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The world definitely hated him when he woke up.

After he slept thanks to those bloody devil pills, he woke up in this bloody place.

A scene that he could simply remember.

Sigh, it was a year ago that he was trapped here, he should have been 19 years old in his world, but here he had just turned 18.

But only three weeks had passed since those men had left that two-month-old baby.

I could remember it like it was yesterday.

"He was in his cell, since he couldn't even do anything, he just looked, nothing he saw was important to him, because he was the only one there, in general he was bored, it wasn't until he saw the door that it opened, and as a man with black hair entered, approaching him”

“He moved away instinctively thinking that he would do something to him, it wasn't until suddenly he threw something at him, he caught it quickly. When he saw that it was a baby his eyes widened, and he glared at that man, what was wrong with throwing a baby like that!?”

"—the boss says that you take care of him, he doesn't want to hear the baby cry in his presence, if he cries, we won't control ourselves, Innit—"

"His cold and harsh words reached Tommy, who hugged the little being so small between his chest, beginning to tremble at the words of the man who had already withdrawn"

“Tommy could hear his breathing and that of the being, who stirred in his arms, opening those eyes which were red, seeing him with brown skin, black hair, he smiled watching him. He extended his finger to the little hands of the baby who took it.

“He only listened as the river, his chest felt warm listening to it, with love I look at him, and I just hug him, now that baby was going to be his world… he swore one day that if they hurt him… he would act as he should. .”

He sighed, but smiled in case she moved her wing and saw that baby in her blanket lying in her dress sleeping.

Now the question is, why is he in that cage? Simple, they were using him to gain fame, he sang in squawks and they took the money.

He needed something... he needed to leave, he very well knew that being here, it was a complete danger, for him and for that baby that he was raising now.

But he didn't know how he could even leave, they had him under control, a ring on his finger, dyed bloody red, well... in general this ring was painted with the BLOOD of the people who tried to escape and died, giving it to him as a sign of what would happen to him if he escaped.

Such an elegant necklace of red Rubies, another sign of what will happen to her.

He never liked these jewels, for the simple fact that they represent something that bothers him.

Yes, he knew it was risky to leave.

Knowing that he had his future dictated by this stupid novel...

Yes, as you have heard, Thomas, Theseus, or Tommy, is in a Novel.

“Lovely Boy” a novel which he ended up reincarnating due to bad luck, because the Novel itself was NOT so beautiful.

The plot maybe yes, dealing with a poor 17-year-old boy who desperately escaped from his home, which was horrible, a mother who did not treat him well, a father who tried to handle everything and everything, horrible in itself.

But despite that, he acted so kind, cute and Loving for God's sake.. it was just disgusting, according to Tommy, how could he forget all that?

He didn't want to wonder anymore, but in many ways he is found by Philza Craft, the second protagonist of the story who saves him, killing the protagonist's parents in a cruel and slow way, for having made their Son suffer.

Meeting the other members after the death of his parents and that Philza will adopt him.

Those were the beginnings of the novel.

Ranboo, who was the protagonist of this novel, should now be 19 years old, the age he was in the real world.

Engaged to Tubbo, his crush, their engagement was somewhat... surprising and curious.

Tubbo in the midst of a massacre that he created to save Ranboo who was kidnapped, proposed marriage to Ranboo.

Promising him the protection he deserves, the readers especially fell in love with that part, because according to them it was “romantic”. What's so romantic about that!? If he literally did a massacre!

Anyway, he won't say anything, continuing, in general Ranboo spends adventures whether funny, scary, strange and friendly, making friends along the journey with his family.

Adopting an 8-year-old orphan boy, the family grew, until the end.

It was life or death, the final enemy of the novel, Dream.

It was either beat him or let him beat you, along with his puppets of his dead friends.

SapNap, 16-year-old teenager who died in an accident, George, 20-year-old adult, who died of an unknown illness, Dream lost his sanity.

They fought, but Ranboo discovered his weak point, which was mentioning his friends, Ranboo in the novel never liked to hurt someone.

He wanted to save Dream. By sheer "luck" he did.

Literally constantly mentioning his friends and how he would react to their actions, he stopped attacking, being "forgiven" blah blah blah, total shit! Dream wasn't sorry about anything, it was a lie.

That is said at the end of the book... He killed his friends just to have them with him always...

But... Who is Tommy Innit? He is a character who struck up a conversation with Ranboo when he praised him for his singing. Who gratefully told him that one day they would see each other again.

Pleasantly surprised, TommyInnit was found under a dead bridge, with signs of having been used as a sex toy after his death, with bruises all over his body.

In general Ranboo never found out until Philza told him, Ranboo cried because he had seen that boy was so kind, like him, and he liked his attitude, that despite being kind, he was quite trusting and bad words. But he was someone you could trust.

