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"Oi! Dickhead! You keep stealing my trees!" Tommy pouted, picaxe in hand.

"What? No! I'm helping you Tommy! See! Watch me destroy the tree." Drista raised her fist and punched the tree causing it to fly from the impact. "Fuckin' L..." Tommy groaned exhausted. It had been all day with Drista's high energy and constant "help." She was growing to be a real pain in the ass.

"Could you not make mining harder for me?" Tommy sighed collecting more wood.

"I'm not trying too. Your way of mining is just lame."

"This is how you do it!"

"Alright, alright. Let's just hurry up and go!"

The duo ventured through the forest terrain in search of a village for supplies.

Drista was a recently made goddess with powers so even she didn't understand the completion of her abilities. Much like Tommy.

Drista was fourteen, she was the sibling of the most powerful god, she was also the youngest god, meaning she didn't really have anyone that understood her. Again, like the blonde.

"I think I see a village!" Tommy gasped.

Drista turned his hand, her hair draped over her upper back perfectly. Tommy grabbed her hand and lead her to the village that hid behind tall green trees. "We have to rob 'em." Tommy whispered to the goddess. "Tommy what the fuck. I'm not helping you STEAL. That's against the rules AND it's illegal." The goddess criticized.

"Well than give me things to either survive or trade with!" Tommy whisper shouted.

"You know I can't! Even if I could I do not want my brother on my head! I'm already due for consequences for wandering to Earth unattended and neglecting my duties for weeks because I've been with you!" She explained. "Then stealing it is!" Tommy smiled. Drista crossed her arms. "I can do this alone if you want, you'll just have to wait here." Tommy said pulling his green hoodie on and dusting off his godly fabric cloak. A gift from Drista so he could be warm and look more presentable as his blood stained and shredded clothes would draw suspicion to many. And Tommy did not want Dream to find him. Besides Drista had made two out of her cloak since it was extremely long to fit her tall height. Gods and goddesses were usually at least ten feet or higher depending on the power rank. Drista was much taller in her godly form but she chose to make herself a good six feet to avoid suspicion as well, although she could turn invisible to ungodly eyes. She grabbed Tommy's hand disguising herself in invisible ink. "Your not going alone. Let's do this." Tommy smiled.

They traveled the village like any other. They found the temple and decided on grabbing some of it's books. It's never a bad idea to carry a book with you. They looked for things they wanted and they, mostly Tommy, who use skill to take it without being noticed.

They stumbled upon a store. It had the finest smelling food. "What's that smell?!?" Drista gasped at the sweet aroma. Tommy snapped his head to the store. It was selling golden apple pie. His eyes went wide. Golden apple pie? Tommy hadn't had golden apple pie since L'manburg/Manburg. Wilbur would make it to cheer Tommy up when he was down. It never failed to work. The flavors melted on his tongue bringing tears to his eyes, his legs to grow weak and his bod to enter a ethiopian state of mind. A true godly power. "We need to steal that pie," Tommy whispered to Drista. "can you try causing a distraction with your powers." Drista looked around. "I can try." The two walked into the store acting as if they were going to trade for the pie.

"Whatcha' tradn' for?" The store owner asked boredly. Behind him a guy was tossing dough into the air happily. The golden apple pie sat on the counter in front of them. Tommy looked to Drista who looked at the guy behind the store owner. As Tommy began distracting the store owner Drista concentrated on the guy. She waited for the dough to fly once more before tilting her head to the store owner which the dough fell upon. Tommy snagged the pie and grabbed Drista's hand racing out the store.

"HEY! THIEVES! GET BACK HERE!" The store owner yelled after Tommy and Drista. More so Tommy than Drista  because she was invisible to his sight. Isn't it great to be a god? They pushed passed people who stood close to them. All Tommy could hear was his heavy breathing, his feet and murmurs from by standers. Pussies. Finally the forest was in sight and Tommy smiled victoriously. Being that he was homless in the forest for a portion of his life, it now served as his personal domain. He covered the pie with the cloak and raced into the bush and vanished.

The frustrated sounds of curses from the owner walking away could be distantly heard as the blonde quieted his breathing. Tommy let out a sigh once the sounds completely vanished. Drista walked up to him. "We did it!" She cheered. "Now we can eat!" Drista sat on the floor waiting for Tommy to craft a small knife from the wood he collected. When he did he cut the pie in half for the two to share.

Tommy ate his pie watching as Drista unbuckled her mask. She placed it beside her revealing her face. Tommy stopped. There were twisted large scars going horizontal where her eyes should be. The scars had a faint green mist around it. An X was engraved into her skin right above the nose bridge where millions of freckles littered her face.

Tommy was going to ask about her face but that seemed rude. He wouldn't like it if someone asked him that. And there was a lot to say. Tommy had a permentent scars on his nose bridge, arms and legs, his right leg had a dried blood wrapping, his hair was brown, his lips were dry, finger tips were dirt and now golden apple pie covered the dirt. He wasn't looking too hot. As they finished the pie Drista went on rambling on about some random demi god who was going killing sinful people when Tommy stiffened. There in front of him was Dave. He's presence was much clearer. His eyes were blood red until how they were when he saw them in his exile. During the explosions.

"W-Who the fuck are you?" Tommy mumbled holding his hand out as he went to touch him. "Whadda doing Tom?" Drista asked slightly scaring him.

"PRIME! God, would you not do that!?!" Tommy grumbled. "I saw Dave, again." Drista groaned. "I don't know who Dave is but let me guess. We're going to go follow him again." Tommy chuckled at her frustration.

"Tommy what is the po-"

Drista froze. Her ears perked up. Tommy slanted his head confused. His hairs wasn't standing so he knew nothing bad was going to happen. "Drista? What's wrong?" Drista grabbed Tommy's hand and started running. "H-Hey! What's going on!?!" He shouted. "Hush Tommy! We need to move! My brother is close! I feel it!"

Tommy than picked up speed and the two ran in Dave's direction.

It left an uneasy feeling to Tommy that a goddess- sister of the most powerful god- couldn't see a simple strawberry haired boy that stood in plain sight in front of him. Though his hair didn't stand Tommy could feel something was wrong. Something was terrible wrong with Tommy.

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