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Tommy hated school. He was in Year 9 and since he was in Year 4, Dream has bullied him. At first it was making fun of him, which his friends would join in with him for. When he says friends, he means Sapnap and George. Over the years, the bullying has made them more on edge, though they never did anything. Here he was on a Tuesday afternoon, running late for his council meeting because Dream decided it would be a great idea to shove his face into the toilet over, and over, and over again.
“Dream stop it. Really.” George says for the millionth time.
“Come on Georgeeee. It’s not hurting him.” Dream says. It did hurt Tommy, he was barely getting gasps of air.
“Techno will beat your ass if he finds out. Also the twins are going to get worried. Tommy is missing from a council meeting.” Sapanap says, this cause Dream to freeze whilst holding Tommy’s head up with the grip he had on his hair.
“Get up you bitch. Don’t you dare tell anyone about this or you're dead. Got it?” Dream said, before rushing out the bathrooms with George and Sapnap, who both gave him regretful looks. After they left Tommy sat and gasped for air before getting up, washing his face and drying it, drying his hair, and smoothing out his uniform. He then set out to the council room.

“Mr. Simons, why are you late?” Wilbur asked him, with a stern face as he addressed Tommy by his middle name, rather than his last. Underneath that he saw the slight wrinkles of concern that his in Wilbur’s face.
“Sorry, I was using the bathroom. Thought I’m sure Mr. Joseph and Mr. Beloved already told you that.” Tommy says, referring to Tubbo and Ranboo.
“For-” Wilbur interrupts himself with a sigh, “Nevermind. Come talk to me after the meeting please.” He says, gesturing for Tommy to sit somewhere. He takes a seat next to Tubbo, Ranboo looking over Tubbo’s head to send him a concerned glance. Tubbo whispering as he asks, “Dream again,wasn’t it? How did you even manage to come to the meeting this early, usually by the time he finishes and you patch up, it’s time to go to class?”
“Sapnap reminded him that I have a meeting today, so Wil and Tech might search for me if I am late.” Tommy replies. Tubbo was about to say say something when Techno interrupted them.
“Mr. Simons, Mr. Joseph, could you be in charge of informing your year?” Techno asked.
“About the sports day event.” Ranboo whispers to the two, knowing they were clueless.
“We could certainly do that, Mr. Blade.” Tommy replies.
“Thank you, Mr. Simons.” Techno responds, who also had a questioning look on his face that he sent to Tommy.

The meeting went well for the most part, Ranboo, being a voluntary member who was really just there to help Tommy and Tubbo, took notes to help the secretary (Niki) and his best friends. Tommy didn’t miss the looks of concern sent his why by multiple people he was close to.
“Mr. Simons” Wilbur calls.
“The meetings ended, Mr. Soot. You don’t have to call me so formally.” Tommy says, looking back at his older brother. “Go on without me, tell Ms. Puffy I will probably be late.” Tommy looks back at his friends, Tubbo and Ranboo nodding and giving him a concerned look before heading to class. Wilbur leads the way back to the meeting area, not before shutting the door behind Tommy.
“Sorry for being late to today’s meeting. I swear it will never happen again.” Tommy says, bowing his head down.
“Don’t be concerned about it, Theseus.” Techno says, allowing his twin to speak.
“Tech and I were just concerned about whether you were, no, ARE okay. You came in nearly 5 minutes before the meeting ended.” Wilbur said.
“I’m fine-” Tommy said, interrupted by Techno.
“Your uniform is wet. The top of it may I add.”
“Spilt some water and had to clean myself up.” Tommy lied.
“Tommy, water would drench more of you.” Wilbur said.
“Whatever! You guys are reading too much into it and are being over-protective. I’m fine.” Tommy insists.
“Fine. But don’t be scared to come to us if you need help, alright Sunshine.” Techno says.
“I will, I will. Now I’m going to head over to class now.” Tommy says, picking back up the bag he set on the floor. He heads to Ms. Puffy’s class.

“A bit late aren’t you, Mr. Watson?” Puffy says, “Be glad that I know your brothers well enough to know that it wasn’t for no reason.” She says, gesturing for Tommy to take a seat in his spot next to Freddie. Ms. Puffy continued with her lesson on the renaissance. Tommy took notes, his body aching as he sat for longer and longer. The bruises that Dream gave him on most days, when he didn’t feel tired, were hurting as he sat. He swallowed up and ignored the pain. The class ended and he had another break.

“Hey Tommy~.” Shit. Dream.
“Hey! Want me to come with you behind school, after-school to help with work?” Tommy asked, having heard Dream use that excuse several times in public.
“Yes please. Thank you~.” He said, bumping the boy as he brushed by.

“Meeting with Dream after school?! Are you crazy Tommy?! You know what he does! You never fight back, why?!” Tubbo whisper-shouts as they sit in the library, it was their free period and they were studying. It was Beau, Purpled, Tubbo and Tommy sitting at the table. Ranboo had PE, so he couldn’t come. Tommy had told Tubbo, this was the tenth time this year he had done this kind of thing and it was only November.
“I told you, if I don’t be his punching bag, someone I care about will face it worse.” Tommy explains, again.
“But we are willing to take that! You constantly get hurt! Why haven’t you told anybody?!” Tubbo says.
“Tubbo, it's not that simple.” Tommy says.
“What’s not that simple?” Someone asks. They look up to see Schlatt, Tubbo’s older brother.
“Nothing Schlatt.” Tubbo says.
“Well, it doesn’t seem to be nothing.” Schlatt says, a concerned look on his face.
“It’s nothing, Schlatt. Trust me.” Tommy says.
“Yea.” “Yup.” Purpled and Beau agree, finally speaking after being so silent.
“Fine.” Schlatt says, leaving.
“God that sucks. Anyways, we should actually study now.” Purpled says, earning agreement from the rest of his friends. So that was what they did.

“Glad to see you actually came, Tomathy.” Dream says.
“Not by name but okay.” Tommy says, rolling his eyes.
“Sass? Ho ho ho, this will be fun.” Dream says, punching Tommy in the jaw. Then in the stomach, the kicking him in the leg, causing Tommy to fall down. He kicks Tommy, all over and leaves him alone when he is bloodied and there are multiple marks of purple and blue on him. Tommy lies there, having gone unconscious after Dream left.

