The teenage boy gazed out into the stunning sunset, with his treasured music disc playing peacefully in the background. He sat on the bench at the edge of the top of the valley with his best friend, Tubbo. There had been many long and restless battles, and many times in their darkest hours Tommy and Tubbo would sit here, waiting to know what to do next.
And yet to think here they both sat, with one disc in hand and one in the jukebox. That jukebox had waited a long time to play the right tunes, and it waited there patiently for its true discs to return. It was covered in vines and beautiful flowers, but it still worked as well as ever. The notes were hit perfectly, and through his ears, the familiar melody played. He hummed quietly along to it, bringing joy to his ears.
He looked over at his friend who was peacefully resting his eyes and leaned relaxed on the other side of the bench. The war with Dream, the big man himself, was over. Hell, Tommy still couldn't believe that it was done. His discs were safe with him, and nothing nor no one would be able to take them away from him again.
Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he thought about everything that happened leading up to this point. How terrified and scared he had felt, to how filled with joy he was now. In one of the most simple places on the SMP, he found himself the happiest. He decided from then on, that no matter what, he would fight against it. He would forever stand up for what is right, no matter the cost. Just because Dream's stupid rules exist doesn't mean anyone should actually have to follow them. No matter what happens in the future, he would be ready and never give up
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FanfictionAfter Tommy and Tubbo have finally got the discs back, they decide to take a moment to reflect on everything that had happened on their bench. Takes place after the first main events on the Dream SMP. / Just a short little drabble I decided to post...