TommyInnit was not mentioned again after that, people paid little attention to him, they were more focused on the plot than to think about a dead character.

When he first read the book, he hated the majority, not Ranboo, but his naivety.

He put the book down once he finished it, putting it back on his shelf, abandoning it completely.

Miraculously, he could completely remember the novel and its plot.

Now he needed Ranboo to come... he would give him a role on the sly... and ask him to help him escape... Ranboo was the main character, it was wrong to take advantage of that, but... he wasn't ready to die... not while I had a son to take care of.

In itself his son, Shroud, was mentioned once mentioning that he had died of hypothermia at 9 months old. His body was buried and everything, but nobody asked about his parents.

Total shit.

In many ways, he looked forward to that day, when it came, he decided not to push his luck, to act in a "cute and adorable" way so as not to die.

That's why when the man appeared, always smiling, with his head held high, he acted cutely towards him, asking his day, and asking him to be very, very careful when leaving.

Apparently little by little they were no longer treating him badly, they no longer yelled at him if he insulted them, they spoke to him calmly, there was a cold tone in their voices, but it was better than yelling.

Although when they left was where he insulted them behind their backs.

Leaving that, now it was time to start his plan, he prepared a pen and paper a while ago when he was alone.

He already had the note ready, the evidence was enough when he saw what he himself would provoke with his "charm" to the worker who will come and who continues to treat him badly.

I had this planned, I couldn't waste it. he had to live. He and Shroud had to live.

The day was already coming... the day was approaching when I least expected it...

That day I was finally here..

This was her chance to escape and live with her son.

He couldn't fail... there wasn't much left for his death... after two days of knowing Ranboo is where his death is.

Please... Ranboo, if he was a good protagonist, he will present his butt here and listen to the singing that he was already preparing.

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It was finally here.

He could see the theater where he is going to sing, he rehearses a lot for this, planning his right words... practicing his charm...

He smiled, he couldn't wait to think that maybe he could be free with his son..

He turned his head to see behind a basket, where his little son, Shroud, slept, he smiled seeing it, it was the only thing he had now... he would not lose it...

He sighed, but immediately grabbed on when he felt the carriage stop, turned his head again and saw a man enter.

—It's time Innit, make a good performance.—

He spoke coldly, Tommy smiled narrowing his eyes.

—I'll do it! I'm not going to let you down, I'll do my best so that my singing brings you more money—

He spoke while joining his hands without stopping smiling.

The man opened the cage by extending his hand, allowing Tommy to take it and walk out, then the man took the basket out.

—Your brat will be with you for the three hours until your performance begins, prepare well—

He said extending the basket, but Tommy smiled and gently took the little boy who was wrapped in a blanket from top to bottom.

—Yes, I will prepare very well, have a great day—

He said as he bowed and turned to walk out of the room, but he shielded both himself and the baby from the sun's rays with his wing.

He didn't avoid laughing a little, walking, and being halfway away, his face turned in disgust, not because he had Shroud in his arms, he loved his son with his soul, what he hated was the dress he wore.

In itself he was already getting used to wearing a dress, well let's say that he is actually a woman, he pretended it was normal, but he disliked it, but he found it funny to wear heels, seeing how no one else wore them and only he did. feel superior, that's why he always used them, he finally adapted the heels, without being able to fall off.

He shook his head a little and saw that he reached the hall where he would be rehearsing, so he opened the door and entered, to close the door.

—Look Shroud, finally it's you and me alone again, for the first time you're seeing one of my rehearsal studios—

The golden blonde spoke lovingly to the little baby who took it from his finger, letting out a giggle from the blonde, who walked by.

The footsteps of her heels were the only thing he could hear apart from the laughter of his son Shroud, he smiled, the truth was he wasn't sure about leaving him alone, it was the first time in one of his rehearsal rooms.

He left Shroud in a crib that was there, they prepared for it, he was sure, when he left it he smiled seeing how Shroud was barely left in it, he closed his eyes slowly falling asleep.

She laughed and then walked over to the large mirror, combed her hair, fixing it well, better shook out her dress to readjust it again.

He smiled seeing himself, he couldn't lie that Tommy Innit was beautiful, according to him more beautiful than Ranboo, who carries a beautiful beauty.

Black hair with half white, eyes of different color, having heterochromia, one jade green eye and one red, but not as blood like The Blade who nicknamed Ranboo's older brother, Technoblade.

Sigh, he had to put that aside, once he was free with Ranboo's help, of course, if he helps him, he will leave and escape so as not to be found.

He wanted to avoid everything related to the Novel at all costs, he didn't want to push his luck and die, knowing that he is destined to die and not live. He didn't like that at all.

He smiled, now he had to refine his voice, he needed it perfect. For Ranboo to get closer to him.

He knows that he practiced for two hours straight, and when he reached the third hour his door was knocked, he stopped his soft cawing, to turn around.

