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Tommy woke up in his tent, again..well not in his tent he was close to the ocean again, had he been sleep walking? Was he longing to go back home that badly? The answer was obvious, of course he did. He missed his home, he missed his friends, mostly Tubbo. Tommy reached for his compass that automatically pointed in Tubbo's direction, the compass hung from around his neck as he grasped it holding in tears. It's been weeks since his exile, his best friend, his brother exiled him by the will of a green bastard. Dream, Tommy resented the name, he cringed thinking about it. That bastard visited him everyday in his exile just to blow up his items and manipulate him into believing he actually cared for him. Tommy knew this but he was tired of Dream's bull, he was tired of his sleepless nights in exile surrounded by dark nights illuminated by the burning torches around his site, keeping unknown threats away. Tommy sighed as he slowly made his way back up to his tent, shoving his body back into his bed tearing at the sheets around him, wrapping himself into the bed hoping to stay there for once, hoping to not wake up half drowned at the bottom of the ocean again.
Waking up again Tommy was on the floor of his tent wrapped in the cocoon of sheets around him. Tommy winced as he sat up, putting a hand to his head he flinched again feeling pain at the new tender spot, "I guess I hit my head" Tommy thought to himself too tired to form words. Tommy moved away from the pile of sheets moving the tent walls to step outside, observing the light peeking through the cracks of the tent. A few moments of adjusting his eyes to the sun, now blaring dead in his face, Tommy decides to go to his mining cave underground, but whenever he did that, Dream would always come just to blow it all up, he decided against it instead chopping down nearby trees to work on logstedshire. Truth be told Tommy had hidden chests full of iron armour and tools underneath the current logstedshire place. He prayed Dream wouldn't come so he wouldn't have to blow up his things, or have to talk, the thought alone made him wince, his throat was dry so was his mouth, he hadn't uttered a word since ghostbur left, leaving Tommy completely alone for weeks.
Tommy continued the wood spree chopping down trees and replanting their saplings in the place of the tree. Without turning around Tommy hears the familiar twirl of a trident, indicating that Dream has arrived once more, to torture the poor boy. "Hello!" Dream chirps smiling behind his mask. Tommy doesn't speak, but sighs to himself in his head before turning to Dream. He holds a hand up, wordlessly telling Dream to wait while he pulls out a water bottle from the sack of wood Tommy's been carrying, taking a huge gulp Tommy speaks up, his voice cracks as he speaks, "Hello Dream." He cringed at the forced show he put on for this bastard prick of a so called man.
"So how have you been? I see your getting wood is it for logstedshire?" Dream asks walking into the half built area. Tommy silently panicked as Dream gets close to his base. He followed in hoping to lure him out unexpectedly without raising suspicion. "Dream I've been quite lonely recently, except for him..look at this mother fuck-" Tommy turns to hear one of his chests being opened. His throat goes dry as his stomach goes belly up, standing completely stunned as Dream arises from the ground.
He couldn't see it behind that smiley face mask, but Dream was pissed. "Dream I-" Tommy was cut off immediately, Dream planted TNT explosives, turning to watch Tommy. "MY THINGS!!" Tommy shouted jumping into the hole grabbing what he could as Dream lit the explosives while Tommy was still in the pit.
Dream turned to look at Tommy below him, placing more TNT explosives around the area. "Tommy it's time for you to..start over." Dream said coldly as he lit more explosive making them explode leaving craters in their path.
Tommy pulled himself out of the pit crawling to his knees holding onto the pictures of him and Tubbo to his heart, choking on his tears. He refused to let Dream see him cry, that'd just egg him on to manipulate him more.
Tommy looked up from the ground, craters were everywhere where his builds use to stand. His heart sank, and his eyes were watery due to the dirt, rocks and pebbles flying into his eyes, and his ears were ringing from being too close to the constant explosions near him. "Come here and watch Tommy." Dream watches as Tommy gets to his feet staring at the younger boy, Tommy stumbled over to Dream watching in horror as he loads his arrows in his bow, setting it aflame aiming at more explosives, sending them into a spiral of repetitive explosions.
"Tommy it's time for you to start over...build here cause..your here you know? You can't go to the nether, no one can visit you." Tommy's heart sank into his stomach, he was now completely alone. "But...you..you'll still visit?" Tommy couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. "Eh...at least once a week." Tommy faintly nodded before watching from the corner of his eye, Dream walking off. "Tommy...think about what you did." And with that Dream left.
He looked over toward his nether portal that connected everyone on different places of the SMP. A piece of obsidian gone, it would be easy to replace but noticeable in the nether, so Tommy didn't risk it. Tommy crumbled to his knees choking out sobs as his pictures of him and Tubbo littered to the ground while Tommy clutched onto his compass for dear life, he wanted to sob until nothing but hiccups came out and his hushed tears choked him dead, til his eyes were red, puffy and irritated, but he didn't he held his compass to his chest letting out silent sobs and fat tears roll from his face to his pictures of him and Tubbo on the ground. His brain screamed at him to stop crying, it was getting painful at this point, his heart hammered painfully in his chest, his deep breaths extending his chest until his lungs couldn't take anymore, all coming back out in painfully loud sobs.
He didn't care how loud he was being anymore, he felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest in an awfully brutal way. He was desperately hurting, he wanted to leave- be at peace and be happy again with Tubbo, Ranboo and Wilbur. He hadn't noticed but Tommy cried himself to sleep falling asleep near his broken nether portal. The next morning Tommy hoped and wished that when he turned around his builds would still be there and his portal was fine, but instead got blaring sun in his eyes, crater holes, and a broken portal. Immediately after, the memories of yesterday came flooding his mind making him want to choke on his own tears again.
Tommy rose to his feet suddenly remembering his brother Technoblade didn;t live too far away, he picked up his pictures holding them close, looking around to were trees and saplings once were, Tommy spotted his bag in a ditch near a half drank water bottle, it was a bit ripped up and dirtied but still useable. Tommy packed his pictures and bottle in his bag and made his way to his brother's home.