𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 ┆ᵗᵒᵐᵐʸ ᵗᵘᵇᵇᵒ ᵖˡᵃᵗᵒⁿⁱᶜ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗˢ

we should've ran when we had the chance to

About: "We should've taken our chance, and ran while we still had the opportunity.."

TW// death, blood, cussing, yelling

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Tommy stood in front of a group of people he once knew. He once used to love. Now, he looked at them, anger boiling within him. The L'Mamburg's cabinet - which consisted of the vice president, the secretary of state, the foreman and the minutes man - stood before him, each of them gripping tight onto their weapons. The only member of the cabinet that was missing, was the president, who was nowhere to be found. The state's cabinet has decided not to wait for him, and instead, take matters into their own hand, despite knowing that no one could handle stress situations better than their brown haired ruler.

The dream team, plus Tommy, Technoblade and Philza have decided to declare one last war on L'Mamburg, their motive being 'taking down the government'. The movement was of course lead by Technoblade and Dream, since they both were aware about their strong position and skill.

Silence started to show it's dominance, until Quackity, the vice president of state, was first to break the silence. "Is there a reason as to why we're gathered here, gentlemen?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Actually, we have discussed this yesterday, Mr. Vice president." Replied Phil, looking at the group with lack of any sort of emotion. "We have..." Spoke Karl.

"..but..we don't have to go to war, why do you even want to go to war?" Questioned Karl, looking distressed. The blonde only chuckled. "It's power, Karl. Having power over L'Mamburg could be...beneficial..." Finished off Tommy, looking at the cabinet. Quackity was about to say something, when we heard the sound of an entity teleportating. Tommy turned around, and felt himself freeze when he saw who was stood behind him.

"Tommy? What's going on in here?" Asked Tubbo, Sam dropping next to him, holding a fairly large trident. Tommy was so loss of words, his brain still processing the appearance of his best friend. A hand landed on the tall blonde's shoulder, making him turn around to look at Dream. "Don't forget why we're here, Tommy." He said in a cold voice. Tommy shook his head, and turned back to the L'Mambergians.

Tubbo and Sam stood confused as to what was happening. They just came back from draining the ocean, and the last thing they expected was to see...this. Tommy took a step forward, grinning at the group, his former family.

"Do you really think that declaring war on us is going to make you feel better, Tommy?" Asked Quackity, glaring at the taller. "Wait what?" Asked Tubbo, walking over to the duo, and stood in front of them. Quackity scoffed, and turned his head towards Tubbo. "You aren't any better, you know Tubbo? I have been saying this from the beginning, you literally dipped on all of us while this was happening!" He yelled, shocking most people, including Tommy. "Big Q, I literally told you I was leaving! You can't keep blaming me for no reason! And even if I did dip on you, it's your job to take over!" Shouted the brunette back, still confused about the whole situation.

No one budged, only watched the two argue, curious as to where it would lead. "Now you're playing victim! You're just like Schlatt! You're just like fucking Schlatt!"

"No! I'm not! You're the one playing victim here! You always let me do everything! Let me deal with everything on my own! It's exhausting! When I try to give my perspective, you shut me out!" Lashed Tubbo back at him. Tommy stood there, shocked at their words. Is this what went on after I was exiled? He thought.

Sam, who hasn't left Tubbo's side, carefully rested his hand on the shorter brunette's shoulder to try and reduce some of the stress and tension that has gathered around them all. Thankfully, it seemed to work for Tubbo, who turned his head to look at him, smiled, and turned his attention back to his vice president.

Quackity would have started talking, but Tommy's chuckle stopped him. They all turned to look at the blonde, an unsettling smile played on his face. "This, is exactly why we can't have governments!" He shouted, Tubbo taking a careful step back. "Goverments ruin everything!"

Tubbo stared in shock at his best friend, who started to sound awfully similar to technoblade. "We have declared war on you, to tear down the government completely!" Shouted Tommy, no longer smiling.

Tubbo wanted to say something, when ho noticed something. Technoblade was loading his crossbow with fireworks, looking at Dream, both nodded while Tommy was still shouting incoherent things at the shocked cabinet. This isn't good..where's this going?

"Hey Tommy!" Yelled Dream, making the blonde stop talking and turn around to look at the masked man, his heart immediately dropping at the sight of technoblade holding a loaded crossbow, ready to shoot him any moment.

𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐎𝐕

"Hey Tommy!" Yelled Dream, immediately stealing my attention. I turned around, to see Technoblade holding his loaded crossbow, pointing it straight at me. "observation" was all that Dream said, before Techno fired the crossbow. No one even had time to react, everything just happened so fast, when suddenly I felt something press against me. But no, it wasn't the rocket.

The impact knocked me down, and when I realized I didn't feel any sort of burning pain, I opened my eyes, only to see Tubbo laid down on my chest, shaking, his back completely stained with crimson liquid.

3𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Out of instinct, Tubbo without any sort of hesitation ran towards his best friend, throwing himself in front of the fireworks. The rocket hit his back, unbearable pain immediately erupting in his back, as sparks of small flames burned through his sweater into his skin. Both boys landed on the ground, Tubbo sprawled across the taller boy's chest. Is this how I'll die? Fireworks three times? Technoblade three times? He thought.

As Tommy was thrown back to reality, he nearly screamed. Smoke was coming from every direction and shouting and the sound of weapons hit against eachother could be heard. He quickly pulled Tubbo closer to him, examining his state. No, he wasn't going to allow him to die, because this time, he wouldn't be coming back, and he couldn't lose him right now. Not now, not never.

"Tubbo? Tubbo! Can you hear me?" Asked Tommy, running his shaky hands through Tubbo's brown hair. The injured boy only nodded, not being able to talk as blood flowed through his lips. Tommy started to shake as well, bringing Tubbo close to his chest, also careful not to hurt him. "Why did you do that?" Asked the blonde, completely forgetting about all the wrong things his best friend did in the past. There was no past, only the present. No past, and most likely no future either.

"I-I'm..s-so-rry..I ex-xiled y..ou.." Tubbo tried his best to say, but it was so painful, blood still flowing from his mouth. Tommy only shook his head, and hugged his best friend closer. "No...I'm sorry Tubbo... I'm so so sorry...I should've listened to you..." The blonde had tears coming out of his eyes. He could feel a weak hand rubbing his arm. This only made him cry harder. "We should've taken our chance, and ran while we still had the opportunity.." Said Tommy sadly, no longer feeling Tubbo's hand on his arm. "It's my fault...I'm really, really sorry Tubs...I should've protected you, not gone against you.." He whispered, feeling the smaller body in his arms completely relax until eventually going completely limp.

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