Tommy woke up to…

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Deo was worriedly wiping Tommy’s face, pausing when he sees Tommy’s eyes open.
“Oh thank god you’re okay!” Deo says, being careful when going to hug Tommy who was now sitting up.
“Am I at your house?” Tommy asks, recognizing the childhood bedroom of his childhood best friend.
“Ya. Eret changed you by the way, so it would be easier to clean your wounds.” Deo explains, Tommy now notices he was in sweatpants that were rolled up to access the bruises on his legs that were all bandaged and covered with foundation. The same for his stomach and other parts he notes as he rolls up Deo’s sweater (he recognizes from the scent of lavender and smokiness of fire.)
“Thanks Deo. Sorry to burden you.” Tommy says.
“Nonsense. I wanted to do this, I’m sorry I can’t help with Dream. I thought he stopped. I- I’m sorry. I failed you.” Deo says, pressing his head down into the sheets as he felt more shameful.
“Nonsense. I don’t want you to always have to worry for me. I’m glad you spend more time with Bitzel, Luke and Wisp. I’m fine and you don’t have to worry about Dream. It’s nothing I’m not used to.” Tommy says.
“But-” Deo says only to be interrupted by Tommy’s “shhhhhh”.
“By the way, the others are outside. I can call them if you would like.” Deo says, Tommy nodding and he goes to the living room.
“Tommy!!!” Tubbo screams as he enters.
“Tommy.” Ranboo greets
“Bitch.” Purpled says.
“Cunt.” Beau comments.
“Nice to see you guys to. WAIT SHIT! MY FAMILY-” Tommy says loudly.
“Don’t worry about them. Texted your mom that you are at our place and might have a sleepover.” Eret says as he swings into the doorway, his phone in the hand visible.
“Thanks Big E!!!” Tommy calls as Eret heads back into the kitchen.
“Don’t call me that, please, Tommy!!!” Eret calls back. Deo shuts the door and the tension lightens up.
“I should probably head home.” Tommy says, “Sorry again, Deo.”
“You sure? Also don’t worry about it.” Deo asks.
“Ya. Sleepover on Friday?” Tommy asks.
“Sure.” Deo replies.
“Well thanks for taking care of me guys.” Tommy says. His friends know that he is in no mood to be able to communicate properly so they stay quiet and wave goodbye as they leave the place.
“Are you driving me home?” Tommy asks as he makes himself look better and hides the badges and bruises using the foundation in his bag, with the help of Deo.
“Yup.” Deo says as he finishes covering the last bruise, “Alright, you’re ready to go home.”
“Thanks Deo.” Tommy says again.
“No problem dude. Let’s go.” Deo says, grabbing the keys to his motorcycle as well as the orange helmet that hung by it. Tommy grabs the red one and his bag, following Deo. When they reach the bike, Tommy puts his bag in the basket, using the net holders to secure the bag and then clips on his helmet. He gets on the bike and then they are off.

Tommy’s house was not far from Deo’s for a drive, it only took 10 minutes but it took nearly double to walk back. The two liked doing both, depending on circumstances and mood. The wind flew through both of their hair, Deo’s slightly longer hair actually fluttered. Tommy looked to the side to see the sun setting amongst the array of buildings, trees and power lines. They arrived at Tommy’s house and the two got off, taking off their helmets. Tommy unhooked his bag while Deo turned off his motorbike. Tommy hugged Deo after he swung his bag on his shoulder, Deo returning it before releasing Tommy and Tommy released him.
“You gonna be alright?” Deo asks Tommy.
“Obviously. It’s my family after all. The most is that they’ll get over protective. You know this.” Tommy says, smirking as he leaned on one leg, “You worried?”.
Deo sighed and rolled his eyes, “Duh. I’m your best friend, am I not?”
“Wellllll, there's Tubbo and Ranboo and-” Tommy says, interrupted by Deo flicking his forehead.
“Shut up. You know you love me. Anyways, go inside before your brothers try to kill me again. I’m only in Year 10, I don’t want to die.” Deo says, swinging his legs over the bike seat, the red helmet with Tommy and the Orange on his head with the visor up.
“That was funny, alright, Imma actually head inside and not freeze out here. See ya Deo.” Tommy said, doing 2-finger reverse salute. Deo did the same, but didn’t leave. Tommy got to the steps in-front of his door and looked back, Deo repeated his action and Tommy smiled. With that he opened the door and stepped inside, he heard Deo leave. The house was dark, the sun had set while they were outside, Tommy assumed his family was out, so he turned on the light and headed to his room, where his 3 chairs, for when Ranboo and Tubbo came over and sat. There was one out of place. That one swivelled around revealing Techno.
“Where were you?” He asked. Tommy knew he couldn’t mention Deo because Techno would get over-protective.
“Uh- with Wil!” Tommy said, shit Wilbur probably went home with Techno.
RIght enough the chair next to Techno turns to reveal Wilbur.
“Wanna try again?” Wilbur asks.
“With Dad! Ya with dad!” Tommy says.
Another chair turns to reveal Phil.
“With Tubbo!” Tommy says.
“So you finally decided to tell the truth. Or is that a lie as well” His mother says, turning in the last remaining chair and eyeing his clothing.
“I- uh.” Tommy stutters, he sees somebody in the vents. They lift the vent cover and Tommy jumps up, lifting his arms so they catch him. His arms are caught and he’s pulled up by the person moving backwards, he tucks his legs in so his family doesn’t catch them and he is brought up fully, the vent is closed before Techno can latch onto the edge.
“Thanks guys.” Tommy says to Ranboo and Purpled.
“Where do we go to sneak out?” Purpled asked, having not gone to Tommy’s house many times.
“Go to Wilbur’s first.” Tommy says, he said it in his normal voice, rather than the whispers they were speaking in earlier. He heard multiple footsteps. He used this to quickly whisper to Ranboo, “Wait until everyone leaves then exit here.” Ranboo nods and Purpled starts moving. They start heading to WIlbur’s room then make a quick runaway to Techno’s.
“Out now, use the window, quick.” Tommy whispers. Purpled does as told and Tommy waits for him to go before heading to his room again. His family hears this and follows, going faster than him so he drops in the corridor and runs for it. Techno hears and starts to follow, Tommy running faster, running around the bottom floor until his family is downstairs and rushes back up, going to his room. He locks the door and gets a backpack, shoving spare change of clothes and getting down via the window and a tree there. His mom may be waiting downstairs but he’s fast, he’s faster. He rushes to the motorcycles, Deo is there again, knowing this might have happened. He jumps on and Tubbo, with Ranboo in the back, Beau with Purpled in the back and Deo with him in the bag, went zooming. Tommy heard Techno’s bike start up, angry shouts from Wilbur, targeted at Deo mainly.
“Where do we go!” Deo asked Tommy.
“Guys! Tag!” Tommy calls, causing them to separate, per plan. Deo knew what to do now. Deo sped ahead, taking sharp turns. Once he was at a decent place, he turned into Mr. Sam’s mechanic shop, waiting for Techno to pass before heading back to the path they had gone, they met at the park they always met at to signal who was tagged. It was a park near Ranboo’s house.

