Finding Them

   "Tubbo, you see the thing is Tommy is after something of mine. Something very important of mine, I need your help to stop him. Do you think you can handle that?" The man's eyes gleamed yellow in the light of the moon. They stared almost directly into Tubbo's soul. It made him feel violated, like they had searched every nook and cranny of his head. In a way, they did. It felt like someone else was in his body with him, like there were two people fighting for the reigns. Their arms wrapped around his brain holding it tight, pressing into it methodically, controlling him. Tubbo didn't understand what it was doing, but he couldn't exactly think anymore either.

He nodded almost absentmindedly trying to comprehend what was going on, but the pressure in his head was something he couldn't ignore. The man smiled, he had his vessel now, and soon he would have it all. But people who pursue the entirety of the world often end up failing. Good thing he wasn't a person.

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"Tommy?" Wilbur started, walking over to the bedside, pulling the covers from the boy's head. Tear stains ran down the boy's cheeks, but his eyes were dry, dull. They trailed over his brothers, and landed on Techno. He stopped for a minute, processing. Red. Dark red. Metallic? Iron. Blood. Tommy snapped out of whatever funk he was in, rushing over to the seventeen-year-old.

"You're covered in fucking blood!" Tommy yelled, frantically checking him over for injuries, "Are you okay? What happened?!" Tommy only stopped when he was lifted by the back of his collar. Seeing that Techno was holding him a good foot off the ground with one hand, he assumed Techno was okay.

"I'm fine child, it's not my blood," Techno explained.

"Well then why the fuck are you covered in blood?" Tommy was confused, if Techno wasn't hurt, who was?

"We'll explain later, I think we should focus on your situation first right now," Phil quickly tried to fill the silence, he knew Techno would want to put off telling them. Besides, they've never seen Tommy like this before, so sad. Tommy looked away. He hadn't planned on telling them what happened. He thought they would be out for a while still, and he would be asleep by the time they got back. At the very least he could pretend like nothing happened, but the world didn't seem to be on his side at the moment.

"It's nothing, I'm just over reacting," he tried to shut it down quickly. The more he thought the more he really did believe he was simply just overreacting.

"Well, if it's got you this upset, I don't think it's nothing," Wilbur pressed on. Tommy didn't want to meet their gazes; he could feel his eyes grow watery as the scene replayed in his mind.

"It's Tubbo." He was bawling now, his hands wiped at his eyes desperately, "I made him mad. I- I lied to him, just like I did with all of you. I've ruined our friendship. It was only a matter of time; everyone leaves eventually and one day you guys will too. I know I'm annoying, I know you'll want me to leave, so can you just do me a favor and kick me out before I get even more attached?" The other three shared a look.

Did Tommy really think they would kick him out? The crying child In Front of them certainly made them think so. A hand wrapped its way around the boy, pulling him into their chest. Tommy didn't want to appreciate it, was this their cruel joke of leading him on?

"Tommy, we're not going to kick you out," A deep voice spoke, not what he was expecting. Not what any of them were expecting. Techno only pulled the boy closer. The other two sat down around them.

"How could you ever think that Tommy? You're our little brother," Wilbur chimed in.

"It's not like we spent months trying to find you or anything, do you really think we'd let you go that easily?" Phil laughed slightly trying to bring up the mood.

"I know, it's just I- I don't know, it just made sense," Tommy tried to explain, but it was hard to get his point across. Phil sighed, and changed the subject. He understood what Tommy was trying to say, sometimes your brain just likes to pile things on top of the issues at stake.

"Tommy, I'm sure Tubbo can't be mad at you forever. Tomorrow we'll all go over together and you two can talk things out, he just might need some space right now," Phil put a comforting hand on his back. Tommy nodded into Techno, he was calmer now, he knew that they weren't going to leave him, and with them by his side, maybe, just maybe, he could salvage whatever was left of his friendship.