Departed - Minecraft Youtuber Oneshots

is this the right thing now...

"We can't always be seen as the good guys and I'm not sure I want to be 'good' anymore."

Wilbur and Tommy

Trigger Warning // Thinking One is A Villain

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Wilbur grabs Tommy's hand and pulls him onto a plateau of the bland grey rock as the two climb higher up the mountain, a stop to gaze upon the view over the land they once owned. As Wilbur pulls his right hand man onto the level ground he mutters something, "I've been thinking recently..."

Tommy pauses a second as he wipes his hands on his jeans before responding, "What about?"

"They..." Wilbur sighs as stepped closer to the edge of the towering cliff, finding a spot and siting on the cool stone under him, "They are doing good with this festival, aren't they?"

Tommy takes a seat next to his friend, glancing at him and motioning for him to finish the sentence even though no words came from his mouth. The snow falls heavier as they glance at Schlatt far below, laughing with Tubbo and Quackity, the trio looked happy in their lands, like friends that had all come together at last.

"And-" Wilbur shuts his eyes for a moment, Tommy could tell he was anxious, it was obvious in the way he furrowed his eyebrows in the same he did when he was lost in thought, "And we were the ones who started the election. We let them run and they won fairly, the citizens decided on it. They did nothing wrong."

Tommy didn't know how to respond but as he thought more he realised Wilbur was right. They run the same way the pair did, but they were kicked out still, so they couldn't be bad, right?

"We want to go to war against a rightfully voted on president." Wilbur stood, his old coat caught in the wind from the storm around the two, loosely blowing with the breeze as he sighed once more, "And I think that makes us the bad guys."

At a lose for words once again Tommy opened and closed his mouth, trying to understand what his friend meant. He couldn't be the bad guy. He didn't want this. It was impossible.

Wilbur laughed slightly, a change in his mood from only minutes prior "But I think I'm okay with being the villain."

"What?-" Finally a noise escaped from the blonde's cold lips, confusion laced the single word.

"I want to be the villain in their history books." An evil smile dawned on Wilbur's face as he held out his hand to Tommy, offering to help the boy stand. But the gesture wasn't only an act of friendship, it was like signing the deal from the next words he said, "And I want you to join me."

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