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Tommy had been missing for months now. Wilbur was put under constant surveillance, Dream was put back into jail, and Tubbo and Ranboo have been talking to Phil a bit.
Quite a few joined the search for Tommy. After being yelled at and blamed, it seemed he just.. disappeared. Nobody had the chance to apologize, nobody got the chance to express any more anger, he was just.. gone.
Away from there, a ghost finally opened his eyes. He sat up, looking around. He was much shorter than his usual self. He looked a bit younger. He looked around him, finding he was laying in a cave. He looked at the mess, deciding to just leave and forget about it.
On his way to finding other people, he picked up a few flowers. Maybe he could give them to someone! A drop of his bright yellow blood dropped onto one of the red tulips he’d picked.
He walked, wondering where he was. He couldn’t quite get his feet low enough to touch the ground.
A brother under surveillance joined in the search. He was being kept under supervision by a sheep girl, or something. He doesn’t like to talk to her, but he thinks her name was Puffy. He holds his brother’s treasured compass on his necklace.
The brother was currently cooking a meal, the woman he was stuck with helping. Probably to make sure he doesn’t try to burn the house down. He didn’t blame her.
He heard a scream from outside, the person he was forced to be with grabbing his arm to drag him outside. When they got out, they saw the situation immediately. His brother’s friend — Tubbo — was pale, his platonic husband pulling him into the hug.
The reason they were screaming made his heart drop. A ghost- One that resembled his brother- Stood a couple inches off the ground. Bright yellow blood dripped from a cut on his throat. The ghost boy smiled brightly, waving.
“Hello there! I think I’m lost, but you seem a little familiar! Would you mind if I hung out here for a bit?” The ghost of his brother, Tommy, spoke.