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ok, tommy will admit that maybe, just maybe, this was his fault.
wilbur and phil had told him and tubbo to stay in l'manburg's walls whilst they were out mining. however, the teens were bored and decided it would be a good idea to run around the greater smp.
spolier alert: it wasn't.
around twenty minutes before they had to return home, they were spotted by none other than george and sapnap, the two biggest assholes on the server (behind the green bastard, of course).
clad in maxed out netherite armor, the duo began to chase the teens through the woods, who had nothing more than an iron helmet for tubbo, and a wooden sword for tommy.
after almost 9 minutes of nothing but sprinting, tubbo began to slow. tommy grabbed and pulled him forward, but tubbo wouldn't go.
"tommy..." he panted.
the blonde grit his teeth together. "c'mon, tubbo, we aren't stopping now."
as tubbo began to pick up his feet again, they were both knocked down by a kick to their backs.
the brunette scrambled to his feet while tommy was pressed onto his back.
he tried to open his mouth and speak to negotiate, but sapnap pressed a foot to his chest and just a sword straight into his thigh.
tommy screamed, blinding pain that blocked out tubbo calling his name. he couldn't feel that the foot was lifted off him, or that the footsteps were receding for a few seconds.
when he came to his senses, tommy noticed the lack of *tubbo.* he got up, limping towards the tree line as fast as he could, weakly calling his best friend's name. when he looked up, his eyes widened and his brain went blank.
there was tubbo at the edge of a cliff, the highest cliff tommy had ever been on, being cornered by george and sapnap.
he could see the brunette shaking his head, pleading for some sort of forgiveness (the sight made tommy want to be sick).
george manically laughed and moved to end his life by the tip of his sword.
tubbo jumped.
"tubbo!" tommy screamed, trying to move to catch his best friends a hundred feet away. he was too weak, though, and feel to his knees.
his hunched-over figure was pushed to the side by a blur of fawn-colored feathers as the figure sprinted to the edge of the cliff.
the mysterious person dove off, wings spreading as they chased after tubbo. he didn't know who they were, what they were doing here, or why they were on his side, but the blonde didn't care.
tommy could only hope that they made it to his best friend in time.
a few things went through tubbo's mind as his feet left the ground.
number 1: tubbo, you are so fucking stupid.
to that, he thought 'i know.'
number 2: holy shit, you left tommy alone up there.
to that, he thought 'fuck, i'll just turn around and grab him.'
number 3: you're falling, how are you gonna do that?
to that, he thought 'shit, shit, ok. he'll be alright, i know it.'
number 4: how are you gonna survive this?
his mind went blank, the only thing he thought being: 'fuck'
dream could pride himself on a lot of things.
he was strong, willing himself to win multiple battles against hypixel's 'the blade,' being the best traceur [(apparently that's what you call someone who you do parkour)] on record, and slaying more dragons in manhunts than he can count on both hands.
he was intelligent, a master of chess, a coder, an admin.
he was an incredibly quick thinker, making game plans at the drop of a hat.
none of this meant he was smart.
when george and sapnap said they'd kill any l'manburg citizen they saw in the greater smp on sight, he thought they were joking, exaggerating.
so when he came back from mining and saw two young boys being chased into the woods, he thought they were just threatening them, scaring them. dream didn't like that, though, and would be sure to talk about why that was wrong to his friends later.
but then he heard a heart-wrenching scream.
he immediately dropped the iron he was smelting and booked it out of the community house and towards the same forest they disappeared into.
he saw tommy at the edge of the forest, shouting for tubbo. his own friends were at the edge of the cliff, watching a green blur fall-
oh no.
he closed his eyes and felt the back of his shirt rip open as he purposefully exposed his biggest secret.
dream lightly shoved tommy out of the way, whispering a strained 'sorry' that he doubts the younger heard.
he kept running, past the duo in armor and off the cliff.
and he jumped.
tubbo was below him, quickly breaking through the thick clouds and accelerating towards the ground faster than dream was.
'hurry up, dream,' he thought. 'you aren't known for being slow, for slacking,' his father's voice echoed.
the imagined tone made him angry. he tucked his wings back more and dove down, much faster than tubbo was going. the familiar, comforting mask fell off his face, but ignored the lack of privacy in exchange for the younger’s life. he wrapped his arms around the boy and swerved back upwards, extending his wings and looking for a place to land.
he spotted a much shorter cliff and flew there, managing a safe landing.
dream let tubbo go once both of them had two feet stable on the ground, but tubbo never let go. he held dream's shirt tightly in his fists.
"thank you." he muttered. "thank you so much."
he patted the young boy's back until he seemed ready to let go. the brunette tilted his head up to look whoever saved him in the face, but brown eyes widened in shock.
"who the fuck are you?!"
'shit,' dream thought. 'how do i explain this one?'