★ . #CLIFFHANGER-I

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Tommy trudged through the thick snow. The coldness burned against his skin as his legs fell deeper and deeper into the layered ice.
Having just escaped exile, Tommy’s clothes were quite wrecked, riped. Warn out. He had little to no food to keep him going until he reached Techno’s house.
Soon seeing a warm light in the distance, Tommy knew he was close. Very close. Or, that could be the sunset and he was about to be fucked over by strays. Either way, he made a run for it. He ran over a hill and he soon saw that, there stood Techno and Phil’s house. Was he finally free? Maybe.
He continued to run until his chest was screaming and his legs were about to give up on him. He couldn’t help but start crying by the time he fell into his dad’s arms. Happy tears fell, leaving cheeks stained and breaths sharp. Tommy was finally home. He finally escaped. He was safe. Or was he..?

Days later, a certain hybrid came looking for him. His torturer; Dream. Techno hid Tommy in a box, telling him to say as quiet as he could as Tech distracted Dream for as long as he could. Dream soon got tired of Techno cutting him off mid-sentence to read out subs, primes and donors, so he finally decided he would permit himself to search Techno’s house. Even if Techno wanted to stop him, he couldn’t. he’d get banned if he even laid a finger on the man.
Dream flipped the house upside down trying to find his little puppet. Yet, he couldn’t. As soon as the Dream had left the main room where Tech was trying to distract him, Techno splashed an invis pot onto his brother, keeping Dream from finding him.

“Techno, I’m scared. Scared.” Tommy whispered, staring up at techno as he watched tech look through his chest.

“Tommy, stay quiet and you’ll be fine,” The blade replied as he turned to Tommy with some food and weapons. “Take these and run. As far from here as you can.” Techno said as he passed all the items to the innit boy.

“Can I run when Dream leaves?” Tommy asked, fearful eyes staring into pools of green.

“No. You know the dream is here and when he leaves, you won’t know where he is going.”

“Sh- You have a point there. I'll go now. Stay safe techno.”

Techno nodded and stepped back, giving Tommy space to step out and run. Which he did. Tommy ran faster than he ever has before. He soon reached the tube which linked Snowchester to the main part of the SMP. Tommy ran straight to Wilbur’s weird ball house once he had reached the land. Wilbur wasn’t home but Tommy didn’t think that Wilbur would care that he was here. Right? Right...? Hours of sitting around and watching grass grow was painful as hell for Tommy and his uber autism. When Tommy’s second brother finally arrived home, he basically jumped onto him.

“Wilbur!” Tommy screamed happily as he hugged him. But something seemed off about his brother.

“Tommy? What're you doing here?! Aren’t you meant to be in exile? Like, with Dream?” Wilbur asked, plying Tommy off him as he did.

“Uhm- Maybe…?” Tommy said, sheer uncertainty in his voice as he spoke.

“For XDs sake... Let’s get you back to Dream.” Wilbur frowned and harshly gripped Tommy’s arm, dragging him outside and throwing him onto the grass.

Tommy hit the ground with a thud. He soon sat up and turned to Wilbur, staring up at him with fear and betrayal.

“Wilbur!? I’m your brother! What the hell man!?!” Tommy cried as Wilbur pulled him up by his wrist, making him stand properly before he grabbed out his communicator and whispered something to someone on the other end.

“I got the boy.”
“Alright, where are you at?”
“At Wilbur's weird ball house.. thing.”
“Right, I’ll be right there. Keep him in your view.”
With that, ‘Wilbur’ put the device away and looked at Tommy.

“You’re not Wilbur. Are you?”















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⏰ Last updated: May 19, 2023 ⏰

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