“Hey guys!” Tommy calls.
“You finally got rid of them!” Ranboo called back.
“Ya!” Tommy says as he reaches them.
“Why are you brothers ESPECIALLY overprotective when it comes to Deo anyways?” Purpled asks.
“Oh trust me, it’s a long story.” Deo says, chuckling.

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“So you mean to say, this all happened because you platonically flirted with Deo and the last straw was when you called him your platonic husband?” Ranboo, Beau and Purpled asked.
“Yup.” Deo and Tommy said.
“Damn-” Purpled was about to say when they were interrupted.
“Oh Tommy~, could you help me in the playground?” Dream asked.
“Dream no!” George tried to say, standing in between them.
“Do you think I’m doing anything wrong, Gogy?” Dream asks.
“Actually yes.” George says and is shoved to the side, Subpoena who just caught up running to help him up after he fell.
“Come on now Tommy~.” Dream says and Tommy is about to take his hand.
“No.” Deo says, standing up, he is a bit taller than Dream.
“No? This isn’t your choice buddy.” Dream sneers.
“Well-” Deo is about to say.
“Deo, leave it. It’s fine.” Tommy says, following Dream.

A punch. A kick. He’s about to do more when somebody calls,
“Hey! Pick on someone your own size!” Dream pauses.
“Who are you?” Dream sneers.
“Eret King. Now, you want a fight? Come at me bitch.” Eret says, shoving Dream. Dream throws a punch, Eret throws one back, it looks harder than the Dream’s.
“OI ERET! WHERE Did you go…” Someone calls, their voice getting quieter. Jack, he looks at Tommy.
“Holy shit, are you okay?” Jack asks.
“I’m fine, help Eret.” Tommy says.
“You sure?”
“Yes. I can manage.” Tommy says, going towards the others. Deo rushes over, making Tommy ride piggyback on him after seeing his light limp. Beau, who always had foundation on her, covered the new visible bruises that were forming on his leg and arm (before he had met them at the park, the two had stopped at Deo’s house so Tommy could change).
“That bitch. I’m sorry we couldn’t do anything.” The others said. Purpled and Beau would never speak up to Dream, they knew the consequences and didn’t want to push it, mainly for Tommy’s sake. Tommy was thankful for it, they simply helped him afterwards and distracted him.

It was midnight when the group decided it was time to head home. They had migrated to Tubbo’s house at around 7:30, Schlatt wasn’t home so they had the house to themselves. Beau, who was surprisingly good at cooking, made some pasta that was really good. She apparently got the recipe from TikTok. Dang, this was good. There was also a shit ton of popcorn, made by Ranboo. The group were watching movies, speedrunning all the shittiest movies they could to make fun of them.

“Tommy?” Deo asks.
“Yea?” Tommy mumbles.
“You wanna go home and sleep there?” Deo asks.
“Sure.” Tommy gets up with help from Deo, piggy back on Deo again.
“Are you guys going?” Ranboo asks, mumbling from the giant pile of people that the duo were just in.
“Yeah. I’m dropping Tommy off. I can drop you off as well if you want.” Deo says.
“Nah, I can use my bike, it's been parked here since I met up with Tubbo here.”
“Alright. See you Ranboo.” Deo says, Tommy acknowledging Ranboo a good bye with a quiet mmmmmm, he was sleepy.
“Tommy, bud, can you make sure to hold onto me tightly?” Deo asks, after settling them on the bike. Tommy adjusts himself so he’s hugging Deo like a tree, Deo starts driving quickly but making sure Tommy doesn’t fall. They reach in 10 minutes, Deo carrying a now sleeping Tommy piggy-back to his room. Deo’s lucky that no one was in the hallways and that he had spare keys to the Watson's family home. He brought Tommy up, laid him on the bed and covered him. He prepared Tommy’s bag according to his schedule and set out the clothes.

Tommy woke up to his alarm. The room was the same mess, but things had been laid out for him. He smiled and got ready. Today was going to be a good day…

It was… at the beginning…

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“Tommy!” Tommy looked to see Jack, he recognized the man from the multiple times Wilbur brought him and the picture that had him on Wilbur’s desk table. “I got you some cinnamon rolls so you would feel better, I’m not sure who hurt you but I hope it wasn’t Dream or Eret. I didn’t tell Wil yet.” He said, genuine concern on his face.
“Thanks… baldie. Also no need to tell Wil or Tech. It’s nothing.” Tommy says, ignoring Jack’s huff of annoyance at being called a baldie.
“See you Tommy.” Jack said,heading over. Tommy continued walking the bag of cinnamon rolls in hand.
“Oh what’s that?” Dream asks.
“Just my food Dream. If you touch it, I’m telling Schlatt.” Tubbo lies for Tommy.
“Okay geez. You’re lucky my cousin was here Tommy.” Dream sneers in a whisper.
That ruined Tommy’s mood.

