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Tommy woke up cold and sore. He opened his eyes to see his brother— acquaintance carrying him. He didn't look at Tommy or notice that the blond was awake.
After a few minutes which seemed like forever to Tommy, Wilbur stopped walking as heavy footsteps stopped next to Wilbur; while another kept walking. Tommy looked at the person that was walking in front of Wilbur and him— wait… Is Wilbur carrying him!?
He looked straight up at Wilbur and tried to get out of the brunette's grip but the coat wearing bastard didn't let him go, just great! "Hm? Seems like the raccoon is awake." The man himself, the blood God said that because it wasn't Scooby-Doo!
Wait.. Raccoon?..
"Wait where are your ears and tail..?" Wilbur asked as he looked down at Tommy, the blond wanted to go back, with Dream. He didn't want to explain what happened to them because he didn't want to believe it.
He looked confused as his eyes opened wide in shock.
°•○Flashback○•°
Tommy was sitting there, waiting for Dream to come back as his ears as well as his tail were out, just waiting. He heard footsteps behind him as he turned around, he saw Dream with an… Axe..
"Dream? What went up your ass today?" He commented which would make Dream calm down a bit but he just walked closer to Tommy. Did he fuck up? How? He was just joking around!
Then the masked man held up his axe as it swing to his tail-
°•○End of Flashback○•°
"Tommy!?"
"..."
"Tommy you there!?
"..."
Tommy was just laying there, remembering what happened on that fateful day. He didn't want to remember anything of that…
“Raccoon…? I was never one..” Tommy spoke as his voice was hoarse and it sounded like he hadn't spoken in years. This had only stopped Wilbur in his tracks as the tall brunette looked down at Tommy.
…
“Tommy.”
…
“What did he do to you?”
…
That was all Wilbur spoke as Tommy tried to avoid his golden brown eyes. As he didn't want him to know what had happened with Dream and him.
Wilbur sighed as he walked inside with Tommy in his arms, once they were inside he closed the door and sat Tommy down on the couch.
Tommy looked at the people in the room as it seemed to only be the pink haired bastard and the homeless man with him. He didn't want to be here; he wanted to go back to Dream!
But he knew he couldn't…
He didn't want to stay but at some point he did…
“Theseus.. Where's your tail and ears.”
That wasn’t a question, it was demanded from the pig. Most people would answer him but Tommy kept his mouth shut. He didn't care what they thought… They took him from his home…