It's a normal day for The City and it's people.
It's also a normal day for The Tommyinnit viewers, cause today he decided to stream a sleepover stream with Tubbo!
How fun, right?
Well—...
They did stick to their word.
They were sleeping.
Both of them.
An hour earlier, they were playing video games while eating crisps, both had tired themselves and agreed to sleep on the bunk beds.
Tubbo was at the top bunk after they cleared the stuff on it, Tommy moved the camera back so they'd be able to see the whole bed.
It could also see some of its walls!
Now,
Soft snoring was the only thing chat could hear, they can see Tommy sleeping peacefully while Tubbo seems to be uneasy as he kept tossing and turning.
He never did that on his subathon, so what's wrong now?
Chat talked.
Occasionally about how Tommy is a deep sleeper.
Rarely of the man in black at the edge of the room.
Twitter was known for being loud, for noticing such details and creating drama.
This time, twitter is known for a what looked like planned assassination.
As soon as Tommy's chat started spamming it on twitch and on twitter, the man moved slowly and sneakily towards the bunk bed. Tubbos uneasiness has left and now it was just the wind and snores.
And the man raising his dagger by his head, aiming to stab Tommy.
By chats panic on calling someone and the mans loud beating heart, they failed to notice that the snoring had stopped.
The man stabbed something soft.
Tho there was no gurgle and a yell.
The man opened his eyes—when had he closed them? And oh, he stabbed a pillow.
Wait, a pillow?
"Hm?" Tommys voice rang throughout the room, more so behind the man. The man turned around immediately raising his hands to stab the teen behind him.
'How was he fucking behind the man?! The screen just flashed and suddenly he was gone!'
A gasp came from the man as he struggled to put down the dagger to hurt Tommy.
The teen looked like he barely struggled at holding the end of the dagger while looking straight at the man, the man was furious.
"You're insane!" He had yelled, Tommy smiled and then he shrugged while answering—
"The danger gets me high, y'know? I can't really help myself, 've got secrets i can't tell," Tommy took a step towards the shaking man, whispering "like how i love the smell of gasoline."
Deep down, he knew he wasn't furious, he was fucking terrified.
Chat was confused, Tommy was hurt! What was he doing? There was blood on the dagger for fucks sake!
Then Tommys smile dropped.
"I've always like to play with fire."
And the man went up in flames, screaming as his half was burnt alive.
That seems to wake Tubbo up enough as he sat up, rubbing his eyes in the process while the man sobs and Tommy stayed still.
The teen was still holding the dagger, he sighed and the fire died out. The man cried as he felt the excruciating pain the blonde put him up to.
And how the fuck he manage to do such a trick.
"The landlord?" Tommy had asked more to himself than anyone else, Tubbo yawned before looking down at the scene below him.
That seemed to piss him enough before a whole bunch of vines seem to surround the room aiming to push Tommy back, away from danger, and most of the vines crawling up to the mans neck and hands. Wrapping themselves around him.
He was up in the air and Tubbo was by Tommys side when the camera flashed once more.
"Oh, that's wretched." He had mumbled at the sight of the man, before tightening his fist. The vines followed and tightened their hold at the man.
"Now," he had sighed before letting his anger out, because thorns suddenly came through the vines, piercing the man. "You're gonna know us, Hail to the Kings of Ruckus."
Tubbo smiled sweetly when blood dripped on the vines.
Then he let Tommy free, stepping back, not before whispering—
"No denying, I've always liked to play with fire."
And the man went up in flames once more.
A cackle was got out of Tubbo as the poor man yelled for mercy.
Chat got an idea on who the teens were, and why they possess such magic.
It's a surprise it was Tommy and Tubbo tho.
A few weeks ago, a prophet had shakily announced that The God of Death had lost two fledgeling, and for the longest that they were away God Gold would wreak havoc towards all humans until his blessed are back safely on his arms.
The God of Death had a family.
It was Him, The God of Death more so he didn't like that title so he proceeded to name himself 'God Gold' and then The Blood God, The God of Wind, and his two little fledgeling— who he had blessed with the titles, The God of Fire and The God of Nature.
You could guess where we end up when we try to explain what happened to the two teens.
The two blessed are known to cause mass chaos and hurt whoever hurt the other God, they were two in one piece.
And they we're inseparable.
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A few hours away, a brunette smiled, seemingly happy while watching a certain stream.
A melodious laugh was got out of him as soon as the man fell dead.
"Oh," he had sighed before slightly shaking his head, his brown curls bouncing a little as he did so. His glasses slid down his nose, but he could care less.
He couldn't help but coo at the stream, Tubbo was now scolding Tommy about 'being reckless and willing to get himself hurt just to feel the rush twice as hard.' while bandaging the arm that held the dagger.
It might take a while but he's willing to play the patient game.
No one has seen the face of God Gold after all, always hidden by a veil.
He smiled, it was wishful thinking of his darlings that they'd be able to get away from him forever.
Why the rush? There's still centuries to find them anyways.
"Dear fledgling of mine, i can't wait to meet you two again." He sighed dreamily, and then he smirked.
"You have a lot to learn with causing havoc, My sweet Kings of Ruckus."
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CW: Death, literally murder, planned assassination, Mentions of Gods(this is all made up), Possessive(?) And Obsessive behaviour, Implications of Philza, Technoblade, Wilbur. Uses of Names. Curse words. Chat involved :D Fiction!