-Happens-

He said to himself smile, seeing that a woman in an elegant red dress entered holding a fan smiling.

—Young Innit, in five minutes your theater will begin, it is recommended that you go at this time—

That woman spoke to the boy, who agreed.

—Okay, thank you very much, please call two maids to take care of my Shroud—

He said walking towards the table and writing some things.

The woman began to withdraw.

Two minutes passed and he had given the maid a note, leaving.

He didn't trust the maids, but he would for this moment, as long as they didn't treat his son badly, everything would be fine.

He walked to the curtain and then got into a cage, which would rise up and he would start cawing.

That was rehearsed or shown to him.
I had it ready and everything.

The curtain went up, he just stood there, hands clasped, raised his head and smiled.

The cage rose and he positioned himself much better for opening his mouth.

From where soft squawks began to come out, they weren't shrill, not annoying, soft, trying to make them as soft as possible.

The public listened, could feel how they began to shout and throw flowers, he got up, starting to move his legs, while he turned not so fast, not so slow, common, without stopping cawing he moved from one side to another , moving his legs in a perfect rhythm and combination.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ranboo among the people, finally.

Ranboo looked at him with great admiration, he could see it on his face, how he had sparkles on his face watching him sing and dance, well, he can't lie about anything.

Tommy Innit was stylish.

Their wings were elegant, their dresses were elegant..

He was elegant.

His movements didn't stop, he went hard for three minutes when he finally stopped with his back to the audience, but he didn't stop squawking until he fell, that's where the audience screamed.

He turned, only to smile as he walked downstairs and sat down as a well deserved rest.

Observing the people approaching him, he spoke to them, seeing that there were hardly any, he waited for Ranboo to approach, and speaking of the king of Rome, he approached.

He remembers perfectly well in the Novel that Ranboo approached Tommy nervously and shyly.

But now seeing him in reality he looked so cute.

—uhm.. Hello—

He heard him say first. To which he gave a smile.

-Hello-

Tommy replied smiling at him.

"You were... excellent there at the theater, uh..."

Tommy laughed a little.

—Call me Tommy and I must thank you for the compliment, what is your name?—

Tommy had to pretend he didn't know Ranboo, and just smile.

—My name is Ranboo, it's nice to meet you Tommy—

He said smiling, Tommy smiled back.

—I can say the same Ranboob—

Tommy said with amusement, catching the confusion on Ranboo's face.

—Ranboob..?—

he asked in confusion, causing Tommy to giggle.

—You don't see yourself as a bad person, that's why I thought I'd give you a nickname, of course, if it doesn't bother you—

Tommy said smiling at Ranboo who immediately raised his hands shaking them desperately just like his head.

That action only caused Tommy to roll his eyes.

—no, no, no, no, no, no, I like the nickname, Tommy—

He said smiling and holding her hands with a smile.

Tommy laughed.

"I'm glad I didn't make you feel uncomfortable in that case."

He mentioned laughing, Ranboo smiled and laughed too.

They stayed a while chatting, until Tommy saw that they were alone, it was time to take advantage.

"Hey Ranboob, open this piece of paper while you're outside, can you do that?"

He asked taking Ranboo's hands and handing him a neatly folded sheet, he could feel Ranboo's confusion, he wouldn't blame him for that.

If he were Ranboo he would be confused at what someone you just met would ask for.

—uhm.. of course—

Ranboo spoke smiling and holding the piece of paper.

Tommy smiled at him, that was the chance he had.

Until it was time to close, Tommy said goodbye to Ranboo, watching as he left and disappeared down the street, immediately returning inside the theater to go see his son.

When he arrived he only found Shroud still sleeping, he blinked but he approached, he smiled, maybe he went back to sleep, because babies are very sleepy.

Carefully he placed a kiss on his forehead, so as to take him in his arms, and begin to walk.

He had to get back to the carriage, which won't move until 12 o'clock at night, it was only 7 o'clock at night, he had to wait five hours before Ranboo arrived.

He knew that Ranboo would arrive without delay at the carriage and when that happens he will be inside his cage and will be slapped. Or so he thought, he doesn't know.

This was part of Ranboo's trauma, so he knows that Ranboo will not hesitate to attack at any time, he knew that Ranboo was NOT innocent. He knew that he took lives and always apologized for it, but he was sure not in this. That he would not take the lives of these people.

Upon entering they took him to his cage, he stayed there, next to his son, covering it with his wing so that he would not be seen.
And he fell asleep there..

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He woke up to a noise in his room, he looked ahead, observing that the man who treated him badly entered, he sat up better and smiled at him.

It was better to look naive, since Ranboo will help him.
He knows that any minute Ranboo will come.

And you must be prepared for when it appears.

—Good evening Rafael, what brings you to my room today?—

Tommy asked smiling, but covering Shroud with his wing, to prevent him from hearing whatever was going to happen.

