❁ Over The Sunflower Field ❁ Tommy And Tubbo ❁ Completed ❁

❁𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭❁𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲!?❁

The sun was barely in the sky when Tubbo snuck out. He grabbed a bucket and filled it with pebbles from his mom's garden. A few of the neighbors were outside. He knew they were staring, but he didn't care. Tubbo hurried back inside and headed to his backyard. He stood in front of his sunflower field. Holding the bucket. It was quite heavy, but that meant he had enough pebbles to hopefully get to other side of the sunflower field.

He stepped slowly into the sunflowers. Just green and yellow... that would describe what Tubbo was seeing. He forgot just how tall sunflowers were, somehow. As Tubbo walked through the sunflowers, tossing his pebbles on the ground, he thought about what could be on the other side. More bees? Another neighborhood? Tommy? No, no Tommy. Tubbo was still mad at him. He always talked for Tubbo. Tubbo was his own person. He wasn't Tommy, he didn't belong to Tommy. But... at the same time, he wished that Tommy was on the other side. He hoped Tommy was on the other side waiting for him.

Tubbo froze. The sun was much higher than previously, and his bucket was empty. He had to go back to fetch some more pebbles. Tubbo turned around. But when he did, he noticed just how carelessly he had thrown the pebbles. There was no way a single pebble lead to another. He would just get lost.

Did Tubbo even move in a straight line? How far had he gone? Part of Tubbo wanted him to continue, another told him to try and get back home, and a final voice told him to just stay. And so Tubbo just stayed. He stood there, clutching a green bucket slowly looking around, fear crowding his blue eyes.

Why did he listen? Why did he attempt this? How in the world was he going to get out of this? And for some stupid reason, he didn't even eat before going out. So now a short, helpless, sixteen year old boy was stranded in the middle of a sunflower field that went on for heaven knows how long.

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Tommy stared out his window. Constantly he had wondering what was at the end of the sunflower field. It was something he had wondered endlessly. But, he had never even dared to find out. Well, not until now. I mean, what if Tubbo was there? Tommy was well aware that it was like, five in the morning, but still he snuck out. He stood at the beginning of the path and looked out over the field.

This was a stupid idea. A stupid idea that would get him lost. Then, he felt a hint of fear. Not the fear that you think he would've gotten. A small little bit of anxiety from being lost. It was too small to affect anything, but it was big enough that Tommy knew it was there, and Tommy knew why it was there.

He walked swiftly down the path, all the way to it's edge. But this time, this time Tommy didn't stop there. He continued walked brushing the sunflowers aside and avoiding the bees. The second he couldn't see the path when he turned around, Tommy started calling out Tubbo's name.

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Tubbo was sat down on the cold dirt. He was full of fear, full of anxiety. What happened if no one found him? Would they even notice him gone? His fans would surely... what if he never got out of the sunflowers? The field was way to big to navigate. Tubbo couldn't help but think of all the worst things. A place similar to his comfort zone was now his worst fear. His sunflower field would never scare him! This one was just bad. Just horrible. Tubbo felt tears threaten to spill. But, he didn't fight them. The sounds of crying and bees filled the air. It was stupid of him to try and get to the other side.

All he could hear was his soft crys, bees buzzing and... his name? Tubbo froze. He became silent. He could hear someone faintly calling his name. It was around midday now. Had someone come looking for him? If so... then why was it coming from behind him?

"Hello?" Tubbo whispered.

No! don't whisper! Nothing will happen if you whisper! Tubbo took a deep breathe in...

"Hello!?" He yelled.

There was silence. Then he heard someone yell his name again, only this time it sounded like the person had just acomplished something. Not long after, he could hear footsteps and then...

"Tommy!?"