TubboIt was Christmas Day, and Tubbo was sitting on the roof of Tommy's old home, staring in the direction of an island that his best friend was exiled to. And had recently become his place of death. Logstedshire. Tubbo blamed himself. Tommy believed that Tubbo would stick up for him, tell Dream that he would rather go to war then exile Tommy. And he had never visited Tommy, too afraid of how Tommy would react if he saw him again. Now his best friend was gone forever.
"Hey Tubbo!" A voice called out. Tubbo turned to see Ghostbur skipping towards him, his pet sheep Friend trotting behind him, with a lead tied around his stomach. "Merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas to you too Ghostbur!" Tubbo tried his hardest to sound cheery. "Whatcha doing here buddy? I thought you were gonna stay with Phil so he wasn't alone?"
"Oh yeah I'm going to do that after. But I came to give you a gift!" He tossed a gift up to Tubbo and it landed on Tommy's roof with a clang. "Oh no, I think I broke it," he gasped, and clambered up onto the roof, dragging friend with him. He knelt next to Tubbo, picking it up and handing it to him.
"Awww thanks Ghostbur! You shouldn't have," Tubbo hugged him, before ripping the wrapping off. "Wha-" Inside his hands lay a silver compass. Tubbo flipped it open to reveal two words etched into the underside of the cover. Your Tommy.Tubbo had previously had a similar compass, that pointed towards Tommy. Ghostbur had also made it, and given Tommy one that pointed to Tubbo. But Tubbo lost his compass in an explosion, probably a couple weeks before.. well. Well now he didn't need one anymore.
"Ghostbur, I don't need this anymore!" Tubbo turned to face Logstedshire once again. "Tommy is-" but he paused. The light in the middle of the hand was supposed to be dull, to show the owner that the person it was tracking was dead. However, the light was shining, and the compass hand had begun spinning around frantically. Tommy was in the Nether. He was alive and in the Nether!"If you don't want it, I'll take it back!" Ghostbur smiled before seeing the look on Tubbo's face. Something seemed to click on Ghostbur's mind, and his eyes widened. "Oh I've done a bad thing, haven't I," he muttered, before leaping off the roof and running down the hill, pulling Friend behind him. Tubbo watched him. Tubbo looked at the compass in his hands once again. Tommy had escaped his exile, somehow. And Ghostbur knew he was ok, yet didn't tell anyone. Tubbo climbed off the roof, and began walking down the hill. He didn't have enough information to put the puzzle pieces together yet, but he would figure it out. He had the Law on his side.
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