Tubbo stared at the three dead bodies in the water. "I wanted to watch you suffer as everyone you've ever cared about was dragged down by your best friend." Tubbo whispered. "I wanted to see how hard you fell when you saw your nice, small, no-threat best friend kill. Kill everyone you've ever cared for."
Tommy reached out a bit. "Tubbo-"
Tubbo cut him off with a scoff. "If that was me getting drowned you wouldn't care."
"Tubbo, that's not-" He got cut off again by Tea.
"Oh well! This is taking too long. Lets speed up the process! Let's see if your little 'friend' saves you or kills you~" Tea said rather loudly, pushing Tubbo in the water. The fourth and final trap went off, trapping him underwater.
Tubbo screamed but nobody heard him, the soundless water drowning out all noise.
Tommy didn't know what to do. The bat was on the ground next to Tubbo; he could easily end this all.
Or, he could do the less conscious-damaging option. The right option.
He could save his best friend from a fate in which he did not deserve, in which he had handed to him, and simply take away all possibilities and outcome in which all end in Tommy's death.
To make it simple, Tommy could either kill Tubbo and end this all, or save him.
He could save him, and it'd delete the possibility of him killing Tommy.
Or would it? Would that actually change his mind? Tommy picked up the bat. Killing him would be the safer option, because he'd know 100% that Tubbo wouldn't harm another soul.
Tommy raised the bat.
But then he stopped. He stopped because he saw something. He saw something he didn't want to see.
He saw Tubbo look at him, in fear and sadness, and in regret.
Tommy watched as an invisible tear crept down his face. He closed his eyes and waited for his inevitable doom.
Tommy set the bat down and dug the chains out of the water, and pulled Tubbo up and out by the back of his shirt.
"Next time, listen to your best friend instead of a fuckin' bee!" Tommy joked, and Tubbo coughed up a bit of water.
Tommy sighed and pulled the rest of the corpses out of the water, and dragged them. Tubbo stood up and helped him.
"What are we going to do to them?"
"Dream knows how to bring 'em back."
"How do you know he'll accept?"
"The discs."
"Tommy..."
"I think you've helped enough, Tubbo." Tommy said sourly, taking the rest of the bodies to Dream's base.
Tubbo watched as Tommy walked to the base.
As he walked into his doom.
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FanfictionTubbo's best friend, Tommy, is usually pretty rude to him. Tubbo's never liked how rude he was, but never said anything in fear of losing his best friend. When all of his friends are making fun of him, things turn for the worst. ====== Drowning sorr...
