Chapter 3: The final choice

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This takes place a day later :)
TW
Swearing its fucking tommy what do you expect dude-
Tell me if you see anything else
Tommys PoV:

I was wondering around, i didn't care where i ended up, even if it would kill me, that would even be better actually. I never actually checked to see where i was going, i smelled heavily of gun power( not a pleasant smell for most people it smells like shit really) i knew i was getting supplies to make a new outfit. Something told me to make something that made people think i was a villain or make an intimidating outfit.

I wasn't going to let that thought down. I mean i used a whole fucking stack of TNT. People would probably see me as a villain anyway, it definitely didn't scare me like it did before and a smile crept onto my face crooked and messed up by the scars

But it fades away because Then i see a pair of brown boots i look up and i see someone that had brown fluffy hair with glasses that looked hard to see through they were also tinted blue 
The outfit was a white shirt with a black jacket with a
Bee on the back in yellow that complemented his outfit he had ripped dark blue jeans and to too it all of the boots that were a caramel brown that had a small be design on it, it was the same on on his jacket he had bee wings as well " hello?" He said and then almost instantly i knew it was tubbo.

I was shocked and i stood there staring at him a laugh climbed up my throat and i look at him again, it definitely was tubbo and i let the small laugh escape from my lips the laugh became louder " that-that cant be you is it? Is it not you tubbo? Do-do my ears deceive me?" I ramble i sound like i practically snapped and he took a step back " tommy what-what the fuck?" He asked and i stoped everything "so it is you."

" no no it cant be!" I laugh and step back away from my spot and i run away from him i convinced myself that it wasn't tubbo while i made my new clothes and grabed the TNT from inside my house and- shit im a villain aren't i ? then i see shroud walk out of his room " what are you doing" he fidgeted with his hands and i sighed " look, shroud i have to talk to you about something ok?" I said

"Ok" he said " you know how i-uh taught you to never be a villain?" I said and he nodded " i- we need to change that y'know, its- its for the best-i only want the best for you shroud" i told him and just seeing him made me sad in my choices then he walked over to me " i dont think this is a good idea but, i will follow you if you think its for the best" he said and it reminded me of me and Wilburs talk in pogtopia

Something told me that it wasn't right, bringing the one i see as a son into madness , it wasn't right if i was stuck like this, i will make sure he wont turn up like me" shroud, no dont-dont follow what i do, follow your path. Promise me you wont become what me or Wilbur are, because its not your path ok? Just trust me on this one."  He nodded and went back to his room and i collapsed into a ball on the floor and i hear something open the front door, but i couldn't stop myself from sobbing " tom-TOMMY!" I hear i voice say, it was probably ranboo " ra-ranboo?" I ask

" no what the fuck? Its wilbur tommy" and he pulls me up into a sitting position on the floor and grabs me into a hug " what happened tommy"  he asked " wilbur I've been morphed into a bad guy wil" i  tell him in a hurried voice " tommy what do you mean" he asked " wil i think-i think i might say yes to ranboos offer" i tell him " what was the offer?" Wilbur asked " to be- to be a villain" i tell him and he takes me out of the hug still having his hands on my shoulders my eyes dart to the floor and my head droops with it

"Tommy look at me" and i do " what ever you think your getting your ass into, it better be for your own good" he tells me sternly " yes wil, i hope this is for the best" i tell him and he lets go of my sholders " wilbur i need you to do something for me that i thought i would never ask you." I tell him " what do you need" he asked

"Please-please take shroud to phil for me, tell him to take care of shroud- fuckin-just please-promise me that much wil" i ask him, it felt like i was begging at that point

"Sure toms"
"Thank you Wilbur"

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