“Ow!” Tommy cried when someone brushed his arm too hard.
“Toms, you ok?!” Wilbur cried, rushing to his brother immediately.
“Yea, just cramps.” Tommy lied.
“You sure?” Wilbur asked, clearly not buying the lie.
“Oh look! We have to go to class! Let’s go Tommy!” Purpled says, dragging Tommy away.
When they were out of earshot of Wilbur, Tommy mumbled a quick thanks to Purpled.
“No problem. Dear god, your siblings are overprotective as fuck.” Purpled says.
“I told you. They are way too overprotective, and they know me a bit too well.” Tommy says, laughing.
“I mean the same with Sapnap and Punz. Also Eryn but he’s the baby so we are more overprotective of him.” Purpled says, talking about his older brothers and younger brother.
“Ya. Your brothers are nice, especially Eryn. I share P.E with him.” Tommy says, recalling how good Eryn is at P.E. He’s agile and quick, but could never compare to Purpled or Deo.
“Ya. You guys have Mr. Lasar as your P.E. teacher, right?” Purpled asks.
“Yea. It kinda sucks ass. He’s so strict, he also makes us constantly do dodgeball. Everyone constantly picks on that one Indian kid who’s always applying for Student council, I think his name is Aditya or something.” Tommy complains.
“Oh that’s such a dick move.” Purpled huffs
“I know right!” Then the bell rings to signal for them to go their next class, for the two it was music with Mr. CeeGee (CG).
The music class that they two were in was for high school, but because they were doing extremely well, Mr. CG managed to get them moved up, Ranboo and Tubbo, not so much so he couldn’t give them the same courtesy..
“Alright class! Separate into groups of 4 or 5 for the band assignment!” Mr. CG called. Tommy, Purpled and Deo who happened to share the same class, joined together.
“Deo! You should ask Bitzel, Luke and Wisp to join!” Tommy says.
“Too many people, plus Luke and I both play the saxophone.” Deo points out, Mr. CG had given instruction that there had to be one different instrument played by everyone.
“Toms!” Wilbur called.
“Guys find someone quick! I don’t want my fucking brother to join!” Tommy ushers them. Why did Wilbur even want to talk to him in this class? Why did he want to talk to Tommy in school at all? Tommy would never understand how Wilbur could enjoy talking to him.
“Hi! Would you like to join us?” The trio ask several people, who all say no. Until someone said yes.
“Sure.” A voice behind Tommy said. He whipped his head to see… fuck. It was fucking Techno. Techno Blade Watson. His oldest brother.
“Actually no, nevermind.” Deo says, shutting up as soon as he sees Techno’s death glare.
“Techno, no.” Tommy said.
“Who else do you have? Wilbur and I also don’t have anybody.” Techno said. Tommy hated how right he was.
“Fine, but only you. Let WIlbur join Jack, Schlatt, Niki, Eret.” Tommy says.
“He can’t. Eret plays Guitar.” Techno says.
“Eret also plays Bass.” Deo points out.
“Sir, if you say another word, I will have your head on a silver platter. Don’t think I forgot about yesterday and you and Tommy being husbands, even if it was platonic.” Techno said, his normal brown eyes looking bright red, Tommy couldn’t understand how he did that, it wasn’t even scientifically possible. Deo gulped.
“Techno, I will beat your ass if you threaten Deo again.” Tommy said, making Techno and Purpled snicker.
“Okay can we go before your other brother finds us?” Purpled says finally.
“Too late. I’m right here.” Wilbur says from behind them.

The team decided on Family by Mother Mother to do their assignment on. Thank god that all of them already had experience on instruments. Techno took the violin, Wilbur took the guitar, Tommy had the Piano, Purpled with the Drums and Deo with the Bass. They all decided to sing, mainly Wilbur though.

“That was the worst music lesson ever. I can’t believe I’m stuck with my brothers. Especially WILBUR!” Tommy complained as soon as they were out the door. This earned a HEY! from inside the music classroom, which wasn’t rocket science to find out that it belonged to Wilbur.
“Gotta agree with you there Tommy.” Deo said.
“Geez your siblings are worse than Punz and Sapnap. I asked out someone in year 7, they broke up with me the next day because of my brothers.” Purpled said, laughing.
“Well, that’s nothing. They were about to go to Deo’s house with pitchforks when they heard me calling Deo my platonic partner. The only reason Deo isn’t dead is because of my mum and dad.” Tommy grimaced.
“Are we talking about how Deo nearly died?” Eryn joined.
“Fuck off Eryn. Go hang out with Freddie.” Purpled says, nudging his brother.
“C’mon Purp, let him hang with us. He is also Tommy’s friend.” Deo says.
“Fine! This once.” Purpled says, Eryn dancing in happiness beside the three. Freddie joined them as they headed to their usual lunch table.

“Hey little bro.” Schlatt greets Tubbo, ruffling his hair.
“Hi Schlatt. Forgot to give you lunch today. Sorry.” Tubbo says, handing his brother lunch.
“I’m sorry I made you make lunch. Alsp thank you baby ram.” Schlatt says, taking the lunch and pecking Tubbo’s forehead.
“Schlatttttttt~ You are embarrassing me in front of my friends!” Tubbo whines.
“Nah, it’s quite wholesome and cute.” Techno says, resting his head on Tommy’s head, Tommy groans.
“You do the same to Tommy don’t you?” Schlatt says, pinching Tubbo’s cheeks.
“Yup, our cute baby sunshine.” Techno says, wrapping his arms around Tommy’s neck.
“Techno, hands off before I bite your fingers up.” Tommy grumbles, Techno removing his hands knowing it was not an empty threat. Eventually Schlatt left, so did Techno.

“Tommy~!”
Fuck him, Tommy never had a good day with Dream.

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Tommy followed Dream, no questions asked. Tommy was punched, fell. Kicked, over and over again. Bruises getting even darker, paining even more. He ended up falling unconscious before Dream was done.

Tommy woke up and saw buzzing bright white lights. He saw medical equipment, curtains. He was in a fucking hospital.
“Tommy! Oh my god! You are okay!” His mother, Kristin said, cupping his cheek gently as he saw tears well in her eyes and the tear stained cheeks.
“Tommy!” His dad rushed to the other side of his hospital bed. Techno and Wilbur rushed behind him, Techno next to their father and Wilbur next to their mother.
“What happened?” Tommy asked, his voice raspy.
“Wilbur’s friend found you unconscious in the bathroom. He told Techno, who called us. We rushed you to the hospital, you had a concussion. You also have many bruises and even have broken ribs Darling!” His mother explained frantically.
“How did you manage that many bruises?! Is someone bullying you?! Why didn’t you tell us?!” His Father asked.
“I’m fine. Probably just bruised because of bumping into shit.” Tommy says.
“The-” Techno is about to say before his father interrupts.
“First, language. Second, the bruises are too serious. You also knew about these bruises since there seems to be foundation on most, if not all of them. So, would you like to tell the truth, Tom Simons Watson.” His father says.
“It’s not your business if there are bruises. If I needed to tell you anything, I would have.” Tommy says.
“Tommy-” Wilbur starts.
“Angel, I know you may want to keep it a secret but we are your family. You need to know.” His mother says, keeping her warm hands on his hand.
“I’m not telling, I can’t tell.” Tommy says.
“Wilbur, Techno out.” Phil demands.
“But-”
“OUT!” Phil says loudly. The twins leave. The two parents then direct their full attention to their youngest when their older sons are gone.
“What happened, baby bird?” Phil asks, his face soft with a visible tenseness.
“Nothing. I already told you.” Tommy says.
“Bullshit. You are in a fucking hospital, that’s enough proof.” Kristin says.
“It’s nothing! Stop it!” Tommy says, loud.
“Tommy-”
“NO! STOP IT! I’M SORRY FOR WORRYING YOU BUT CAN WE PLEASE DROP IT?” Tommy says.
“Fine, but we are talking about this later.

