Running Out of Time (Tommy Timetraveler AU)

Chapter 5

Tommy was frozen, blue eyes stapled to the yellow box that had tormented him for months. It was there, being wheeled towards him while the crowd stayed silent. Actually, now that Tommy thought about it, the whole world around him seemed silent, as if it knew what was about to occur. Wilbur’s eyes looked towards him, his lips moving but the blond couldn’t hear anything. He wasn’t sure if he was even breathing anymore, hands shaking as he tried to keep his cool. The box, the yellow box he had wanted to forget about, was now right next to him.

Fundy didn’t look at Tommy once he stopped. Nor had he when he was pushing the box out onto the stage. Finally, he came to when someone was pushing him into the object, his fearful eyes meeting angry cold brown. “This, is a traitor!” Wilbur addressed the crowd. The crowd stayed silent, all staring at Tommy. “He has been giving information away to our enemies, the people that want to tear down our country!” Tommy looked up towards the building he knew Schlatt and Tubbo were on, seeing Schlatt’s hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, his green eyes huge and ears pulled back as he stared at the blond. He looked like he wanted to act, like he wanted to save Tommy from whatever scenario was about to play out.

If only Tubbo could.

“DREAM!” Tommy’s head shot over towards Wilbur, his arms raised at his sides as he called the green hooded man's name. “PLEASE! COME TO THE STAGE MY GOOD MAN!” Tommy didn’t know if it was possible, but he started freaking out more. He saw Dream once he reached the top, his mask on like usual, and hood up, casting a shadow over the porcelain smile. It made Tommy pale, realizing what was happening.

Dream slowly approached the three suited people, and Tommy could see him shaking slightly. "Hello, Wilbur…"

"Dream, buddy… you'll do what's right for this country, right?"

"A- anything."

"Good." Wilbur’s smile widened, twisting into a grin. "I need you to take Tommy out."

Dream stepped back, hand resting on the rocket launcher at his side. "I'm sorry Mr. President… What do you mean by that? You can't possibly mean-"

"Murder him!" Wilbur shouted, and cries erupted from the crowd. Tommy could hear the faint 'NO!' from Nikki. "Take him out! And make it hurt!"

"I- sir-"

Tommy looked over the scene. Wilbur and Dream, Fundy in the corner near the wings, Tubbo and Schlatt, the younger ram's face bowed and hidden, the audience, most on their feet. This was it. This was where it went down. Wilbur had hurt Tommy before, but never like this.

Suddenly Dream was before him, the launcher raised. "I'm sorry. Tommy, I'm so sorry. I'll make it as painless and- and colorful as possible."

"Dream…"

"Any last words?" Wilbur asked with a smile from behind Dream.

Tommy looked up at the building where his allies waited.

His eyes finally met Tubbo's.

"At least it's only me," he said with a smile.

Pain.

Darkness.

⏳️

Tubbo gasped, eyes locked onto the stage as chaos erupted around them. Schlatt stared ahead, his own eyes wide with surprise. Once the shock left Tubbo, he forced Schlatt’s hand off of him, summoning an ender pearl before swinging his arm back, aiming for the stage he just watched his best friend die on. “TOMMY!” He knew it was pointless yelling, but even so he did. Maybe part of him hoped the blond would answer back, letting the goat hybrid know he was alright. But as he teleported to the stage, he knew the teen was dead.