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“YOU’RE INSANE, TOMMY!” Wilbur yelled, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
All Tommy could do was stare.
…..what?
This is what Tommy wanted, so why isn’t he happy? Everyone he loves is here.
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮. A voiced whispered into his ear, echoing in his mind.
Yeah, one big happy family…
“Tommy— Tommy, please. Please don’t do this..” Tubbo pleaded, hands tied behind a chair.
Why are they pleading? Isn’t this was they wanted too? To be together once again..?
“Tommy, why don’t you just let us all go.. There’s no need to keep us tied up. We’ll stay here with you. We won’t leave you.” Philza whispered to the boy, who was standing at the end of the table.
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙊𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. A voice whispered.
Yeah. The voice is right. They’ll just all leave me. And we can’t have that, now can we?
A smile crossed his once blank face face. Looking up from his teacup, he’s faced with a nicely put together tea party. Everyone made it on time too! Wilbur, Techno, Phil, Tubbo, Ranboo, even Dream could make it! For their safety, he sadly had to tie everyone up to their chairs.. But that’s okay! Everyone’s here! One big happy family.
“I’m happy you guys could make it to my tea party. It took me ages to put together. Plus, it took even longer to get all of you here!” Tommy laughed, looking at everyone in the room.
…Why were some of them crying..?
This was meant to be a happy time…
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚.
Right.. Yeah! This is fun! Of course they’re having fun! Who wouldn’t?
“Tommy, why are we here?” Ranboo asked calmly, desperately trying, but failing, to keep the tremble out of his voice.
“Well, I thought it would be fun for us to bond! I missed you all greatly.. Why? Are you not happy with bonding? Do you have things you rather do?” Tommy asked, tilting his head to the side.
“Fucking— YES, TOMMY! I don’t want to be here! Let me go! Let us go! You can’t keep us here!” Dream screeched, struggling against the rope holding him down. The rope didn’t budge.
Oh.
They don’t like it here..
𝙔𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤. 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡. A voice whispered.
Right. Yeah. Shocked.
“I get it, you’re a little surprised.. But that’s okay! We can be together now! One big happy family!” Tommy smiled.
“NO, TOMMY— WE’RE NOT A FAMILY. WE’LL NEVER BE FAMILY. Now, let us go!” Dream continued to struggle.
This isn’t how it’s supposed to go.
Why are they acting like this? Normally they’re all happy..
𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. A voice whispered from behind him.
Tommy whipped his head behind him, towards the wall, “SHUT UP! I’M TRYING TO THINK!”
Everyone stares wide-eyed as Tommy does this. Tom— Tommy has voices..? Since when..?
Suddenly everyone’s train of thoughts were cut-off by a blood-curling laugh.
“PLEASE— Please can we move onto having our party-? I’m getting tired of this. I just wanted to have my family back, and I feel like you guys don’t want that. Do you not love me..? I’VE BEEN— sorry- I’ve been trying my hardest, my very fucking best, and you guys aren’t being very kind to me.” Tommy rambled, his hands flying in opposite directions.
No one responds.
Why aren’t they talking?
Why are they all staring at him?
Does he have tea on his shirt? Cake on his face?
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. A voice whispered.
Oh..
What do I do then..?
𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙖 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢.
I guess that sounds reasonable..?
If he kills them, and maybe once he ends his own life, they can live happily in the afterlife!
Yeah! That’s a good plan!
Tommy grabs a knife from the centre of the table.
It was meant to cut the cake, but oh well!
“Tommy… Please- please put the knife down. Think about this for a second..” Techno said, tone monotonous but you could clearly hear the fear seeping through the cracks.
Tommy just smiles, approaching his first victim. Wilbur, his mind recalls, and stabs him through the heart.
And ear defanging scream fills the room, but it’s drowned out by the static sensation forming in his ears.
The rest is a blur, but now Tommy sits on his red and white chair at the end of the table, covered in blood. His family’s blood.
But that’s okay! Now it’s his turn!
Tommy sits back and stares at the blood covered knife held tightly in his hand.
…Well.. Here goes nothing.
Red. It’s all red. The world has gone blurry.
But that’s okay.. He’ll see his family!
He wakes up. But no one was there.
A pit of darkness
no
No
NO
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
T̴̲̜̣̋͒̽͝H̷͙̗̦̥̝͐͐̎̓̇̊̏̒͠I̸̗͚͕͓͇̥͕͖͖̓̍̈̃̕S̶̺̼̱̝͚̪̣͋̑̏̕ ̷̣̱͈̼̔̆̈̾̓̿͜͠I̸̡͈̊̈͌͗̇͠ͅŞ̶̛̜̝̼̜̳͕̿͆̒͛͘N̸̪͉̖̲̹͗̿̾͒͒’̵͙̙̱͎̖̠̥̓̎̍̓T̶̡̡̖̠̙̥̗̯̓̂ͅ ̴̧̧̛̱̳̩͔̼̇̈͛̃͒ͅḨ̶̬͖̥̳̑̈́̈́̒͊̀̓͠O̵̢̨̤̽̾̏̽̑̽͑̈͜͝W̴̰͉̱͚̖̫̟̣̟͊̈́̇̈̇̓ͅ ̷̤͈͓̮̼̙̟̍̐̂͑̋̕͠Ḭ̴͔͙̹͇̯̹̐͐͊̈̓̔ͅͅͅT̴̙̦͝’̴̫̳͔̥̣̰̟̓S̵̻̥̟̄͌̿ ̷̧̞̻̭̗̞̪̻͆̀̊̃̋͒̓͑̕S̵͙͙̓̾̐͝U̵̞͖̖̙͕͗̎͌̋͘͠P̵̻̍͊̈́P̷̹̩̖̬̗̱͚͋̈́̎O̶̞̞̗̗̺̭̖͕͒̑͝R̵̨̳̘̫̜̮̆͂̽͛̄̔͋̄̋Ṯ̸̪͉͍̥̯̤̣̖̈́͝ ̸̢̲͕̥̝̰̲̻̘͆͂͑̃̐͂̿̑T̵̞̼̓̏̂͋͆̾̎̋́̎Ȏ̷̼̤͈ ̴̫̱̗̺̐̉͒͐́̄̑̅͆͘E̴̎̎̏͌͊̀̿̎͠ͅN̷̹̾D̵̪͚̩̓̿̀͑͠
(This isn’t how it’s supposed to end)
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎ N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎ N̸̢̛̬̟̱̊̒͋̐͆Ȍ̷̫̈́̊͌͛̎
…no…..
…He’s alone.. again.