And what happened, because the one called Rafael, held Tommy by his hair, bringing him closer to him, who was outside the cage.

—don't pretend you don't know, little shit—

He spoke with venom in his words.

Tommy had to act now, Ranboo was close... he was already at the window.

—Did I...did I do something wrong?—

He asked trying to remove Rafael's hand from his hair, letting out a groan of pain at Rafael's tug.

—I know it was YOU, the one who told the boss that I was taking the money secretly... don't play innocent—

I recite the pulling Tommy's hair and forcing him to look at him.

—I know it was you, come on, confess it, you hate me, and that was the best time to say it—

He spoke while Tommy only kept a smile, but that smile was... sad.

—I'm sorry to tell you that I have nothing to do with Rafa—

It did not end before a slap from Rafael.

Tommy swears he could hear Ranboo's gasp as he witnessed the whole thing.

He watched out of the corner of his eye, as Ranboo did not say a single word, his face was terrified, that expression is of someone who had gone through what Tommy was going through.

No one but Ranboo knew what Tommy was going through, he looked away from him out of the corner of his eye to fix his attention on Rafael.

She smiled at him sadly.

—I'm sorry if you think it was me... I really am sorry... sorry Rafael... I'll try... I'll try to fix it... but... it hurts, please...—

Tommy said, god even he swears he sounded gross when he said it.

But before Rafael said a single word, Ranboo suddenly ended Rafael's life.

Tommy widened his eyes as Rafael fell to the side, he turned his head to see Ranboo pointing a gun in Rafael's direction, Ranboo's eyes had a purple tint.

Tommy read that Ranboo had something called "EnderWalk" that he didn't exactly take control of, he didn't remember what happened when he was in that mode, but what is known is that the EnderWalk appears when he sleeps or is in danger.

And this was Tommy's first time seeing the EnderWalk and seeing how Ranboo literally dragged him out of his cage, he instinctively followed.

But it was not in his plans that Ranboo will kill everyone in the carriage..

This shouldn't have happened...

This was already his fault... he planned everything...

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Tommy doesn't know what he just got into, he was literally on the ground with his body trembling as Ranboo's figure stood before him, looking at the last body of this cruel place that Tommy once called “Home”.

He couldn't stop trembling, he thought that only Ranboo would take him out and they would leave, but it was never in his plans that he KILL all the people who were working... it was the first time he saw a massacre being carried out in front of his eyes.

He needed to wake up Ranboo... but his body wasn't responding, he was tense and terrified.

Who doesn't? Someone does a massacre in YOUR OWN FACE..and it's still someone you asked for help..you'd definitely be like Tommy.

Ranboo was not in full control of his body, he hugged his little boy to his chest in horror watching Ranboo put his foot on the head of his abusive manager, he quickly closed his eyes averting his gaze listening to how something snapped.

Opening only one eye, she could feel blood splattering around her, until her little boy moved.

The first cry of his son resounded in the place, causing Ranboo to wake up from his EnderWalk state, who, seeing the man, recoiled in fright.

—sh~ quiet Shroud.. we're safe—

Ranboo heard that voice, he immediately turned around, only to find Tommy on the ground, holding a bundle in his arms.

A baby.

Ranboo turned around scared, observing everything that he caused by being in his EnderWalk state, he had been scared by the sudden mistreatment they had done to Tommy, supposedly the letter said the following when Tommy gave it to him.

"Hello Ranboob, it's me, Tommy, I know we barely met and all but... would you like to meet me in my room in the carriage? Maybe we can be great friends!"

He was quite excited to have another friend, but when he arrived he only witnessed Tommy being mistreated, and locked up in a Cell. How cruel are real humans?

But now here he was, then he walked towards Tommy, holding his hands nervously and scared.

As soon as he could say something, Tommy was much faster.

—Thank you..—

He muttered, leaving Ranboo confused, Thank you? Why?

Tommy raised his head to see him, while hugging the lump that stopped crying.

Ranboo could see how Tommy smiled at him, but it wasn't forced, scared or anything else…it was a smile of relief and happiness.

"Really... thank you... I... before I hadn't planned for you to see Rafael pull my hair, I... I had made that mistake, but... here I am... I'm already... free..."

Tommy mentioned, with a smile and narrowed eyes, Tommy was acting cute to lower suspicion.

—I had only wanted to talk to you… but… I think this is not the right situation…—

The tired hybrid spoke without leaving his smile, Ranboo looked at him but he bent down taking a hand from Tommy who looked at him confused.

—I... I thought you were well treated, but seeing... this... I... I think that... oh... rather... I think... this was for the best, you're a good boy, Tommy.. You didn't deserve to have been treated that way!—

He said, not yelling so much so as not to scare the bundle that was in Tommy's arms half awake.

