Red Was Always My Favorite Colour

Chapter 3: A Caged Bird

Tommy woke up to his head feeling heavy and his vision was blurry. "Ugh, I feel like shit." Tommy complained as he got up out of bed and surprisingly managed to stand without needing the support of something. He clumsily walked to his kitchen and poured a cup of water. A couple of minutes later, his vision had gone to normal, and he no longer felt the heaviness in his head.

"I'll go visit Sam in the prison. It is Thursday, isn't it?" Tommy thought. He brushed his hair so that it wouldn't be so messy, and he began walking towards the front door of his home. Tommy opened the door and walked out of his dirt house, and shockingly remembered to shut the door so that his pet spider would not wander away.

Tommy walked down the paths of L'Manburg, with the sun shining on his face, on his way to visit the Warden in the prison. As he walked down the path, he saw red vines around the country. Some were just small, while others covered entire buildings.

"Those vines are all over, they better not go anywhere near my house." Tommy thought while he looked at buildings covered in crimson vines. He continued walking down the path when he stumbled upon someone, Hannah.

"Oh, hey Tommy!" Hannah said once she noticed Tommy. Tommy didn't know what to do, so he awkwardly stood there and waved his hand.

"How are you, Tommy?" Hannah asked as she walked towards Tommy.

"Oh- um, I'm good I guess." answered Tommy, looking at Hannah. "How are you?"

"I'm fine. Though, I was quite saddened to hear the news of what happened last night." replied Hannah. She looked at Tommy, and Tommy just looked at her.

"Heh, yeah, Bitchboyhalo kinda trapped me in an obsidian box." Tommy stated, unsure of what to do. He hasn't really spoken to Hannah that much, but he still thought she was kind of cool.

"Oh I've heard. I also heard that Puffy, Tubbo, and Sam came to rescue you."

"Yeah, it was something. I think Bad was mad that I'm apparently 'immune' to the egg, and I guess he wanted me to worship the weird thing like him and Ant."

"Well, I've heard you were immune. Never expected anyone to be immune to it, so good for you, Tommy." Hannah said. It was clear she didn't really mean it, though.

"Yeah... good for me." replied Tommy.

"Well alright. Anyways, where are you headed?" asked Hannah, changing the subject.

"I was gonna go visit Sam in the prison." Tommy answered, relieved that the subject of the conversation had changed. He'd rather not speak about a weird egg that people worship.

"Oh. Cool, mind if I tag along? We could chat about stuff, like cobblestone and women." Hannah said. Tommy grinned and allowed Hannah to join him, and the two of them were walking towards the prison.

"So, favorite block, Hannah?" asked Tommy.

"Is this a trick question?"

"Well, there is a right and wrong answer."

"Hmmm, cobblestone."

"Correct Answer! Cobblestone is the best. You can build towers with cobblestone and houses. It's by far the best thing ever." Tommy said cheerfully. Hannah giggled.

"Yep, best thing there is. Anyways, what's your favorite flower, Tommy?"

"Hmm, I've gotta say alliums are my favorite."

"Ooo, good choice, those are very pretty. My favorite flower is the poppy."

"Poppies are pog."

"Yeah, alliums are pog too."