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Tommy lit a match, a wicked smile on his face. it most definitely wasn't a healthy coping mechanism, but would he change it? fuck no. takes too much effort.
"Tommy, do not get fucking burnt, wilbur will kill me." sapnap warned, it was a mix between playful and serious.
"I'm not fucking dumb, sappy nappy." he rolled his eyes with a snort. electric blue eyes focused onto the small flame, it flickered and danced. "We need to make a bigger fire, this isn't fun."
"We're making a rock circle." tubbo began picking up big rocks, god, this park is so cool.
"Right, sapnap and tubbo, get rocks."
"Why wont you?" sapnap and tubbo asked, mock offence clear in their tone.
"I'm the youngest, you two are old." tommy smiled, a sharp thing. he sat down on the forest floor, propping himself up on a old tree.
"I know how to bury a body, tommy." tubbo said, smiling.
"I know how to scream so loudly everyone in the world can hear me." he tilted his head.
"Can you two stop threatening each other? we need rocks." sapnap groaned, rubbing a hand across his face.
"Go on, tubbo." tommy glared.
"I will skin you alive." tubbo glared back.
"You would never, i'm too cool." tommy death glared.
"Not cool enough." tubbo death glared back.
"OH MY GOD. you two get rocks now, i'll get sticks. go on."
"Fine, sapnap."
"Fine."
[im going FUCKING FERAL]
speedrunning life: hey
speedrunning life: what if we did a manhunt
speedrunning life: but feral boys?
karl is bby: i wouldnt mind!!
stealing yo gurl: sure
an arsonist: fuck yeah
asleep: k
speedrunning life: are u upset
speedrunning life: gogy what did i do wrong? :((((((
asleep: nothing
an arsonist: what the fuck did you do dream
stealing yo gurl: ^
karl is bby: ^^
speedrunning life: i didnt do anything :*((((
an arsonist: shit did tommy just set the forest on fire
speedrunning life: what
karl is bby: what
stealing yo gurl: what
asleep: what
an arsonist: its fine
an arsonist: its fine they have a rock circle
asleep: what is happening??
stealing yo gurl: if u were awake none of this wodve happened
asleep: fuck u
They sat in a sorta circle, watching the dancing flames. the area around them was dark, the only light being the flames.
"Isn't this nice?" tommy asked, his eyes hurt from staring at the light, his eyes watering.
"Mhm." sapnap hummed, texting on his phone.
"So what are we doing after this?" tubbo asked.
"Either killing- no, uh-" he stumbled over his words.
"Yeah! lets fucking STAB somebody!" oh no, its time for tubbo's chaotic-ness.
"YEAH!"
"Why did i ever agree to this?" sapnap groaned.
"Cause you're sapnap." tommy snarked, a smug smile on his face.
"Yeah!"
"Dear Wither, you can't kill someone, please." he begged, tears glistening in his eyes.
"We're killing a bitch."
"No. If you do that, I will not let you commit arson again." (this is so shit holy) he said firmly.
"Fuck you! You can't fucking stop me!" tubbo sprinted away.
wilbur strummed again, trying to perfect it. Maybe he should've just messaged him an apology, be done. But listen, theater kid. He played the music again, hitting the notes on time.
(why is this chapter so terrible, i was doing so good)
He decided that this is good enough, Tommy would probably adore it if he played one note. He laughed quietly, Tommy would love this. Okay. But what if he doesn't? He would. But what if he doesn't??? I'd cry, fuck off.
It'll be fine.
It'll all be fine.
He packed up his shit, slipping on his shoes and grabbing his keys. He sits in the car and begins to go to Tommy's house, he hummed, swaying his head to the music. He stopped in front of Tommy's house. He grabbed his phone and began messaging Tommy.
