XXV - Lost

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Art is not mine, usually art up there is a picrew

I added to the last chapter because it was either gonna be a long one or a normal length chapter and a really short one after, so go re-read the last bit, or don't I'm not a cop.

Also I'm just going to ignore slime's death because I'm still in denial and I love him and I need to for the chapter.
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Tommy has had some days to rest and work on getting better, and he decides he wants to go visit his old house, the church, the path, ect.

Toby agrees after a bit of convincing, and starts getting ready.

He has Michael go stay with Phil and Techno so he doesn't have to worry about two people, then packs a bag with water bottles, lunches, a medical kit, and their compasses.

He changes Tommy's bandages and helps him into clean clothes.

"Alright, we're ready to go- wait! I forgot, I made you more cards" he hands him a stack.

He looks through the deck, it has everyone's names, sick, hurt, warm, cold, scary thoughts, scary memories, I dont know, I don't remember, I don't want to, and I can't.

Tom adds them to the ring, (thank you)

"You're welcome. Now we're ready to go"

They go outside, then through the nether portal, which is one of the things Tubbo is worried about. He knows that his friend doesn't exactly find the nether comforting, but he seems to be doing alright, if a bit absent.

They follow a bridge to the main portal, but once they get to the blackstone platform with bridges and paths sprouting from every direction, Tom wanders off in disassociation.

Tubbo checks his compass to look for him, but finds both of them in his bag. He forgot to give Tommy his, so they're useless and he'll have to find him on his own. It's a ridiculous task considering two separate dimensions and all the twists and turns and portals in between.

Meanwhile, the white haired boy walks through a random portal he ends up at.

He's in a city now, there's a pretty water fountain and classy buildings. It doesn't have the calmness an evening should though, the whole place is busy, loud, and lit up.

He remembers that he's supposed to be at his old house with Toby, not here all alone. He starts to panic.

"Hello Tommy from L'manburg!" a cheerful voice greets, he turns to see that it's from slime.

"Even I haven't seen you in a year or 2, and I see a ton" he remarks, and starts to realize the lack of response

"Boy, you really aren't looking too good, are you okay?"

Slime thinks for a second when he gets no answer, "Okay, well, you stay here, and I'll go get my boss"

"Quackity from Las Nevadas?!" he yells into his office.

"Jeez, what is it?"

"Tommyinnit from L'manburg is outside, and he seems unhealthy"

"What the fuck are you talking about? Tommy's dead, or at least in hiding" he asks while he turns his swivel chair around to look at him.

"No, he's here, and all covered in bandages like a mummy, he wont say anything, his hair is long and mostly white, he seems to be in a state of what people call 'shock', and he-"

"I don't know who that is"

"I just told you, it's Tommy from L'manburg"

"No, he's not like that at all"

"It's him" he insists

"Fine, I'll go check it out," Quackity concedes, "lead the way"

Slime takes him down the needle and outside to see the boy he was talking about.

"Hello?" Big Q starts, but gets no reaction, so he walks around to face him.

After a minute or two, Quackity recognizes him as Tommy and freaks out. Tom, though, doesn't recognize the person.

"Oh shit, oh shit, um, guy, go get a wheelchair and a first aid kit. Tommy, come sit down" he takes the boy's hands and slowly leads him to a bench.

"What happened to you man?" he asks once Tom sits.

"Can you hear me?"

He gives a small nod

"What happened to you? Did Dream do this"

Tommy flinches at the name, so Big Q lets it go for now, and focuses on how he can help.

"Okay, okay, its fine if you don't want to talk about that. It seems like someone has been taking care of you?"

Tommy thinks for a second, and nods.

"Oh, my assistant is here, let's continue this inside"

He puts Tom on the wheelchair and rushes him into the needle, then takes him up the elevator and into the main room.

"Alright, so who's taking care of you?"

Tommy weakly grabs his cards and shows him one that says 'Tubbo'

"That's good, do you know where he is?"

Tom's breath starts hitching and tears run from his eye.

"Hey, shh, it's alright, I'm gonna find him for you okay?"

Tommy looks up at this person he can't remember.

"Yeah, I'm going to find him, you'll be alright," he reassures while patting his head.

(thank you)

"You're welcome. Are you tired? I have a guest room you can go sleep in"

Tom nods, so Quackity takes him to a room with a nicer bed than he's probably ever slept in.

He lays him down under the covers and gets a pillow to put under the one his head is on, but Tommy sleepily grabs and hugs it. Quackity sighs and uses a different pillow to support the one under his head.

Big Q remembers that he wanted to give him potions and ask him more about Tubbo, but seeing how soundly he's sleeping, decides it's better to let him rest.

He turns off the lights and softly closes the door, then calls a meeting with Sam, Fundy, Slime, and Foolish.

"I need you guys to search for Tubbo, and if you find him, tell him that I found someone he's looking for"

"Could you tell us who?" Fundy responds

"Sorry, I think it's better for their safety if I don't. Anyways, Guy, you search Las Nevadas, Fundy, snowchester, Sam, the nether, and Foolish, the rest of the overworld"

"The rest of the overworld?" Foolish complains

"Yes, because you're a god or something and Fundy and Slime will help if they don't find him in their respective cities"

"Okay, well why aren't you helping?" He asks

Big Q sighs, he was really hoping not to discuss this part.

"I would, I really would, but this person is very unwell and has to be looked after"

He gets only scrutinous looks from the others.

"Please, I need you guys to help with this"

"Alright," Sam says, "I'll look"

Soon the others agree too, and make their way to where they'll search.

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