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The forest was quiet, like Tommy liked it. he liked going there in the mornings since no one would be there. all of a sudden, he hears a voice, calling to someone. "Friend! are you there?". the voice echoes, like it wasn't of this world. tommy gets up, and looks for the voice. and they come face-to-face. living meets dead. brother to brother, for the first time in months for the younger, and decades for the older.
"...Ghostbur?" Tommy asks, his voice breaking. There was no way. Wilbur said he was going to a new land. A land that's been unscathed by his- Tommy wretches.
Ghostbur grins, before throwing his ghostly limbs around the younger boy. He shivers, his entire body was shaking in fact.
"You...you fucking asshole..." Tommy whimpers out, clutching onto the see-through man. Chest wracking with sobs. "You said you..you said you'd visit. Not like fucking this. You fucking ASSHOLE." Tommy sobs, burying his face into the confused ghost's chest.
"Tommy? I thought you'd be glad to see me! It's been so long!" Ghostbur's singsong, typically happy voice asks in a confused manner. It's been decades. Shouldn't Tommy be happy? There were stars still in the sky! The sun was rising!
"No! You're back- and he's GONE. He's fuckin GONE-" Tommy sobs, on the verge of hysterics.
Ghostbur frowns, before perking up and trying to force Tommy's shoulders to face the opening in the forest.
"Tommy!! Here, Tommy, this'll make you feel better- look! It's a sunset! This can- this can be our sunset!"
Tommy's heart shatters in his chest.