[Private messages between Wilby :D and Toms :D]
Wilby :D: toms
Wilby :D: tommy
Wilby :D: tommy
Wilby :D: toms
Wilby :D: i have a surprise
Wilby :D: r u home
Wilby :D: tommy
Wilby :D: answer?? pretty please? ill buy u pity snacks
Wilby :D: tommy???
Toms :D: not home
Toms :D: starting fires with the sap
Wilby :D: what
Wilby :D: tommy where r u????
Toms :D: brb were goinag to mudre soemone
Wilby :D: tommy please
Toms :D: im fine ok
Toms :D: im not burned stop ebning a maother hen
Wilby :D: send me ur location
Wilby :D: i will give u free rides
Wilby :D: tom pls
Toms :D: clingy fuck.
[Toms :D has shared their location.]
Wilby :D: thank u
Wilby :D: we can get food later, ok?
Toms :D: i dont want ur piaty food
Toms :D: but thatd be nice
Toms :D: i guess
Wilby :D: pog
Wilby :D: omw
He drives to their area, tapping his finger on the steering wheel lightly. he is not going to feel anxious, he is not. He is perfectly fine right now, completely fine. Everything would be fine. Shut up.
They are now in a gas station parking lot, fuck, they aren't robbing the store are they? he feels bad for the cops, they'd be growing gray hairs so quickly. He pulls in, parking the car. "Oi! Tommy?" he shouts, rolling the window down.
"Hey, Wilbur." he laughed nervously, "We uh- we weren't going to rob the store, stop, stop thinking we were, dickhead." he rolls his eyes, he and sapnap lock eyes, and suddenly they both sprint to the front seat, both shouting 'shotgun' way to loud.
Tommy managed to slip into the car, claiming shotgun. Sapnap groaned and sat in the back, disgruntled. tubbo was playing with a lighter, looking at the sparks. Why are they all arsonists.
"Tubbo, no fire in the car," he reprimanded, "we're getting snacks and having a movie night."
"Is that the surprise? Wow, you're going to have to bribe me more for me to accept your apology," Tommy snickered.
"No, that was just something I thought off the top of my head. Didn't know you were committing arson.. again. You'll like the surprise."
"Are you going to kill me? Cause, that'd be amazing, and useful. Exams and that."
"Wilbur, we gotta pull the biggest heist, okay? We gotta fucking- we gotta steal a lot of money from like a bank, right? We gotta be known by the whole world, we- we gotta, we gotta be in the history books, for Tommy's apology," they paused,"Cause we all know that Tommy's biggest fear is to be forgotten," they fidgeted a bit," so its a win-win! Lets do it!"
Tommy snickered, "Tubbo moment?" he asked, raising an eye brow.
Wilbur gasped dramatically, "Tubbo moment? In real time? Life changing."
"Stop patronizing me."
"We aren't even doing that, just pointing out you have moments of Tubbo."
Silence.
"Okay, Tommy, okay. Whatever you say, bud."
"Wilburrr," he dragged out, "He's patronizing me."
"You did it first! Stop being a little fucking raccoon. If you were given cotton candy, you'd try to wash it and then it'd disappear, like your will to live." They said, venom in their tone.
"Wow, that'd be like- a world record. That'd be so fast." Sapnap sputtered in surprise.
"Faster then Dream." wilbur remarked.
"LETS GOOOOO!"
"Shut up, we're here." Wilbur said, parking the car and unbuckling himself.
"Finally, snack time."
They wonder their way into the store, Tubbo grabbed as many peeps as their arms could hold, "I'm going to get so sick." he grinned, fuck yeah.
Tommy grabbed gum, "Huh, I haven't eaten anything today," he murmured, looking through the candy isle.
"What."
"No, wait, I ate Ramon earlier," he shrugged, grabbing some candy.
"I'll make you something at my place, you all are already hurting my wallet." wilbur said, yawning.
Sapnap grabbed a new lighter and some weird candy that didn't look edible.
"Lets go, boys, off to freedom." going to the checkout counter.
"To freedom."
"To freedom."
"From freedom."