How the world works

More bonus angst.

Remember that whole Publix beating thing? Yeah. What if he went with one of the other two options?

Option 1) experiments.

Option 2) Kill tubbo.

Both are messed up. But also were requested. And angst is fun to write and probably a healthy way to cope.

Actually, probably not, but here we go anyway. This takes place during chapter 10, btw.

Here we go.

As promised, Dream returned to Tommy's cell. Tommy was in the corner having a panic attack. Dream stands there until it's over and approaches the shaking teenager. 

"Please, I'll stop." He begs. Dream merely tuts in response. 

"What do you think your punishment should be, Tommy?" Dream asks in his most sick and sadistic tone.

"I didn't do anything wrong, thou -" Tommy begins but is promptly cut off.

"But you did. I say we kill Tubbo. But we can probably find a middle ground." Dream offers. 

"N-nothing to eat? For a few days?" Tommy asks. Dream taps his mask where his chin would be.

"Hmm... counter offer, I kill you and make Tubbo watch." Dream returns. Tommy shakes his head.

"A-a beating?" Tommy mumbles weakly. Dream pretends to be deep in thought. 

"Hmm. Not quite enough this time. I had a guest over. I've been more than fair with this after all, You could do better." Dream naggs, and Tommy breaks then and there.

"I'll lick your boots, Dream. You can kill me, please kill me even. Just dont hurt Tubbo." Tommy begs, and Dream kicks him back against the wall. But he continues on, unhindered, nose bleeding.

"I'll fight with you, I'll work, I'll do anything! You can't hurt him, please!" Pleads Tommy. Dream pulls him to his feet, and Tommy's knees give out from under him, leaving only Dreams arm to hold him.

"I hurt whoever, kill whomever and do whatever I want. If I were you, I'd be more careful throwing around words like anything. That's how you get in these situations. So what's your punishment, Tommy?" Dreams' face is inches from Tommy's, and Tom's blue eyes reflect his fear clear as day.

"You kill me?" He whispers. Dream, let's go.

"That's a reward, not a punishment. You don't get to escape from here, you little bug." Dream exhales in a bored manner. Tears roll down Tommy's cheek.

"I'll give you three options. We do a public beating with an audience. I kill Tubbo. Or we try some experiments I've been wanting to work out." Dream offers. Tommy looks up, hatred seething in his eyes. But what choice does he have? Tubbo means more to him than anything. Experiments could entail anything. The only thing he could trust was the outcome Dream wanted from the beginning. A beating. But that would be playing into his hands.

"Fine..." Tommy sighs. Dream shakes his head and grabs Tommy by the face, forcing him to purse his lips. 

"I need to hear what you want." Dream asks softly. 

"Does... do the experiments hurt?" Tommy asks. Dream is somewhat taken back. He didn't expect to hear that.

"I- well, that's what I plan to find out. Probably. " Dream responds. Tommy nods. Then he asks again.

"Would it be here?" Tommy asks. Dream shakes his head.

"No, I have a lab where I've been doing some stuff already." He responds.