Tommy couldn't help letting out a groan of surprise, in general he thought that Ranboo went through worse than he did, they were just jerks and blows, but Ranboo is already... something else.

Tommy smiled at Ranboo and took his hand as well with the only hand he had.

—I appreciate the concern Ranboob… but… I think we should go… it's not a healthy place for a baby to witness—

He said still smiling, Ranboo nodded, getting up and shaking hands with Tommy who accepted it.

They both walked out, Ranboo helping Tommy out of the long dress that he wouldn't take off.

They ran out of the carriage, only to hide behind a tree, Ranboo watched as the patrol approached the carriage, he was sure a survivor had noticed this.

He'd get in trouble when he got back, but now his priority was...

Tommy.

Ranboo turned his head to see Tommy playing with the baby, kissing his forehead and cheeks, listening to the baby laugh.

He couldn't help but smile, they were so cute... but then his face turned worried.

Ranboo gently took Tommy by his wrist and they went deeper into the forest, one, not to be discovered, two, to talk.

Tommy let himself go as he hugged Shroud to him.

Long gone, Ranboo stopped, and turned to see Tommy who was looking at him, hugging Shroud against him still.

—Tommy, I've only recently been thinking about this but… I can't leave you here alone! What if they go after you? There are still people who can hurt you—

Ranboo spoke with his worried tone as he played with his hands looking at him.

Tommy just smiled again, that smile didn't go away, Ranboo could see that, despite what he saw, he kept smiling at him... it wasn't another person who ran and called him Monster when his EnderWalk showed up.

He felt Tommy's hand on his shoulder.

—calm down Ranboo, I'll be fine, after all, I have my son and it's enough to survive in this world—

He said smiling, although Ranboo was increasingly worried, a son? Would he raise him alone? That was something... not annoying or anything, but worrying, it was clear that he was young.

"Are you… are you sure…?" You don't look... uh... Young?—

Ranboo asked, Tommy laughed, he knew he was young but he could handle it…he hoped.

—maybe, but... I know I can d—

Before he even finished his sentence Ranboo grabbed it from his hands.

—Let no more be said!, you will come with me to my home, you will be safe there!—

Ranboo said with determination looking at Tommy.

—Huh?—

Tommy mused with his eyes blank.

Not knowing that this was what got Tommy into trouble.

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How did Ranboo manage to convince him? Right, Ranboo begged him, he didn't even understand why Ranboo did it, he could have simply given up and left him, but he didn't.

In the end he had to follow him, now he was regretting it.

The dress was dirty and stained with Blood, the work of Ranboo in his EnderWalk state.

He will have to act sweet and naive, he knew that it might cause disgust in the members who were neither sweet nor kind, they would only look at him coldly.

He would treat him cruelly, HE wasn't like Ranboo who won his love as soon as he arrived, no, HE was a secondary character and destined to die, he couldn't just think about winning his love, it would make his death luck worse.

He wouldn't lose anything by trying to act sweet and nice anyway, after all, maybe he'll win Ranboo over and he might be alive…until he finds a way to get out of there.

He would get his own money, go away, and not bother them, leaving Ranboo a thank you note, so he and his son would live happily ever after.

Or so he hoped it would turn out the way he wanted it to... now it really had to work... this wasn't the carriage anymore, it was going to be one of the great lairs of the Syndicate, the association that took care of Ranboo. A labyrinth, a place with no exit.
That was going to be MORE complicated.

He saw Ranboo, who radiated brilliance, he was not like him, who lacked beautiful beauty, bright and warm eyes, long hair tied down, a specialized outfit for going out but serving as protection at the same time. It was beautiful.

Nothing like him, a boy with disheveled blonde hair, opaque blue eyes, a fake smile that seemed so real, wearing a long, bloody dress, looking like a queer.

Nothing like Ranboo.

He was no match for Ranboo.

But... he had his son... his only reason... the only reason he would accept fate... the reason he planned his escape... the reason he will survive and live to the end of the story.

The end of the story... where the Syndicate happily lives their lives becoming a small town... far from all their enemies...

A happy ending for this novel.

He shook his head, following Ranboo without losing sight of him, he looked all the way, it was just...pretty, tight trees with flowers, some falling, a path of stones and birds chirping.

It was homemade, but to Tommy it was pretty, no…pretty no…beautiful.

He smiled as he carried the bundle in his arms.

He stopped when he saw Ranboo stop.

—here we are, I'm sure you'll get along with everyone, they're very kind, they'll be cold, but if you get to know them better, you'll see that they like you—

Ranboo spoke with a smile towards Tommy who smiled at him.

"—Ranboo.. I'm not like you—".

That was the only thing that Tommy thought, Ranboo was not to be liked, they could hardly like him, if it were the case, they could kill him if he had barely crossed paths with them. He knew it, and he sensed it.

—Then I hope they like me, as you say Ranboo—

Tommy responded by smiling at Ranboo who smiled at him.

