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Bright and sunny, that was what others called Tommy, well— used to —anyway.
Once he had become quiet and kept to himself, everyone had noticed. He could tell that they were overjoyed by the new person he had become, he heard them.
"He's better when he's quiet"
"I'm liking this new Tommy"
"He's more tamed this way"
"Finally peace"
"He was getting so so annoying anyway"
"I hope he stays this way"
Tommy covered his ears as his tears fell down his face, dagger falling at his feet and blood dripping down his arms "Shut up, shut up, shut up" He cried "I'm not annoying, I'm not.. I'm not" No matter how many times he tried to convince himself, it would always bite back at him.
"They don't care about you Toms" He visibly flinched at the hands that settled itself up on his shoulders and that voice "I told you, didn't I?" Being met with the same irritating and stupid smily face that permanently settled itself on that stupid white mask "No no no no, you're in prison. You're supposed to be in prison, why, why are you here" He muttered, his voice small and weak.
"I'm here to comfort my best friend" Tommy shook his head "I'm not your best friend!" He yelled at Dream, slapping his hands away from his shoulders "Yes you are Tommy, remember back in exile? I was the only one there for you. I comforted you, looked after you, took care of you, and talked to you when no-one else could" Tommy shook his head, covering his ears with his hands.
"He's not real, he's not real, he's not real, he's not real" He repeated, over and over and over again to himself. His breath started to pick up, almost making him suffocate, even more tears fell from his face "Listen to me, Tommy" Dream harshly grabbed him by the collar and cupped his face "I'm here, I won't leave you. I'm your best friend, right? And you're my best friend, we'll get through this together" Tommy fought and struggled, trying to push Dream away from him.
"Let me go! Let me go you son of a bitch!"
"And then what Tommy? You'll run to Phil? Your so called father who abandoned you, disowned you when you needed him the most? To Technoblade? Your 'older brother' who betrayed you and blew up your home? Or to Tubbo? Your beloved best friend who exiled you and left you to die on that island?" Dream grinned "You have no one Tommy! You have no one to run to except me!"
Tommy struggled even more "Stop it! Shut up!"
"Don't worry Tommy, you have me, I'd never leave you Toms" Tommy's eyes widened, this wasn't Dream anymore, no. He recognised that sickening soft and calm voice anywhere, after all, he grew up with that voice around him "I'd never call you annoying or insult, after all. Why would I ever hurt my little brother"
"-mmy?... Tommy?.... Tommy!"
Tommy shot his eyes opened and instinctively backed up towards the wall, his breath quickening and shaky "Hey hey, it's okay. It's just me, Ranboo" Tommy snapped towards the tall two toned enderman hybrid in front of him, he had a face of concern and worry, completely visible in the darkness of Tommy's house. He controlled his breathing and swallowed "What—...what are you doing here?"
Ranboo scratched the back of his neck "Well, I was actually passing through. I was just about to go back to Snowchester after mining, and I heard you screaming and sobbing. I wanted to make sure that you were okay" He answered, his gaze slowly falling towards Tommy's cut filled arms. Tommy quickly stood up and went to bandage his arms "I'm fine, I don't need your fucking pity or anything" He made sure that his voice was low, as to make sure that he didn't annoy the tall male behind him. He didn't really need someone else to be annoyed at him and hate him.
"It doesn't look like it"
Tommy scowled "Tommy, if you need someone to talk to. I'm here, you can talk to me" Tommy bit the inside of his cheek and continued to bandage his arm, not bothering to reply to the tall male "I said I'm fucking fine" He snapped at him, clearly irritated and angry "Go back to your husband and your son" God how difficult it was to say those words. Still in disbelief that Tubbo had replaced him while he was stuck in that prison.
Hell, he even died. And when he came back, surprise surprise! His best friend married Ranboo while he was dead.
Just thinking about that made his blood boil and his stomach churn in anger and sadness.
"You need help Tommy. You should go to Puffy, she can help you"
Quick on his feet, he turned around and held Ranboo down to his eye level "Shut up alright?!" He snarled at him, now even more irritated "I DON'T NEED FUCKING HELP, OKAY?! AND I MOST CERTAINLY DON'T NEED FUCKING THERAPY!! I'M FINE! I'M PERFECTLY FINE! THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME THAT WOULD NEED ME TO GO GET FUCKING HELP! I CAN HANDLE MYSELF!" He was now taking his anger out on Ranboo, his cup too full to keep his anger in without it spilling out.
"SO GO AHEAD AND LEAVE! GO BACK TO TUBBO AND YOUR FUCKING SON, MICHAEL!! GO BACK TO SNOWCHESTER AND CONTINUE TO FORGET ABOUT ME!"
Ranboo said nothing as Tommy let go of him, leaving without exchanging any more words with the other.