That night after texting Tommy a bit, Toby managed to get some sleep. His head didn't make it really easy and he ended up waking up a few times during the night, but he managed to fall asleep again. That morning, he slept in. It was the weekend now after all. However, when he woke up later in the morning, he felt like something was wrong. The room was quiet. Tommy wasn't snoring in the opposite bed like he'd usually be, which was weird. Maybe he was already downstairs?
He groaned, pushing himself up. His headache had dulled since yesterday, or maybe he'd just gotten used to it. Either way, he felt well enough to function at least. He slowly got out of bed, making his way out of the room. As he walked down the hallway and to the stairs, he noticed how quiet it was out here too. Quieter than usual...that worried him. Usually Phil or Kristin would be making breakfast, Tommy would be bothering Techno and/or Wilbur, who would either ignore him or banter with him respectively. His worry increased as he checked the living room and his parents room, finding no one. Where was everyone? He made his way to the kitchen, where he was relieved to see Wilbur sitting at the table.
That relief was dampened a bit when he saw how anxious his brother was. Will was holding a cup of coffee in a death grip, his leg was bouncing, a telling movement. He was stressed, and he looked like he hadn't gotten much sleep.
"Will, where is everyone?" He asked, snapping the older boy out of his thoughts.
"Toby, you're up!" He attempted a smile, but it was forced.
"Where is everyone?" Toby asked again, sitting across from Wilbur, "What's wrong..?"
Wilbur sighed, "Tommy...he never got home last night...we called Karl, and Purpled, but they said he didn't stay over. Mom and Dad went out to look for him, Techno too. I stayed so you wouldn't be alone, I didn't want you to worry."
Toby's eyes widened as he spoke, his stomach twisting slightly. He was thankful that someone had stayed. He was right. Given everything that had been happening, everything that was happening, he would have been worried. He had a horrible, sinking feeling about this. It would be horrible regardless. His brother was missing, possibly hurt, or kidnapped. But part of him wondered if this was connected to him.
"They're keeping me updated with texts and calls and such..." Will gestured to his phone, which Toby saw was on the table in front of his brother, "Do you want any breakfast?"
Toby shook his head. "Not really hungry..."
Will nodded, "me too, let me know when you get hungry, I can make us something"
"Alright..."
His mind was racing. He has a bad feeling. His head throbbed. Why did he feel like this was his fault? Then he froze as a thought struck him. Schlatt's had grabbed his bandana, no, Tommy's bandana on their fight. He felt like he was going to be sick. Surely this was just a coincidence, right? If it wasn't...he'd put his brother in danger. This was his fault. He could could be hurt or...no. No he wasn't going to think about that.
His face must have looked horrified, because Wilbur leaned over to put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Toby, alright? Tommy will be ok. We'll find him..."
Toby wanted to believe him, he really did. But there was a sinking feeling in his stomach that wouldn't let him. Probably never would. Not until they really found him.
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Tommy woke up gasping for air. He remembered being chased, he'd thought he'd lost them, then he'd heard a man's voice and he'd been suffocated...he must have passed out. He most definitely didn't recognize his surroundings. It looked like a cell, he was in a chair that was in the center. And now he realized that he was tied to this chair. His wrists were bound to the arms, and his ankles to the front two legs. His torso was also tied to the chair. He did his best to struggle, but that ended up being useless. Dammit...whoever tied him up was good at knots. Speaking of which...
"Oi! Fucker!" He yelled, "Come in here and face me like a man you son of a bitch!"
The door opened, and someone stepped in. Someone that Tommy had not expected.
"Quackity..?" He frowned, "What the hell are you doing here?"
His friend, or who he thought was a friend looked conflicted.
"Are you the one who tied me up?" Tommy asked, glaring suspiciously at him
The other boy shook his head.
"Are you going to untie me and help me out of here?"
"I-" Quackity swallowed, "I can't do that Tommy..."
"Why not?" Tommy's glare intensified, "Are you working with whoever did this? I thought we were friends!"
"I wish I could dude, you don't understand-"
The door opened again, and Quackity snapped his mouth shut. A tall man stepped through the door, wearing a suit, dark hair combed back, Ram horns protruding from the sides of his head. Schlatt-
Tommy's eyes widened, and he did his best not to recoil as the man approached him. Stay calm Tommy, stay fucking calm-
"So we finally meet unmasked.." the villain grinned, crouching down to him, "I see you've met my son, you two look close in age. Were you friends? How ironic..."
He chuckled, and Tommy took a few seconds to process that. "Son? What...and what the hell do you mean 'unmasked' you prick-"
"You've got quite an attitude, you know that? I didn't expect that from you Tubbo." Schlatt chuckled, "And to answer your question, Alex here is one of my sons. I have three. Not by blood obviously, but I raised them since they were little"
This was so much to process, Tommy's mind was racing-
"Perhaps you've met the other two?" Schlatt raised an eyebrow, "Fundy or George ring any bells?"
One of them did. Fundy...the friend of Toby's friend Niki... he didn't say anything about that...but something else registered for him, and he burst into laughter, which earned him strange looks from Schlatt and Quackity. He couldn't help himself- It was probably a mix of shock and just how ridiculous this situation was.
"I'm not Tubbo..." he stated after taking a breath, "You grabbed the wrong person you idiot! I thought you were a scary supervillain, but you're a moron-"
He heard Quackity draw a sharp breath, but he didn't care.
Schlatt chuckled darkly, "see, there's where you're wrong..my son Fundy has the power to track the owner of any item, and I grabbed your bandana myself the other night when we fought."
"I've never seen you in person before in my life." Tommy glared.
Schlatt growled, "You're really starting to piss me off kid. And when I get pissed, people get hurt..."
"Well I don't know what to tell you, maybe stop being a pigheaded ass and listening to what I'm telling you. I'm. Not. Tubbo-"
He didn't know how they'd gotten hold of his bandana...he didn't even realize it was missing... he glanced at the door, and saw Fundy and another guy with brown hair and white rimmed... sunglasses? Peeking through the slightly open door, looking scared. For him or of Schlatt, he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was the dark look in Schlatt's eyes as he glared at him.
"Fine, I guess we'll do this the hard way..."
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To Be a Hero
Ação|Cross Posted on Archive of Our Own| In a world where a small percentage of people are born with powers, Toby was born with a power considered villainous. As a result he kept it a secret from everyone, including his family, and gave up on becoming a...
