The World's Not Perfect But It's Not That Bad (If We Got Each Other)

the title didn't fit :(

Tommy doesn't have many friends. Shocking, right? Charismatic, charming and incredibly funny TommyInnit only has a few real friends, which basically consists of Henry, Shroud and fucking Ranboo (he still can't believe he stooped that low). Well, not that he'd ever admit to Memory Boy that he's one of his best friends, he wouldn't want the guys' ego to fly too high.

The enderman hybrid probably misses him. Everyone should miss him, for he is really the best and a gift to this world, but well. Maybe he misses Ranboo a little, too. And L'manburg.

Sure, they hate him but it's still his home, and there's a reason why he kept interacting with them, even when they just cursed at him and told him to go away.

The thing is, Tommy hates being alone. He can't stand being alone. Here, he's admitting it, TommyInnit thrives for the attention, and he doesn't care if it's good or bad, as long as he isn't nothing, as long as someone acknowledges that he exists.

Each day spent in this stupid tower made his resolve a little bit weaker, his burning rage against Dream a little bit smaller, and Wilbur revived this flame because for once he has something to look out for, something that reminds him to keep fighting.

So he waits.

-

Wilbur was never really good at sneaking out.

Technoblade was always really good at catching Wilbur's poor attempts at sneaking out.

That is why he isn't surprised when, right as he thinks he's close to freedom, close to go find Tommy, he hears his brother's voice behind him.

"Where are you going?" Comes Techno's voice, monotone and seemingly disinterested.

Wilbur's shoulders slump, and he turns his head around slowly, brown meeting red.

"Not doing anything illegal I swear!" He defends himself quickly, shooting nervous glances at the window he intended on going through.

Techno raises an unimpressed eyebrow.

"You do know how suspicious that sounds, right? I was going to just let you off but now you've caught my interest." He declares, and Wilbur silently curses himself for his mistake.

"What do you want, Techno?" Wilbur asks, exasperation seeping through every syllable.

"I want to come with you," He says, calculating eyes watching him carefully.

"No," The twin answers instantly.

A smirk twists his brother's lips, the one that means that he's about to blackmail the shit out of Wilbur. He gulps nervously in anticipation.

"I can call for Phil. Tell him about why the oven broke that da-"

"Okay, okay, fine," Wilbur cuts off with horrified eyes, shuddering at the memory. "I can't believe I'm being blackmailed by the fucking Blade in his pyjamas. Don't you have, like, bloodsheds to cause and families to ruin or something?"

Techno looks at his fingernails, uninterested. "Crime can wait."

He sighs.

"Go get dressed up, I'll wait for you here."

-

Tommy's almost falling asleep when he sees a silhouette emerging from the woods. He brutally jerks awake, scanning the figure.

It's not Wilbur.

It's probably one of those stupid knights. Tommy knows Wilbur's a knight too, but it's different, he's not like the other knights.

Before he can truly ponder on the feeling of disappointment, another figure gets out from the woods, and this time he recognizes the unmistakable silhouette.

It's Wilbur.

Confusion washes through him, crossed with the excitement he feels at seeing Wilbur again. He sets all of it aside, instead deciding to go join them before the man starts throwing fucking rocks at his window again.

As soon as his ears and tail appear, Tommy pulls a sweater over his clothes (it's fucking cold outside), takes his knife and starts climbing down.

He hears Wilbur let out a screech of terror, Tommy laughs and, once he's about halfway down the side of the tower, he lets himself fall.

Okay, now you must be thinking 'Is Tommy fucking stupid? Does he not remember what happened, like, yesterday?', but don't worry, TommyInnit is incredibly smart and has everything under control.

Tears form in his eyes from the wind and he braces himself for impact. Maybe this wasn't the best idea, but is TommyInnit really TommyInnit without the incredibly dangerous and impulsive, life-threatening decisions?

But Tommy isn't met by unbearable pain or even soft grass tickling his limbs like he expected.

He's met by broad, warm arms and it is so unfamiliar, so strange, that it takes his breath away more effectively than any fall ever.

"I am being led by my suspicious brother to an undisclosed location in the middle of nowhere, thinking I'm getting murdered, and the first thing I see is a raccoon child falling from the sky? Nice," A monotone, deep voice says behind him. Or at least he thinks it's from behind him.

And Tommy realizes that he's being carried fucking bridal style.

"Let me go, I'm not a fucking princess, LET ME GO," He thrashes, kicking the air. "I will fucking bite you, bitch!"

He is not joking, he's done it before and will do it again.

"You should let him go, Techno, for you own safety." He hears Wilbur's voice say, and makes a noise of approval.

Finally, he hears a grumble and he's let down. He takes a few moments to catch his breath.

After he's calmed down, he turns around to Wilbur and the stranger.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Wilbur asks, worry dancing in his brown eyes.

A lot, but those are thoughts for another day.

"Chronologically or alphabetically?" Tommy says, because he is a little piece of shit and fully embraces it. Oh, and he might have spent an unhealthy amount of time on his communicator.

The stranger snorts in what seems like amusement, and Tommy puts his attention on him.

He looks, in one word, menacing.

His outfit is composed of a white poet shirt and what looks like a red cape over muscular shoulders. He wears leather pants with black, thick books. What catches Tommy's attention, though, is the fucking crown on his head, and the absolutely fucking badass sword.

Tommy can see long pink hair pulled into a braid over his shoulder and red crimson eyes meet his.

"You look so badass," He breathes, and then- "Can I have your sword?"

"Do not give him your sword Techno," Wilbur warns, the loser.

Oh. So that's his name. Cool.

Techno squints at him, before what looks like recognition flashes in his eyes.

"Wait, I know you," He says suddenly.

Well, of course he'd be known, he is just that great.

"Do you?" Tommy frowns. It's still strange, the only place he's really known in is- oh.

"You were L'manburg's Child Soldier, weren't you?" Techno says thoughtfully. "We fought side by side once."

The battlefield.

The only place he's really known in is the battlefield.

He hears Wilbur gasp softly near him and takes a deep breath.

"I was- I was Theseus, Child Soldier and General of the L'manburg army. Pleased to meet, or re-meet, you."