Dropped in •MYTC story• [includes ships]

Chapter 12: Not exactly alone

<~•Three days later•~>

Tubbo is in his room, frustrated with his friends lack of returning. He starts to pack his bag with food, medical supplies, water and he attaches a katana on the side which he got from sapnap. He brushes out his hair and sighs. "Am I really about to do this on my own? Screw it, I'm not coming back until I have Tommy by my side. I can't stay in this place without my best friend."

He puts his bag on his back and walks out of his room. He walk to the door when he feels a hand on his shoulder. "What?.." he says quietly as he turns around. He sees George. George sighs. "What are you doing?" He ask, taking his hand off tubbo's shoulder.

Tubbo hesitates, his voice trembling as he answers. "Going to find Tommy on my own.." he finally says. George nods. George wants so badly to tell tubbo not too, but he know he can't stop him. "If you're gonna go at least let me come with, strength in numbers." He smiles at tubbo.

Tubbo's halo glows with acceptance. His mind tells him it is smarter to take George with. He can't say no anyways, George will tell everyone. He nods "fine, we can go together. Should we ask Wilbur on advice for transport?" He says. Wilbur sits up on the couch, revealing himself. "If I'm helping, I'm joining" he says with a subtle smirk.

Tubbo sighs. "Fine.. just no one else! Cmon, pack your stuff so we can go." Everyone does as tubbo requested, or even ordered. They were surprised by the authoritive tubbo, but they listened non the less. George and Wilbur walked to their rooms and packed some things they might need or want then walked back to tubbo.

Almost as soon as tubbo saw them he walked out the door. They followed him out. Tubbo started to walk to where he last saw tommy and where Wilbur had gotten a knife to the leg. Wilbur stopped him, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Tubbo.. what happened to transportation?" He said that with a chuckle.

Tubbo's serious face dims into his resting face, which is pretty friendly. "Oh right, yeah get me and George something." He says. Wilbur played his guitar for a while, it glowing. A giant wolf ran over, seeming entranced by the music. Tubbo gasped excitedly. "I can ride a wolf!" He pets the wolf's head.

The wolf was a dark grayish color with dark green eyes. Tubbo hopped onto it's back, running his hands through the coarse fur. "What am I getting?" George ask, excited. Wilbur nods and starts playing again, it's quite a different tune. George looks around as he waits for some random animal to walk over.

A giant lizard looking things walks over, making him practically shriek before covering his mouth. "I-is that a giant iguana?!" He steps away from it. The lizard walks towards George, looking up at him. He hesitates before getting on. "Okay.. I guess it's alright." He says.

Wilbur whistles to call over his bird before hopping on. They go off in the direction they last saw Tommy. The moonlight is the only thing lighting up the forest as they go through it, the moonlight pushing through the cracks in the leaves. They walk to the clearing of where they saw Tommy last. the only evidence he was there being Wilbur's blood on the thin leaves.

Tubbo shivered as he looked around the area. He could still see Tommy in the spot he stood. He could still see his friends silhouette from where he was. Anger seeming to seep from the spot. He couldn't take the tension. He walked into the spot and kicked around the leaves. "Tubbo, are you alright?" George ask, walking over to him.

Wilbur sighs. "George.. that's where Tommy stood when he attacked me." He states. George nods. "Let's just go" tubbo says as he hops back into his wolf. They go in the direction that Tommy ran off. They find a tent and hop off their pets, not hearing the cries of the pets as they're pulled away from them. The walk into the tent, a net below their feet. Not like they know.