Tommy stayed in the hospital for a few days, his body was to recover from the terrible injuries. His friends stayed with him as much as they could.

“Tommy~. I heard you were in the hospital. So sorry about that. Would you like to talk with me, maybe walk with me as we talk?” Dream suggested.
“Su-” Tommy was about to say.
“No. If you force him I will reveal that you did it. That’s not an empty threat, Dream.” Purpled says.
“Dream wait-” Tommy said.
“So you want to act tough, ey?” Dream laughed, “Fine, I’ll show you who is superior right here, right now.” He lifted his fist and Tommy just managed to shove Purpled out of the way. Tommy was punched in the nose, his nose making a loud crack.
“STOP IT! DON’T FUCKING TOUCH MY BROTHER!” Sapnap screamed, he hadn’t been with Dream but he apparently had seen Dream doing what not. Supnap shoved Dream into a locker.
“Don’t you fucking dare try and do shit to my brother, or to Tommy for defending him.” Sapnap said, lifting Dream with the clench of his shirt. Purpled helped stabilise Tommy, who was stumbling and clutching his nose.
“Shit! We need to go to the nurse.” Purpled said, their friends gathering around them. Chants of “Fight!” were chorusing around them.
“I need to stop them!” Tommy cried, shoving his friends away harshly, his friends tried to grab him but he evaded it.
“Sapnap! Dream! Stop it!” Tommy cried, shoving himself into the (kinda) circle that formed around the two.
“Tommy, go to the nurse! Don’t get involved.” Sapnap said.t.
“Yeah Tommy! Do what’s best for you!” Dream mocked.
“I will not. I am not letting you get in trouble because of me Sapnap, this is my fight to fight” Tommy said, shoving Sapnap.
“Oh so we are fighting now~?” Dream said, getting into a fighting stance. Tommy also got into a fighting stance, his legs slightly parted. He was copying what he remembered from Techno. He was right handed so his left leg was in front, his right hand slightly behind to put a form of balance as he slightly bent his knees and kept lightly jumping on his toes. He curled his fists, they were parallel to his heart. One thing to do is to never make the first move. Dream aimed for Tommy’s eyes, Tommy jumping a bit back and also using his arm to block. Tommy kicked, using his left leg to rotate his body to the side. As he kicked. He leaned his upper body back so it was horizontal like his kicking leg. It knocked Dream. Tommy was strong, he worked out but his clothes hid his muscles. Dream and Tommy exchanged kicks and punches, Tommy was good at defence, he learnt Taekwondo with Techno and Wilbur. Dream wasn’t good at defence but he was good at attack. Their strengths were matched, it was like a dance, bruises and blood coming. Tommy had recovered for 2 weeks so most if not all of his bruises had healed, he had no disadvantage in this, maybe except height but not by that much, even then he still could make Dream HURT.

“There is a fight at the lockers of the Art block! It’s between a Year 9 and Year 13 kid!” A fellow school student called out to the lunch room. The two with the rest of the students in the lunchroom rushed to the direction the kid was leading them to.
“Can you see who it is, Wilbur?” Techno asks his twin.
“My view is just as bad as yours.” Wilbur replies.
“Tommy! You are going to get hurt!” Someone called.
“Dream! Stop it! George let me go!” Someone, Sapnap, called. The twins pushed their way through the crowd even harder.
“Tommy! Dream!” Wilbur called as soon as the two got through. Both of them were battered and bruised. Techno stopped a punch that Tommy was about to throw with his hand.
“Let me teach him Tech! LET ME AT HIM!” Tommy said, trying to wriggle his hand out of his oldest brother's grip.
“No. You two are probably going to get suspended, even expelled because of the injuries you caused to each other. Now let’s go to Ms. Puffy’s office.” Techno says, staring his little brother in the eyes.
“I don’t need to go to her office. I did nothing wrong. Your brother is being a little savage blood thirsty brat.” Dream hissed.
“Just because you're my best friend doesn’t mean I will let you get away with insulting my brother. The one time I decide to sit with my twin at lunch you decide to fucking fight with my brother.” Techno said, grabbing the back of both of their uniforms and dragging them to Ms. Puffy’s office.

“Thank you, Mr. Watson. I’m glad you stopped this before a teacher, these two could have faced it worse if someone else stopped it. I take it you would like to stay as we discuss this, not as a president but as an older sibling like myself.” Ms. Puffy said.
“Yes ma’am.” Techno replied.
“Alright, we aren’t going to do the formality here. We don’t have to. What the hell is wrong with both of you. This wasn’t something out of impulse, I know you two are better than that.” Puffy says. Before the two boys could answer, a knocking was heard.
“Who is it?” Puffy called.
“Sapnap Halo!”
“Come in Sapnap!” Tommy called, Puffy gave him a confused look but didn’t argue.
“Shut the door behind you please, Sapnap. Now, answer the question, what the hell happened?” Puffy asked.
“Ma’am may I?” Sapnap asked.
“Go ahead, also we don’t need formality here.” Puffy allowed.
“Dream and Purpled were arguing. Dream was about to punch Purpled when Tommy pushed him out of the way. To that, I owe Tommy for saving my brother. I had started the fight with Dream after that and Tommy shoved me out of the way and took the fight instead. I couldn’t stop him, George wouldn’t let me and many of us were being held back by either friends, or by older siblings, or by the crowd itself.” Sapnap recalled.
“Dream Clay Esempi Minecraft, you are grounded.” Puffy said, needing just that to already punish Dream.
“Puffy you can’t-” Dream was about to argue.
“SHUT IT! You are lucky that I am giving you only a grounding. This is unacceptable. You were about to start a fight with a child, who might I add, is FOUR YEARS YOUNGER THAN YOU.” Puffy screamed at her younger brother, “As for you Tommy. I’m both proud and disappointed in you. I’m proud you protected your friend and tried to fight for Sapnap.” Puffy said.
“But the way you did it was stupid. I don’t blame you.” Techno finished after seeing Puffy’s look, “As for you Dream. I can’t believe you, I’m letting you off the hook this time because you're my best friend.” Techno looked at his best friend.
“I called your parents, Tommy. I also called XD, mom and dad Dream.” Puffy said, having left for a bit in between.
“WAIT PLEASE NO!” both boys said at the same time.

