wilbur soot x y/n

chapter twenty-one|lore stream

"Please, I don't want to have to kill you, Y/n." A new soft voice pleaded, causing me to realize how close I was to the edge of the cliff and how close Tubbo was to me.

A new idea struck my head, forcing the crows beaks shut. "Tubs, listen to me. I wish we could've been one of those families or siblings or whatever on the front of magazines. And if I'm being honest, I think a lot of it was my fault. I let Dream get to you and I let you join L'Manburg and I let you near all of those nukes and I should've fought Dream back and gotten to you. I'm so sorry, Tubster, I really am." I choked out, feeling thick tears force themselves down my face. "I have letters for everyone who's important to me, if it's good or bad. And one for you. You're my everything, Tubs."

My throat was getting sore from sobbing and trying to get words out at the same time. I fought with the buttons on my bag to open it and fish Tubbo's letter out.

"I love you so much, little brother." I whispered loud enough for him to hear me. Dream had stopped his search for Eret to watch Tubbo and I exchange sentiments. I folded it into a paper airplane with the speed of a ferret and threw it to Tubsters.

"Y/n, I love you too, but this is stupid! You don't have to say goodbye!" Tubbo said, unfolding the letter to take a quick glance at it. "I don't need a letter! Just tell me!"

"Tubbo I had so many things I wanted to say. So many things I wanted to say to you! I wanted to tell you so many things on so many days, so many times!" I exclaimed, taking a step backwards until I could feel a few bits of rock crumbling under me. "Tubs, I need to tell you that people come and go. That's life. I don't want to go but if I do come back in a different chapter, I want to stay in it."

I choked the last quote that the crows ever screeched at me. I fell backwards, allowing the earth to take my life. I remember whispering so many more lines and definitions but I had said so many so quickly that I couldn't remember them if I wanted to.

I was going..

Going..

Going..

Gone.

Tubbo POV:

She had fallen. She had fallen with a sickening last line. But this wasn't a book. This was real.

I don't remember much about watching her hit the ground except for a loud, sickening snap. The bottom was so far down and she was so far away now. I could've been better. I could've been a better brother by listening to her and talking to her and appreciating her but instead I led her to her death.

"NO!" An earsplitting screech rang through the plains. An all to familiar voice. Eret had seen it all. " YOU FUCKING MONSTERS, YOU'RE THE REASON WHY SHE'S DEAD!"

Heavy footsteps came to a halt next to me. I remember being lifted into the air by the collar and being stricken on the face. It had left a nasty handprint, I was well aware of that bit, but the sting felt like a fraction of the punishment I should've received.

"I could've grabbed her. I'm the reason she's dead." I murmured, a cold numbness running through my entire body. I was why she was dead.

"She was..was just a twenty-eight.." Eret sobbed, letting me go and punching the ground instead. I think he could sense my sorrow as well. I think he could see the thick tears that were still running down my face.

"Get the hell up and kill Eret." Dream demanded, pointing his sword to where we stood. I shook my head and moved the hair out of my eyes that normally covered them.

"No. You go kill yourself, alright you fucking shithead? You are the cause of my sister's death. Fucking idiot!" I screamed, spit flying from my mouth.

"I," he said, pointing to himself, "am the cause of your sister's death? I don't remember bringing her to me and yelling 'I found someone' to me." Dream smirked. He pulled out a small dark-teal orb and played with it for a few moments before raising it. "You don't have to stay in the Smp. But if you leave, I'll be your enemy really quickly."

He threw the pearl-like shape and disappeared. I looked at Eret for a second and screamed. My ears felt like they were splitting as I let out wails of defeat and anger and sadness and everything in between.

"That fucking dumbass!" I screamed, ripping out fistfuls of grass. Tears were dripping down my face and mixing with spit that was flying out my mouth. "FUCK DREAM! FUCK THE SMP! AND FUCK THOSE FUCKING ENDER-PEARLS!"

I didn't notice the three figures walking towards Eret and I. I couldn't have noticed them if I wanted to. My guard was completely gone as I screamed bloody murder and Eret was tucked into a ball and bawling with his head on his knees.

"What the hell happened?" A soft voice asked. My head flew up and I saw Niki. Not Niki.

"HE KILLED HER!" I screamed, flinging myself into her outstretched arms. She looked at Eret and crafted together who was murdered. Phil didn't puzzle it together and stared in confusion as Tech kneeled down to show respect.

"Tech, what's happening-oh fuck." He murmured, seeing the body with bones peaking out in awkward angles. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK."

Dream POV

I opened the book as quick as I could as soon as I reached my horse. I had always kept the highly valuable book in the saddle bag where no one would ever think to look.

The crackled leather and torn pages were years and years old. The last page of names was all one person. Y/n Soot.

I decided to write it down one last time and give her one, one, last chance. I had left her with one last life to laugh at her when she finally lost it. But I wanted to give her a real chance. An actually fair chance.

I picked up a quill, sat down, dipped it in a transportable bottle of ink and wrote the name. This was one last time. She had wanted to start a career as an author who tells both sides of the war. She had told me that when she was trapped in the stone block of a prison.

Maybe she could live a better life. I'll tell the people of Kinoko Kingdom to leave her alone if they see her outside the kingdom. I actually wanted someone to have a decent life after all of this.

And maybe, just maybe, if something happened she could die in glory. She wanted to do that too. But first she wanted to be known for writing. She wanted to have a real shot of living. I did too but I screwed mine up so I'll keep messing with it until I die.

'Y/n Soot' was finally written in a pure black ink. I hope she has a good life.