13 - [ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍꜱ ʀɪꜱᴇ] - 13

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-Tommy's POV-

"So, we should keep the janitors closet opened?" I asked, walking in between Tubbo and Floris. "Yeah, just in case we get intruders and we have to hide." Tubbo spoke. I sighed, even if we hid inside a closet, it's not like we wouldn't get found, it's just a very, very obvious hiding spot to say the least. We continued walking down the hall to the first class room we were supposed to board up. We realized it was a high school, so everything in here should be slightly more advanced. 

This highschool had two floors and a small basement for teachers. Well, unfortunately for them there is a plant and robot apocalypse in the way. We should probably go and check the basement and second floor out later.

This room looked like a science classroom, since it had a bunch of science textbooks near the door. "Hey! Maybe with all this science stuff we can make Floris human again!" Tubbo yelled, sounding happy. "I don't think that'll happen, I think Floris is going to be half furry forever." I spoke, since that was probably the truth whether Floris liked it or not. 

As we continued to look around, the wound on my leg began hurting a bit, maybe I should check on it... "Hey guys, I need to piss, I'll be back in five." Without waiting for a reply I left the room. I looked around until I found the teachers bathroom, I walked inside, locking the door of the small bathroom behind me. I sat on the ground, pulling up my pant leg seeing it was all bandages, although a tiny bit of blood was still seeping through them. 

I slowly removed the bandages which stung if I might add. Then, when it was fully removed, the scent of rotting flesh filled the air along with the metallic scent of blood. I looked at the wound, seeing it was still bleeding and it was green, purple, yellow, and puffy. You could say it was a rainbow. I got a bunch of courage and poked it, flinching from the amount of pain it caused.

"Oh god, I hope I don't turn into a zombie." I muttered underneath my breath, slowly and painfully wrapping the bandages back on. I stood up and walked back, thinking about my wound. Maybe I'm not going to turn into a zombie and it's just badly infected, yeah, that's it... "Badly infected..." I muttered, entering the room Floris and Tubbo were in, hoping they didn't hear me speak.

Once I walked in I saw Floris wearing a lab coat that went down to his knees. His tail was poking through a hole in the back of it. The lab coat actually didn't look terrible on the half furry man. "So, are we going to block the windows or...?" I was confused as to what the other two were doing. "Yeah, we will. Floris and I just had this idea where we should all move upstairs since it's safer because of the higher ground." Tubbo's idea wasn't actually bad compared to other ideas he's had in the past. 

"Wait! Instead of having to block up all the class room windows on the first floor, let's just fill the non used hallways with chairs 'n stuff." I said, with my idea sharp in mind. "Wait, Tommy, wasn't your mum a-" I cut Tubbo off. "DON'T TALK ABOUT HER!!!" I yelled in his face, tears coming to my eyes. "DID YOU FORGET THAT SHE DIED A FEW HOURS AGO!?!?" He looked upset from my yelling. "YOUR FAMILY IS PROBABLY DEAD TOO! SO NONE OF THIS "YOUR MUM" BUSINESS!" 

I turned away, walking out of the room going to go find Clay, George, and Nick instead since Tubbo doesn't know how it feels like to lose someone. I mean, I've tried to stay happy, but I clearly can't. I cried silently, hearing George and Nick talking in the distance. 

[ꜰɪᴠᴇ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ...]

I eventually found the room they were in, it was on the first floor. I wiped away my tears and walked inside being faced with Nick. "Oh, hey Tommy, are you ok?" He asked, sounding concerned. "Yeah... I'm alright..." I walked over to Clay, seeing him laying down on a bed with George sitting by his side. "Oh, hi Tommy." George said, sounding sad. "Has he woken up or even moved yet?" I asked, slightly concerned for Clay. George just shook his head. I sighed and began looking around the room to see if there was anything interesting. 

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