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Tommy woke with a throbbing head and stiff back from the harsh mining he had done all day yesterday. His shirt was all sweaty from summer's heat. His blonde slightly unkempt hair was messy and he just felt disgusting in general.

In summary Tommy needed a good shower. And that's exactly what he did. He took a long cold shower, got dressed and walked out of his cottage dirt home. Looking out into the world Tommy could see tall building structures, a stretching river that ran from underneath his property down the cliff below and the Targay down the prime path. 'Time to start the day.' Tommy groaned to himself. Tommy had a routine. Wake up, work on his railroad, talk to his best friend Ranboo, steal some supplies from the other L'burgians and visit his brother's grave stone.

Tommy didn't know why but after every day, for five months since his brother's "Psychotic break" that lead to his death, as it was said, visiting Wilbur still broke him. It broke him more as he watched an impostor walk around with his idol's features. Wilbur, his brother, and Tubbo had been the two people he breathed for. They also left him alone. Wilbur's ghost, Ghostbur, as he named himself, had no memory of anything in Wilbur's life. Only what was told to him. It made Tommy angry at how his suppose dead brother, become a canvas for others to paint their narrative on. It didn't help that the narrative was a malicious one. Some L'burgians, the newest ones, called his brother a "crazy power hungry sadist." They called him "bonkers." Others, the older L'burgians, called him "a lost cause." "A lost soul." They said "the poor teen was destined to die with outbreaks like that." For as long as Tommy knew him, Wilbur never just had outburst. He rarely did. Panic attacks sure but never violent outburst that would get you so scared you'd kill him in cold blood.

Tommy never actually talked to the ghost but his very existence disturbed Tommy extremely. Speaking of the ghost he was heading up the prime path. Toward Tommy's house. Most likely trying to start up conversation with the blonde Brit. It's been like this since he found out Tommy was technically his brother.

"Fuckin' hell." Tommy grumbled speed walking the opposite way as non suspiciously as possible. "Tommy? Tommy Innit! Do you have a moment to spare?" He heard the ghost shout gently. Tommy mentally vomited at his soft British accent. That's not his brother's voice. Tommy started full on sprinting away and toward a field past the Targay. When suddenly the ghost approached in front of him. Hovering a few inches from the ground.

"OH MY PRIME!" Tommy shouted, startled. "What the fuck...." He breathed. "Hello Tommy! I-I just wanted a moment of your time. I didn't mean to scare you mate." Tommy looked down refusing to meet the ghost's face. As Ghostbur continued talking Tommy watched as the feet less ghost hover above the ground beside him. Then at his toned jeans. Then his yellow sweat shirt with a tore in the middle where Wilbur was pierced with the blade of his murderer, then his pale ears, then onto his bright red beanie and long flowing fluffy brown hair. 'No brother of mine.' Tommy thought. "So?" Ghostbur snapped him back into reality. What had the ghost been saying? Tommy just furrowed his eyebrows. It didn't matter what he was saying as Tommy had no reason to talk to the impostor.

"I-I can help you! Keep you a bit of company!" Ghostbur pleaded. Tommy just walked away not answering him yet not telling him to piss off. So Ghostbur smiled, following the blonde Brit. They entered Tommy's home, into the backroom, down the hall to the left, into a mine cart and down the unfinished railroad where a lever was there to stop the cart. They said nothing to each other as Tommy worked hard on his railroad. Ghostbur didn't understand the point of the railroad being underneath Tommy's house for only him to use. The ghost personally believed Tommy was a very creative architect who's contraptions could benefit L'manburg as a whole but he also knew that the country originally belonged to Wilbur. So serving L'manburg without him wouldn't be an option. For Tommy at least.