Blood is thicker than water

Chapter Five, Freedom?

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Tubbo would sigh, leaning back in the reclining chair as he slowly undid the green tie that choked him, undoing the buttons of the suit that seemed to be glued to his skin every hour of the day, watching it fall against the chair behind him as he shrugged it off only leaving the white button up long sleeve. As he slowly started to relax, he found himself staring at the large window that mocked him every day. The slight glimpse of freedom only to be reminded that he was stuck and chained down in this fancy prison called the white house.

A reminder that this wasn't a job it was just a new way of torture. He gazed out the window, watching the gentle waves brush against the pillars that held up the Manberg boat docks, a smile would grow on his face. Two days until he was free from this hell that entrapped him, two more days until he was out with the bees and cows once again. Until he was truly free.

As the sun started to set, Tubbo would find himself in a day dream, one that wasn't far off from what would happen soon, Just him and Tommy against the world. Maybe they would set up a nice cabin! Finally act their age just for a second, play drinking games, joke around and play tag, it was something that he had taken advantage of when he had it. Before L'Manberg when the only thing on his mind was making a bee farm and hanging out with his friend. He would always find himself looking back on those days, and sometimes a dark voice would whisper to him. What.. would have happened if he had just turned Tommy down when he asked to have his friend join L'Manberg?

Tubbo shook his head, this wasn't the time to question the what ifs or the could haves. Right now he needed to come up with a good alibi to have if someone caught him sneaking out Tuesday night. Right as Tubbo sat up to truly start thinking he heard the faint magical whisper. "Tommy is at my bakery. He says he needs you, that it's important." Fear filled Tubbo as he quickly stood up. Grabbing the black suit off his chair as he slipped it on heading straight for the door. "I'll be right there."

He jerked the door open,sending it flying behind him as he rushed through the long halls of the white house. His suit flowed behind him as his footsteps echoed through the empty hall. Keeping his head down as he passed the President's office, running a hand through the fluffy brown hair as he memorized the patterns that spread out below him. The sight would cause Shlatt to raise an eyebrow as he watched his Secretary of state rush past his office. Glancing over to his Vice president who sat on the edge of his desk holding a shot glass as he went off about some bullshit Shlatt wouldn't care to listen to.

Tubbo would take a sharp turn down the hall, heading straight for the white house doors as he shoved them open. The cold breeze pushing against him sending shivers down the boys back. He would glance back on more time, staring at the fancy decorations and plants that filled the halls. The large portrait of Wilbur hung against the wall staring at him with such a caring gaze. Tubbo would look away, closing the large white doors behind him as he betrayed his country.

Running down the large hill the white house sat on, stumbling with each and every step as he rushed to get to the Manberg docks. Millions of thoughts running through his head as he felt the idea of freedom slowly move out of his grasp. What if Tommy was having second thoughts about the whole thing? But even if he was, why was he at Niki's place of all things? It just didn't make sense, there was a clear tunnel he and Tommy had made weeks before from Pogtopia to Manberg that he could have used.. None of it made sense. Tubbo tried to wrap his head around it but more and more questions arose. So lost in thought he didn't hear the footsteps following him..

He would pass by the lake that surrounded the Hto dog van, giving the broken down caravan a glance as he passed by it. Heading straight to the bakery as he jumped and avoided the left over boxes and barely set up things for the festival. Soon Tubbo found himself in front of the cabin, and for a split second,, he debated. His stomach turned upside down and every cell in his body told him, something bad was going to happen. That he needed to run away right now, go back to the office and just do this job, just be a good cabinet member, leave all this feeling bullshit behind.But he knew, that wasn't right. That voice that hissed in his ear was just a Mini Shlatt that wanted him to question his friends! The only people who had truly stuck by his side no matter what he did..