It took only 10 minutes for both sets of parents to come, as well as XD.
“Puffy, this better be important for you to call you father and I, as well as your brother.” Mamacita, as the Minecraft children called her, said.
“Let your son explain.” Puffy said. The Minecrafts and Watsons separated into their own groups. Sapnap left at some point.

“What happened, baby bird?” Tommy’s dad asked.
“Just got into a fight while defending Purpled. Nothing much.” Tommy shrugged, he was embraced into a hug by his family.
“Have you fought like this before?”
“Did Dream hurt you?”
“Was Dream the one hurting you?”
“What were Purpled and Dream talking about?”
Tommy’s family bombarded him with questions. He answered them, lying about anything relating to Dream hurting him. Never answering why Dream started to throw a punch. Maybe it was a subconscious habit to lie about Dream, but he wasn’t going to tell his family. He didn’t want to ruin Techno’s perception of Dream. He didn’t want Techno’s life being destroyed because of him.

“Welcome Mr. Watson. Take a seat. Ms. Puffy informed me you would be late.” His teacher greeted, all eyes looking his way.
“Holy shit dude! That fight was dope! You took a year 13 kid!” Billzo, one of his classmates, whispered to him.
“Mr. Fortize, any issues?’ The teacher asked after Billzo’s whisper got a bit too loud.
“Nothing sir! He was just helping me catch up with class!” Tommy lied.
“Please do that later, though I do appreciate your thought Mr. Fortize.” The teacher says, turning back to the board.
“Thanks.” Billzo whispered, careful this time.
“No problem.” Tommy said, taking notes from the board and copying Billzo’s notes (Billzo took surprisingly detailed notes for someone who always seemed to be distracted and goofing around.

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Billzo, his older sister Aimsey and Aimsey’s ex-girlfriend, Serena, (who was dating Aimsey when Tommy had first met her) joined the group. Eryn and Freddie also joined them. The group, which is still yet to come up with a name for themselves, consisted of Tommy, Deo, Ranboo, Tubbo, Beau, Purpled, Eryn, Freddie, Aimsey, Serena, Billzo, Bitzel, Luke and Wisp. 14 people was a huge number and it was often divided into little sub-groups.
Aimsey, Tubbo, Ranboo, Freddie and Billzo being one (sometimes Serena and Tommy would join). There was Deo, Bitzel, Luke and Tommy. There was Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo. There were alot of groups. The 14 of them were great friends. Deo, Bitzel and Luke were in Year 10 with Aimsey, so they often could only see them during lunch or if they were in a highschool class/one with year 10.

Tommy sat in a bathroom stall. His fingers stretching to, and successfully reaching the back of his throat to trigger a gag response. He throws up all his food. Good. He flushes the throw up down, getting out to look at himself in the mirror. In the recent months he had hated how much weight he had gained. He had recently started to hate himself more, now that there were no bruises obscuring his flaws, he saw them all. He cleaned his face, drank some water and went back to class.

“Tommy, angel. Are you okay? You are getting far too skinny and you are eating so little.” His mother asked with concern at breakfast one day.
“I’m fine mom. I promise.” Tommy said, a fake smile on his face.

“Hey Dream? Could we talk outside?” Tommy asked.
“Uh- sure?” Dream agreed, hesitating. When they were behind school, out of ear shot of anyone Tommy asked something that was shocking.
“You're angry. Take it out on me.” Tommy said, spreading his arms open in an invitation.
“No.” Dream said.
“No?”
“What I did was wrong. I’m not doing it again.”
“Do it.”
“No.”
“Please kill me, I’m serious, please kill me. I’m not joking, I’m asking.” Tommy said.
“TOMMY NO!”
“DREAM DO IT!”
“NO!”
“Fine. I know that you didn’t change, you are still the same bitch.” Tommy said and that made Dream snap. He threw a punch at Tommy.
“Wait, shit.”
“Do it again. I know you’re angry. Please.”
“I-”
It had taken a month for Tommy to finally start to collapse. Everything was collapsing. He wasn’t wanted. Not even by his friends. His family did love him but he just bothered them, he was just an inconvenience. The thing he hadn’t trusted would change, had changed. At least in his dreams it did.

“Y’know smoking isn’t good for your health.” Tommy whipped his head around to see Techno at his window. “Hand me the cigarette, Tommy.” Techno opened his palm expectantly. Tommy didn’t give him what he wanted. What he did was jump into a tree. He climbed down, hearing Techno follow him. He ran as soon as he reached the ground, heading towards the garage. He jumped on his bike, his phone had the keys tucked in the phone cover. In the city they lived in, it wasn’t always uncommon for kids to be riding on bikes. They weren’t in a big city, it was small and it wasn’t a capital, it was in the middle of the heart of the city and the outskirts. Tommy was one of the few people who started driving his bike at the age of 10, back when he was in Year 5. The bike wasn’t used as much anymore, but he still took it whenever he wanted to escape from home for a little while. He had inserted the key that he took from his phone cover and managed to start driving just as his brother reached him. He was slow at getting out of the driveway but as soon as he turned to go into the road, he turned his hands forward, gradually but enough to pick up speed. He smiled, the wind whipping his hair, cool air covering him like a blanket, one of those good blankets that was cool in the evening but warm in the morning. He drove towards the beach, which was around a 2 hour drive on a bike (thanks to how fast they are) from here. He had taken a few sharp turns before Techno could get into sight of him so he had time. He stopped by climbing into Eryn and Purpled’s house and stealing a towel. Eryn and Purpled’s older brother, Punz, spotted him when he was about to jump out the window and was going to attack him when he jumped into the tree that was outside the small bathroom window (that are supposed to give ventilation to the bathroom, not for what Tommy was using it for.). It took Tommy 15 minutes to try and figure out how to get into the window, he wasn’t going to take the risk of the other people, he regretted coming to this house. Tommy wasn’t even sure how in the fucking hell he fit through it, maybe because he was finally losing weight. He got back on the bike. He was thankful there were so many intersections in this city that he had passed. Techno was probably well thrown off. He continued on the path to the beach. He also ended up going back to take his earphones, he also hid his cigarettes in their secret drawer. He thankfully didn’t run into Techno both on the way to and back (this was some bullshit out of a story book that he didn’t). However, he heard shuffling inside the house when he was inside. Tommy started back up on the 3 hour drive, phone and earphones in the pocket of his hoodie with the towel in the basket.. He also wrapped his helmet on the side mirror of his motorcycle, a lock wire with the key in the back of his phone, hidden thanks to the opaqueness of his phone cover. He reached the beach just shy of 3 am. He put in his earphones and clicked play on his instrumental playlist, Dearly Beloved’s gentle tune filling his ears as he used his flashlight to find a spot that was nice. He found a spot with minimal to no holes because of those tiny crabs, which Tommy could not remember the name of. He laid the towel down and sat down on it. He curled up to get at least an hour of sleep before sunrise, laying down after setting his alarm and letting his music still dance in his ears.

