DreamSMP one-shots ||

// Bad, bad memories //

Two uploads in 1 day? pog?

A bit shorter than usual, but this one is inspired by a part of Tommy's stream today !
(3rd person pov)
TW/CW: PTSD, panic attack
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     Tommy and Technoblade were secretly under President Tubbo's bee farm, as they needed to make bunkers in order to get Techno's tools and weapons back that had been taken off him only a day before. As Tommy was putting things in a chest, Techno called out for him a not too far away near the sewers that were under the SMP.
     "Oh, Tommy look! This is where I escaped the execution with my horse, Carl." Techno said, Tommy making his way over to the older brother who was peeking his head out of a tunnel area. "Dream helped me out with getting away, but he said this room area was important a while back. Know anything about it?" The pink-haired man asked.
     Tommy stepped in and looked around, his heart instantly dropping. He knew this place all too well, even if it wasn't the original. It looked eerily similar to the Final Control Room from the Great War of the DreamSMP, where Eret had led him, Wilbur, Fundy, and Tubbo to protect them, when in reality Eret had been secretly working with Dream, betraying them. The section of the tunnel had dark floors and walls, as well as the same chests with everyone from L'Manburg at the time's names on them, just like the original room.
     Tommy was confused, feeling like he was in a state of deja vu as his head began to spin. A lantern sat on the floor, being the light source of the area. When Tommy looked down, there was a button on the floor as well. When he looked away, and looked back again, it was gone.
     Tommy looked around frantically, almost expecting for the walls to open up again and have Dream and his people attack him like before. He was suddenly paranoid, and felt himself shake in fear. "I.. I don't.. he- they're going to..." Tommy looked around, stepping back. "We need to leave, I- we can't-" Tommy shook his head, covering his eyes with his hands. Being back in this place made him feel like he was about to relive the events that happened in it all over again, and he couldn't handle the overwhelming memories flooding back that he had tried so incredibly hard to forget.
     "Tommy? What happened here?" Techno asked, confused. He wasn't around for the first few wars between the SMP and L'Manburg, and was clueless as to why Tommy was suddenly freaking out.
     "No, no, no, no. They- they came out of the walls! They- what if they're here? They're going to attack m- attack us!" Tommy said, trying to step away but hitting a wall behind him. He jumped at the sudden impact, spinning around. He felt like he was being strangled as it became hard to breathe, he felt like he was drowning, and began to panic.
     "Woah, relax Tommy, nobody's here, its just you and me." Techno said, trying to calm the younger boy.
     "You- you don't know that! They know, Techno! They're here somewhere, waiting to attack, I- I'm not ready!" Tommy said, in his mind he relived being stabbed countless times, taking one of his lives.
     "Tommy, no! I promise its just us!" Techno held onto Tommy's shoulders trying to talk some sense into him, but he was having a panic attack.
     "No! No!" Tommy shook his head, tears spilling from his eyes. "Make it stop!" Tommy hit his head with his palms in an effort to bring himself back, but it wasn't working.
      Techno didn't know how to handle this, didn't know what else to do, so he did the first thing he thought of.
     He pulled Tommy in, wrapping his arms tightly around the boy so he wouldn't hurt himself in his state of trepidation. "No... no..." Tommy sobbed into Techno's shoulder. Techno was worried for him, and as much as he found the boy annoying, he secretly cared for him even more. He felt the need to protect him, even though he went against him not too long ago. Techno never would've brought him here if he had known it would make him have a full on PTSD attack like this. It was scary to witness, and Techno knew it must be even worse to experience. Tommy was just a kid, only 16. Techno felt bad that he had been through so much trauma at such a young age, he deserved to be a kid and mess around. Instead, he had to stay in hiding and be away from everyone he knew and loved.
     "It's.. It's going to be okay. Just breathe." Techno said, trying to comfort him as he hugged him tight.
     "Make it stop.." Tommy said softly.
     "I'm sorry, Tommy." Techno said as Tommy rested his head on his shoulder, wrapping his arms around Techno's torso. Tommy sniffled as more tears slipped down his cheeks, but he began to calm down a bit. As hesitant as he was when he found his younger brother, Techno was glad he could take him under his wing and help him out. The man didn't know how hard it was for Tommy to be in exile all alone, let alone only having Dream be there for him for so long. At least he could be here for him now.
     "I'm so sorry." He repeated softly.