Ranboo carefully opened the hidden hatch, Tommy took a deep breath, knowing that his freedom now ended under the Syndicate's clutches as he followed Ranboo.

Ranboo entered and he followed him, hugged that bundle, just to hide it from the sight of the Syndicate, it was better that they didn't even see Shroud..

As they both walked, a person stood in front of them, Ranboo smiled, but Tommy paled, but he didn't stop smiling.

—Ranboo?"—

That boy with the terrible scar spoke to the tallest.

—Tubbo!—

Ranboo said smiling at the shorter one approaching him and hugging him.

Tubbo hugged him back, not even noticing Tommy who was staring frozen but with that smile not leaving him.

"Where were you Ranboo? Wait a minute, is that Ranboo blood? Are you hurt?"

Tubbo asked calmly at first but then seeing the blood on Ranboo's clothes didn't help but worry about the taller one grabbing his cheeks.

Tubbo could feel himself relax as he heard Ranboo's soft laugh echo in his mind.

—Calm down Tubbo, I feel perfectly fine, I only went to see a friend, but it ended up being something else—

Ranboo spoke smiling, as if turning to Tommy, and that's where Tubbo finally notices the second Unwelcome presence in the hallway.

Tubbo saw the boy, who had almost golden hair, pale blue eyes that looked opaque, with a slim figure, but he kept a smile... in addition to the long white dress that was covered in blood, along with the arms that held something, what? Was that it? Anyway, it wasn't his problem.

—oh..—

Tubbo mused, staring at Tommy.

Ranboo laughed, as Tommy tightened his skin, he could feel his skin tighten, but he didn't want it to show.

"Who is the Ranboo?"

Tubbo asked, now looking with a fixed and cold gaze at Tommy who only felt uncomfortable with the presence of the possessive crazy brown-haired man.

—his name is Tommy, I met him in a theater, singing in Aviar, his voice is so soft and fine, someday you should hear him sing Tubbo!—

Ranboo said with a smile towards the brown-haired man, who took his eyes off the blonde who had already stopped tensing in relief, noticing how the Brown-haired man smiled only at Ranboo.

—oh, right, the blood is because I was going to go with him to get to know each other better, when I arrived... well... I witnessed something that reminded me of... my parents... from there I didn't know more... when I woke up alone I knew that everything was in a massacre and Tommy was lying on the ground—

He mentioned Ranboo but played with his fingers for a few moments and then put them together at the end.

Tubbo looked at Ranboo, but his smile faded at what the penultimate said about his memories, that was disgusting, he sent a hateful look to Tommy who barely jumped at it.

—And well… I brought him here, since I didn't want him to be left alone, he looks quite young!—

Ranboo said again, Tubbo looked at him again.

—You should tell your father Ranboo, why don't you tell him? I'll take care of taking your guest—

Tubbo said smiling at Ranboo who smiled, Tommy immediately regretted not having interrupted, when suddenly Ranboo came out saying goodbye and thanking Tubbo for offering.

Tubbo watched her fiancé leave with a smile.

Tommy swore he was going to laugh if it wasn't for the fact that he then turned to look at himself, his gaze so cold that he even felt so small under it.

—Follow me—

His voice was so cold it reminded him of something, but he didn't answer him, just followed him.

The drive was in awkward silence.

"Just for Ranboo I'm not questioning you"

That in itself tensed Tommy up, but he just smiled.

—oh, I can understand…after all, Ranboo is someone very, very important to you, right?—

Tommy answered with a smile, Tubbo watched him for a few moments, before looking away from him.

—Yes, you better not get close to him while I'm with him, I warn you, you get close, I'm not going to control my consequences—

He said each word with that coldness that gave Tommy the shivers.

—Of course! I'll avoid getting as close as possible to you and Ranboo, you can have my word—

Tommy mentioned with that same smile that did not fade at all.

Tubbo over there didn't say anything to which he didn't say anything either.

He stopped when he saw that Tubbo stopped, in front of a room.

The goat hybrid opened the door and pushed Tommy inside.

—I want you asleep in five minutes—

Was all he said before slamming the door in his face.

Tommy saw the door, but grunted.

Who did he think he was? You can understand that he is part of the main characters, but it doesn't imply that he treated him this way! He snorted angrily, but walked towards the bed, carefully sat down, placed beside him not near from the edge of the bed to Shroud, covering her with an extra blanket, in case the cover herself was so tired that she would later change the dress of dried blood.

Now the only thing he had to think about was escaping.. he fell in the Syndicate.. it was going to be difficult to escape.. you wouldn't get out alive.. not as long as you know the syndicate lair.. it was risky too.. but.. would Ranboo help him? to escape?.. no, he doubts it, Ranboo may be so friendly and all, but he wouldn't help him with the escape.

After all, Ranboo was the one who suggested he stay, and he wouldn't let him go until he made sure he was cool and well.