Tommy woke up after around an hour and forty-five minutes. It was 15 minutes before 5 am, which was around the time sunrise happened. Tommy sat scrolling on his phone. Did he see panicked messages asking where he was from Techno? Yes. Did he answer them or even leave him on read? No, he had seen it on his notification bar and just chose to ignore it for now as he was too drowsy to think straight. After scrolling on his phone for a while he opted to just watch the sunrise. His phone started buzzing in the middle so he just put it on mute so it wouldn’t vibrate either. He watched as the sunrise, how the colours painted the skies in beautiful colours. It was like the watercolours of the sky, actually gouache was a better comparison. Tommy was glad his impulse decided to make this decision, though he would partly regret it later. As Tommy sat, time passed. His phone got more and more messages and there slowly came more and more pauses to his music. It was mid-day when he heard someone call his name super loudly.
“TOMMY!!!” A man screamed looking here and there as he ran along the beach. He turned to see a boy with colourful goggles and a colourful jacket with a swirl on it (Tommy disliked the mismatched way the hoodie looked to even want to identify the colours and their placement). Tommy recognized the man as Karl Jacobs, a friend of Dream and Sapnap. He had seen the man several times, had also heard Eryn mention him for years since they met in Year 3, apparently he was one of Sapnap’s boyfriends.
“Tommy! Thank god you are okay!” The man says.
“What do you mean?” He asks the man.
“Everyone is looking for you. You weren’t answering anyone’s calls. We managed to get George and Quackity’s dad to track your phone location down.” Karl explained.
“Oh. Sorry.” Tommy said, getting up and packing up the towel and anything that was out. He carries the towel under his armpit. God he would regret not answering anyone’s call by the end of today…

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“Tommy! You went missing for 12 hours! Nothing to even signal you were alive! Not even reading a message!” Phil cried as he gave the boy lunch.
“I’m sorry.” Tommy mumbled.
“SORRY DOESN’T-” Phil started screaming.
“PHILIP!” Kristin raises her voice, “I think the boy gets it. Eat lunch sweetheart. We are not done talking about this though darling.” Kristin says, her thumb gently brushing across the skin of his hand, like a paintbrush on a canvas.

“Tommy, what you did was extremely irresponsible-” His dad lectured.
“Tommy, cigarettes.” Techno demanded, his hand outstretched.
“What?” The other 3 members asked as they looked at Tommy.
“I don’t know what youre talking about.” Tommy said.
“Then you don’t mind handing me the keys you own and letting me raid your room.” Techno said with his no-bullshit tone that he usually used it in council meetings, but NEVER at home.
“That’s an invasion of privacy.” Tommy said.
“Tom Simons Watson.” His mother said.
“There is nothing.”
“Well why would Techno lie? Why would you run away so early in the morning?”
“It’s nothing. Let’s talk about something else.”
“Then let’s talk about how you were sent to a hospital. Give us names.”
“It’s nothing.”
“It’s certainly not nothing.”
“IT’S FUCKING NOTHING MUM! STOP IT!”
“Tom Simons Watson you will not raise your voice in my house.” His dad scolded.
“Theseus, hand me the cigarettes.” Techno said.
“There are no cigarettes.” Tommy repeated.
“What happened yesterday Techno?” Wilbur asked, “From the beginning.”
“I was studying and I was going to check on Tommy since I noticed he wasn’t being himself recently. I go into his room to see he’s out on the roof and smoke coming from his direction. I go to double check-”
“There was nothing to- mmmph” Tommy is shushed with a hand closing his mouth.
“As I was saying. I go to double check it is what I thought it was. It is so I tell him it’s bad and ask for it back, he ran and got on his bike. I tried following him on mine and lost him.”
“Hand it to me.” Kristin demands, “As well as the lighter.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes. Now.” Kristin said, her words said with a finality, Tommy knows that if he didn’t, things wouldn’t end well. It was very rare for his mum to get angry, but when there was an underlying threat of physical punishment it was often because of something extremely serious, like this. Tommy took the cigarettes from his drawer and handed it to the expecting hand of his mother.
“Never again. Do not hurt yourself, even if it helps you temporarily.”

Tommy hated pity. This was a pity party.There was pity everywhere, even soaking the walls, he hated it. His family giving him much more affection than they did previously. His families love language with him had always been touch however ut was with boundaries. Now don’t get the boy wrong, His family still respected his boundaries even now, but it was m the same but the affection was much more suffocating now. It was… complicated. They showed the same amount of affection but it seemed to be fuul of protectiveness, sadness. It was suffocating.

Tommy went back to school after that weekend and things started to go back to normal. His friends started laughing with him about the escape to the beach, but at the beginning they all had worry.

Dream was still terrorizing him, Well, still did what Dream did, terrorizing was the wrong word. He was a bit kinder though, he was doing more toilet dumping than beatings. At least for the first day.

