still somewhat icy. Techno just trudged down, not losing his balance at all during his walk.

I hadn't noticed what he was holding, so I tried to get a sneak peek.

"You want to shoot, Theseus?" Techno held the Roman candles, the firework holder and some firecrackers in his hand.

I took a small step back, "N-no thanks, I'm good over here."

I took a few more steps back and sat on the icy stairs, not caring if or got my clothes damp.

"Suit yourself." He shrugged and placed the firework shooter on the ground, as the three held up the Roman candles.

Phil's went off, about 5 of them came out. I didn't expect them to pop at the end. It didn't shake me to the core, but it scared me for what was about to happen.

Techno's went off, and same for Wilbur. "You sure you don't want yours Tommy?"

I nodded shakily and let out a breath, the air fogging up. "Suit yourself."

I watched in silence as they started to light the firecrackers, all at once. It was a big red packet with individual ones lined up next to each other. It had a green ignition string at the top, I watched as it was lit.

I didn't know what to expect, would it make a loud boom? Would it be faulty? A dud? I hope it's a dud.

"Aw, a dud!" Wilbur whined, I sighed a bit in relief.

"Don't worry, we bought extras. Some of these are old."

I stopped mid breath. 'They bought extras? ...YOU MUST BE JOKING!'

I watched as they lit the new one, this one wasn't faulty. It started to crackle and make big 'explosions'.

I pulled my scarf up to cover my shriek of terror, hoping that nobody could hear the muffled noise.

"Come on Tommy, come light something." Wilbur walked towards me, holding a firework rocket in my face.

I recoiled back just slightly so he wouldn't notice, but I was fearing for my life. "Uh, haha, not thanks. Maybe next time."

I smiled at him and hesitantly pushed it back. "No fun."

He shrugged and stuck it in the ground, lighting the ignition string.

I covered my ears once it went into the air, still being able to hear the loud 'bang' of the firework exploding.

'"Dream? What are you doing?"

He started to dig down under my little hut, finding my secret room I had built not too many months before.

"Tommy," he dug back up and looked at me in disappointment. "I trusted you."

He pulled out some TNT, placing it all around the edges of the building. "This was my final straw."'

I shook my head and took a deep breath, deciding not to recoil on my depression and trauma times, and focusing on the now.

"Three...two...one!"

The sharp sound of the second rocket leaving its socket sounded in my ears. I didn't have time to cover my ears before it went off with a 'bang'.

"AHHHH!" I gritted my teeth and dug my head in my scarf, shivering as the crackle of the rocket faded from the sky. Tears pricked my eyes, I felt dumb and starstruck.

"Tommy, you okay?" Philza stood next to Technoblade, who stood hovering above another rocket.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I sniffed and wiped the frozen tear from my face. It stung my fingers as the sudden wet cold droplet touched my warm finger pads.

He nodded with a smile and turned around, lighting the next rocket.

I sighed and softly covered my ears again, flinching at the noises it made.

A couple more rockets were lit, I stood up shakily, turning around to walk inside. Wilbur stood next to Techno, shaking in his boots in excitement.

"I'm heading inside, I'm getting cold." I sighed and opened the door, softly closing it shut behind me.

I walked to the spare bed room and slid down the wall, slamming the door closed. I dug my head in my knees, sobbing loudly.

"Tommy?" A small knock on the door erupted from the other side, making me slowly lift my head.

"What." It came out as more of a statement, but I could decipher the question and the statement from each other.

Phil opened the door, slowly walking in with Techno behind him. He sat criss-cross on the floor in front of me as Techno stood behind him.

"Why did you react like that? To the rockets." I sighed and rubbed the tears from my eyes.

"It...Dream wasn't the best person in exile."

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"Oh...Tommy. It's okay, we're here for you." Philza pulled me into an embrace, wiping the hard tears from my cheeks that has already dried up.

"I'll be back." I look up and Techno had a handful of rockets and his axe on his back, walking out the room door. "I have some business to handle."

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(HIiIIIII I'm sorry this took so long to get out! I had eventually left the fandom a bit without telling anyone so here's this :D!! I hope you enjoyed!)

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