He fell asleep, hugging his little boy.. hoping it was all a dream..

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Tubbo walked to the room where that "Lucky" boy who was chosen by his beloved Ranboo was staying.

As he approached the door he raised his hand ready to knock, it wasn't until he was stopped by an inner voice.

—don't cry my child~, I'm here~—

The voice inside was soft, I could even hear cries inside... of a... fucking baby...

Ranboo... Who did you bring?... Tubbo asked inside, lowering his hand, listening to that song.

—With this hand~, I'll hold you~—

The voice sounded so loving and warm.. he carefully opened the door, only to notice that it was the boy, that Ranboo brought, from him came that warm and soft voice, sitting on that bed holding a crying baby in his arms.

—Why are you crying?~ Who bothered you?~—

Tubbo noticed how the baby stopped crying, and just hiccuped, also watching how the child smiled at the child with so much love.

—Mommy is here~ she won't allow~—

The blonde smiled as he took the little boy's hands with one finger, who held him, stopping hiccupping.

—that they hurt you~—

Finally the blond soon enough to sing, only to see the baby giggle holding the teen's finger.

Tommy smiled seeing his son, it wasn't until...

—When Ranboo told me that your voice was soft, I never expected it to be too soft, and also warm—

Tommy turned his head quickly, only to see Tubbo leaning against the door with his arms crossed, looking at him coldly.

—But I never imagined that you would have a Spider child.—

Tommy smiled, knowing that if he showed his weakness they could take advantage of it.

Tubbo raised an eyebrow at the sight of him smiling.

—Yes, he is my son, I thought to tell you the day before but… I didn't know if you would even be… uh… Interested? In that, well... I don't speak unless they ask me—

Tommy replied with a smile while Tubbo looked at him indifferently, but just shrugged.

—I just came to call you because you are going to have breakfast with us, you better not try anything suspicious—

Tubbo spoke to Tommy who was smiling.

—Of course! I'll take care not to do anything that shows that I'm a spy, or that I'm an enemy—

Tommy assured with a smile narrowing his eyes.

Tubbo just looked at him.

But he motioned for her to follow him to the baby.

Tommy wasted no time getting up and following him.

There were no questions or anything like that, just silence, an awkward one, oh well, Tommy could feel it.

The corridors of the base were long, touch black with white spots, but looking like... splashes?, this gave it a certain bad vibe.

He couldn't lie, but he didn't even stop following Tubbo, now seeing him closely... he was small, not so much, since Tubbo literally reached his neck to his face.

He let out a shiver remembering an episode that bothered him from some fanfic he read about this same novel.

The creator of the novel said that their marriage of Tubbo and Ranboo was platonic. But the fanfic that Tommy read involved things more than 18.. Why did he review and read everything? He was literally hooked as he followed the attitudes as they should, it was good, except the part where they did the most called thing, Sex, god what bad memories it gave him. Remembering that, he quite missed his world, but he was trapped in this, shitty book, although if he hadn't, he wouldn't have met Shroud, he smiled seeing the boy in his arms.

He gave Shroud his finger again, listening as the boy laughed happily, that was what Tommy needed to smile fondly at Shroud.

Tubbo, who was in front of Tommy, ignored the laughter and affectionate words that Tommy gave the baby, he felt that he could get sick if he listened to him... in a certain way... he felt... anger?

Deciding to ignore it, he stopped and could hear how the boy behind him stopped too.

-we are here-

Tubbo spoke, Tommy looked at him but then he saw the big black doors, which were pushed by the short one entering, he decided to follow him before he realized that he didn't follow him at this point.

He froze at the sight of almost the majority of the Syndicate there.

They weren't many in a way.
He recognized some... he said, he recognized All of them.

Quackity, Tubbo, Niki, Jack, Ranboo (although he is not hired, he is part of them anyway) Technoblade, Wilbur and Philza.

Everyone before his arrival put eyes on the newcomers, Tommy avoided the feeling of turning around and going to his room to not eat, but he knew that it would make everything worse for him.

Ranbo smiled.

"Good morning Tommy."

Ranboo greeted as he stood up and walked over to him.

Tommy looked at Ranboo to smile at him.

"Good morning Ranboo."

Tommy also said smiling.

Ranboo smiled at him, Tubbo left, I mean- went to sit haha.

—you can sit next to me, while Tubbo also sits on the other end—

Ranboo offered smiling at Tommy, who only let out a small giggle.

—I would be delighted Ranboo, what do you think Shroud?—

Tommy replied smiling then lowered his head to see Shroud who only had his hand on his mouth.

Ranboo river watching the smallest.

—Good morning to you too Shroud—

Ranboo crouched down to get a better look as Shroud looked up at him.

Just hearing the baby laugh, that made Ranboo's heart happy.