It was the 2nd last period of the day and Tommy had just gone to use the toilet. Something was off as soon as he hadn’t been touched by Dream, but he tried to appreciate the day while he could. However, that good day wouldn’t last. Dream had walked into the bathroom and seen him as he was watching his hands.
“Oh Tommy~” Dream said. He grabbed Tommy’s shirt and flung the boy across the room. He felt especially violent today, he only flung Tommy around then. Kick and punch, and kick and punch. He was about to kick Tommy’s stomach when the door swung open and someone walked in…

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Dream froze and Tommy took the time to stand up and look at the man. Shit. This was not good. The uniform was ironed and clean, barely a wrinkle as fit for a vice president. A brunette with round glasses but there were no lenses. There was a black beanie that lay lopsided on his head, the only thing that didn’t seem fitting for the vice-president. The man’s eyes were brown but slowly a red glint started to fade into it, one that Tommy had never seen before, the full eyes looking red. There was Wilbur, in all his fucking glory.
“What. The. Fuck.” Wilbur said.
“Wilbur, it’s not what it looks like, I swear. I was just-” Dream stammered
“He was just helping me up.” Tommy lied due to an unconscious habit.
“No, he was not. I know you’re lying. Tommy, get up.” Wilbur commanded, Tommy got up, stabilising himself against the walls.
“Get Techno.” Wilbur told him.
“Wilby, there is no need to get Techie!” Tommy tried, using the nicknames to hopefully make Wilbur listen.
“The nicknames will not work. Get him. I’ll handle Dream.” Wilbur said and Tommy saw the confidence Dream stood in though. It was subtle but he had seen Dream have it so many times that he knew when it was there when he put a slight more pressure on his left leg. However, it was a fatal mistake to underestimate Wilbur. It was well-known that out of the twins, Techno could hold his own no matter the circumstances (he had weaknesses but they were hard to exploit), that Wilbur wasn’t a very violent person. However, Wilbur was not weak, quite the opposite. Growing up, Wilbur had been the stronger twin, it was in recent years that Techno had gained muscle instead of being the lanky twin. Tommy left the room, heading to the literature block of the school. He found Techno’s class. He had checked his phone quickly to check what class Techno had. He knocked on the door and opened it after hearing permission.
“Uh- Techno? Wilbur is calling you, he like, really wants you there.” Tommy said, seeing the panic on Techno’s face grow as he looked at Tommy. Techno practically lunged out of his seat, before quickly stopping to ask the teacher.
“May I-”
“Yes you may Mr. Watson. You will be excused from your next classes if necessary.” The teacher said, “Call Ms. Puffy if it is what I think it is. She should be free right now. Ms. Nihahchu you may go as well.” With that Techno and Niki rushed over to the doorway. Tommy finally looked at the other classmates of Techno’s, they all had faces of shock and concern.
“Tommy, what the fuck happened?” Techno asked, picking Tommy up and making him ride piggyback.
“Where’s Wilbur?” Niki asked. Tommy leads the two towards the corner bathroom from Techno’s back. He was let down and opened the door. There Wilbur was, a bloody Dream held up to the bathroom wall as he screamed at him. Dream’s nose had been broken and his mouth had blood dribbling from it like drool.
“What the fuck happened?!” Techno called, Wilbur releasing his grip of Dream and Dream landed with a thud, getting up and trying to walk out the door quietly. He passed Techno who grabbed the back of his uniform and swung him back front.
“You aren’t going anywhere. You did something, something really bad. Wilbur doesn’t get violent easily and Tommy has the most bruises I have ever seen him with physically. Niki, go bring Tommy to the nurse.” Niki finally stepped into the bathroom to help the boy grab her shoulders and use it as support.
“I’ll go help-” Wilbur was about to say, worry finally seeping in from the initial anger.
“Niki can handle it. Niki could you also get Schlatt to help you, I know you are capable but Tommy is heavier than you.” Techno requested from the female, she nodded as she headed down the hallway. They reached lockers when Niki asked him to rest there as she rushed down the hallway. She came back 10 minutes later with Schlatt who helped pick Tommy up like an infant as the two seniors raced around the hallways to reach the Nurse’s office. He was sat down, his parents called and Niki stayed with him while Schlatt rushed back to class.

10 minutes passed when Tommy’s parents came in, practically running in as they worried over their little boy. They thanked Niki tremendously for helping their little boy. The door opens to reveal a tall boy and a short(er) one. Ranboo had his two toned hair tied up, it was in a ponytail. His eyes were panicked, the bright grey contrasting his cinnamon brown skin tone. Tubbo’s hair was for once tied in a ponytail. They both looked panicked, very panicked.
“Tommy! We heard what happened! Are you okay?!” The two fussed.
“I’m alright.”
“What happened?” Phil asked, the teens ignored him.
“By the way, Techno is fighting Dream in the hallway.” Ranboo said. This made the family get up, Phil picking his son up on his back, hand under his son's kneecap (it was shocking the old man could pick him up even) and they went to check out what happened. They reached it to see Techno beating the living SHIT out of Dream.
“TECHNO WATSON! UP NOW!” Kristin huffed. The lack of the middle name meant she was not very mad.
“Mom, leave him be.” Wilbur said, smiling like an idiot.
“TELL THEM WHAT YOU DID DREAM! TELL THEM WHAT YOU FUCKING DID! TELL THEM! TELL THEM THE TRUTH!” Techno screamed at his (ex?) bestfriend.
“TECHNO BLADE WATSON! I SAID GET UP!” Kristin said, the man finally getting up.
“Let him go, Techno.” Techno dropped Dream, walking towards his mother. The crowd was booing but fell silent in a second, which he knew was thanks to his mother’s death stare.
“We’re going to Puffy’s office. Now. “ Kristin demanded, turning and her family followed.

“Ah, Kristin. What may be the case…” Puffy greeted but her voice fell flat at the sight of Techno and Tommy, “What happened?”
“Your son. He’s probably done something to Tommy as that’s the most logical reason as to why Techno was fighting him. I am extremely sorry for my sons getting into so many fights with your brothers by the way.”
“No need to apologise, your sons are not of violent nature like my brothers. It’s unfortunate it’s happened again.” Puffy shook her head as she rotated from the folders to her laptop, typing furiously before doing a last click and turning back to the family, “Dream will be handled. Have a nice day, your sons have been excused from class so they do not have to attend.”
“Thank you dear. Have a nice day.” Kristin bids farewell and her family follows suite, Tommy shoots her an apologetic look and she gives him a forgiving and worried one.

“Tommy, would you like to have friends over tomorrow?” His dad asks.
“Yes please!” Tommy agrees eagerly.
“Alright, Today is our day, you choose what you want to do the rest of the day Bud.” Phil ruffles his hair.

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Tommy’s life was a lot different now. His friends seemed less concerned, they noticed he was happier and now they were smiling a lot more too. His family had gotten more protective of him but when they saw that Dream was no longer bothering him, they were happy. Both Techno and Dream got suspended for their fight, and Dream got severely punished last time Tommy heard. Tommy was happy, Tommy wasn’t scared anymore. Tommy knew that this was the end of a chapter in his life, so he looked at the setting sun with his family with a smile. He sat at the cliff edge, leaning his head on Techno as he swung legs. Techno laid his head on Tommy’s and he could feel Wilbur wrap around his waist. This was home, this was happiness. Tommy let the moment sink in. Tommy was happy.