You don't get to come back! || (has been re-wrote!)

Whats not lost can't be found

Wilbur knows he's in the wrong for this.
So does his twin brother Techno.
But their dad was out and Tommy is at school, so how's really to blame? They were left unsupervised.
Twenty four year olds were left unsupervised.

In their opinion Tommy had been distant and that's not fair. I mean they only left him for eight years. Surely their dad helped him grow up.
Right?
Tension surrounded the two adults as they stood in front of the red door. They hadn't stepped foot in this room for eight years, it made Techno feel quite sick in all honesty. Wilbur however was only pushed further by his curiosity.

What made his Tommy change so much?

He was prepared to search for an answer.
They both were.

And so they did.

The door swung open. There was now no lock on the youngest door. Tommy had to take it off because of what happened, Ms Puffy and Mr Sam said he had to. Two pairs of eyes search around the room as did their hands. Picking up books and dried flowers even a few plants that their brother had adopted.

This wasn't what they expected to find.

It was rather clean. Apart from his clothes from the other day and an unmade bed, but that was normal for a teenage boy. The walls were white (a contrast to the once bright red) they had a few posters on the walls that consisted of bands and a few sketches of flowers. There was also a mirror that was mounted on the wall it was surrounded by fake flowers. It looked amazing.

A pair of vinyls hung from the ceiling and so did some fake leaves.

There wasn't really any evidence to what had changed their brother.

That was until a certain brunette dug a little too deep.

Techno was sat on the bed as he watched his twin dig around in draws and wardrobes. It was erratic and obsessive behaviour. Personally Techno didn't want to get that involved.

The smell of a certain addiction then filled his nose and he looked over to Wilbur. He'd not light one inside right? Wilbur was crouched over a drawer and it's contents held a small ash tray and three packs of cigarettes with which were at the side of a small lighter with a cow on it.

Fuck.

Wilbur's eyes locked with Technos and just then they hear voices fill the quietness of the living room. Double fuck.

Before Techno could stop him Wilbur grabbed the cigarettes and stormed downstairs.

Tommy stood with Karl's arms wrapped happily around him as Dream and Sapnap were getting drinks from the kitchen.

Brown eyes met Blue.
A clash in colour.
The muddy brown puddle meeting the ocean blue, something that was never meant to happen.

Karl quickly steps in front of the youngest and the other two rush out of the kitchen as they see the older men rush toward their Tommy.

"What the fuck are these, Tommy?"
Four pairs of eyes widen as they see the three boxes that Wilbur is holding up.
Before Tommy could get a word in Sapnap says "they're mine he was holding them for me."
Wilbur tossed him a dirty look which Sapnap happily threw back at him.
"I asked my brother."

A scoff came from behind Karl.
"They're mine and what?"
The twins stood shocked for a moment. They weren't expecting the honesty from their brother. The boy who would lie to his own fault. It made Techno feel sick again.

"What do you mean and what!?" Wilbur was mad. There is really no way to put his anger into words. He's so mad that he reaches out just like the day before he left and he smacked Tommy.

The house was quiet.
But walls full of family photos now threw the sound around as if it was a game, a taunt.
Tears fell from Tommys eyes. For the first time in awhile actually.

Karl grabbed Tommy and tucked the blond safely in his arms and smalls sobs came from the boy who's face was now buried in a purple sweater.

Dream and Sapnap didn't even think about their next actions. They just ran for the brunette. Tommy was escorted out of the house and back to the van where everyone was waiting.

After all they only went inside for the toilet and some water.

George grabbed a large sweater that smelled like smoke and beer (he knew it's was Punz's)
and slipped it over Tommys head and he sat down in the middle of Quackity and Karl.
Punz ran inside to help the two others and George got out the first aid kit.

Wilbur's ring caught Tommys cheek.
It was bad.

Tommy hissed at the sting of the medical wipes. Once the bleeding had stopped George put a large plaster on it, but he was sure the red mark would turn purple and the red line may scar.

Karl told the two everything and Tommy buried himself further in Karl's arms.

A fist collided with a face. A crunch of a now broken nose could be heard and so could the hiss of pain that came from the brunette. Dream however didn't stop there and he continued to punch Wilbur in every possible place he could. The eldest blond made sure the marks of red would turn an ugly purple and stick for at least a week or maybe even longer. that was until Sapnap pulled him off the older man and told him that George would leave if they didn't get back to the van in thirty seconds.

Punz stood with the three packets of cigarettes in his hand and a few of Tommys clothes from upstairs.
Sapnap scoffed at the sight of the brunette who was now sat up on the floor.
Dream wiped the blood from his now bruised knuckles.
Technoblade sat at the bottom of the stairs. After all he didn't do anything to Tommy, he wanted to stay out of it all. Wilbur got what he deserved.

The minivan pulled from out the driveway and onto the road. The destination being Tommys Home.

Techno threw a first aid kit at his twin and didn't offer any help and he watched the brunette struggle to wrap himself up.

"So, why the fuck did you hit Tommy?"
Wilbur rolled his eyes as if it was the dumbest question he had ever heard.
"He needed a punishment for smoking. And did you not see his attitude, He was brought up better than that."
Techno was taken aback by the answer. That was not a normal answer.
"Tommys right you're all fucking hypocrites. Like father like son I guess"

Later that night Wilbur hung out of his window to smoke a cigarette.