Tommy smiled at Shroud, then Ranboo stood up, leading him to a chair.

Sitting down, all eyes were on Tommy, who could only give a smile, he didn't have to show weakness right now... no, no.

—so you are Tommy—

Hearing say, he directed his gaze to the voice, noting that it came from Philza, Ranboo's father.

He just nodded, still smiling.

—I see, so I hope you are comfortable with your stay here, Tommy—

Philza smiled, Tommy couldn't tell if she was faking her smile or a real one, but she just smiled at him.

—I appreciate it, I'll try not to bother anyone with their homework—

He spoke with a smile which never faded from his face.

Philza looked at him examining him, Tommy only smiled, but prayed that he would stop looking at him.

But Philza smiled at him again.

—I'm Philza, but you can call me Phil, and I hope you keep what you're promising boy—

He mentioned the black-winged one smiling at the "Human" who hid his wings.

—yes, don't worry, Phil, I'll keep what I promised—

He mentioned with a nice smile on his face.

Philza nodded, and gave the order for breakfast to everyone who had already grabbed their cutlery to eat.

Tommy saw the breakfast, which consisted of eggs and bacon, along with a glass of juice, he grabbed his cutlery so he could eat.

That breakfast was silent, but it wasn't awkward, at the end they all left, of course leaving one last look at Tommy, who already had enough of that.

When he finished, he just got up and, like everyone else, left his plate.

Phil told him that there would be no need to wash it, because someone else would take care of that.

Tommy nodded, not to mention that he would retire to the room that corresponds to him, making his reverence he left.

Of course, she already took off that white dress, which was picked up at this very moment by someone to wash it.

The road was silent, Tommy walked holding Shroud in his arms who was sleeping all the time.

She looked fondly at the baby in her arms, she smiled it was so adorable, she couldn't help but laugh.

He opened the door of the room that corresponded to him, to enter and close the door.

There he stood in silence, his smile fading as his face turned blue.

He was HAVING BREAKFAST with the Syndicate..

He walked towards his bed, but then he noticed the cradle that was there now, to which he approached it to deposit his son, kissing his forehead so that he would sleep well.

He sat on his bed, in order to process everything that had happened... everything that had happened in just a few minutes... he had to escape as quickly as possible.

He couldn't stay any longer, more scenes from the novel were getting dangerously close to him and he knew that by staying here, he will be used to none of them.

That knows very well, everyone's concern here is Ranboo, but he was Ranboo's concern right now.

He sighed, but then he saw Shroud, he must be very careful from now on, they saw that he had a son, and if he did something wrong... Shroud was going to be the one to suffer the consequences of his actions.

Despite barely having eaten breakfast, he lay down on the bed, which without Shroud's presence in it was cold.

He squawked in annoyance, causing him to get up, lest he see the cradle approaching and carefully pick up Shroud who just stayed asleep despite the small movement.

Tommy smiled, and laid Shroud down to himself then he lay down.

He covered them both with a blanket, then kissed Shroud's forehead and he fell asleep.

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His eyes widened when he heard Shroud's cry, he smiled fondly getting up to take the little one in his arms, listening to him.

—oh, Shroud, what happened my love?—

He asked knowing that he would not receive an answer from his son, who was crying, he got up carefully and began to walk from one side to another cooing to his son.

—shh~ quiet Shroud, here it is mommy, I won't let you have another nightmare my love—

Tommy spoke with a smile full of love towards Shroud who continued to cry.

Tommy walked around the room as he began to let out soft hums.

He did not realize that the cries attracted another guest unwanted by Tommy.

Wilbur.

That boy leaned against the door listening to the youngest hum to the baby who was just crying.

Those sounds were annoying, but what could you do to him, he was a baby.

—It seems that that brat won't shut up even if you sing to him, boy—

Tommy stopped and turned his head to look at him.

Wilbur examined him, he could see that the blonde was pretty, but not as pretty as his precious brother Ranboo, with light blue eyes, almost opaque, a slim body when looking at it well, and a fine face.

—Come with me, I think there was some baby powder left around here—

He said turning around rejoining first and walking.

Tommy quickly followed him.

They both walked, but Shroud's cries echoed, Tommy giving him warm words to calm him down or try to.

Wilbur ignored the annoying cries, when he arrived at the kitchen he entered with the youngest who stayed there watching the chestnut prepare the food for the babies in a baby container.

Tommy came closer.

—you must give him little milk, otherwise that will make him sick, he must not take it in an exaggerated amount, with three tablespoons and four of water it will be fine, two warm and two cold—

(Using the little experience I have I guess- because I'm the oldest among all my siblings-)

The blond spoke, smiling sweetly at him and his eyes narrowed at the brown one who was looking at him.

It was a mere two minutes when Tommy sit down and bottle-fed his son who was drinking with a bib that Tommy put around his neck.

Wilbur just watched.

—When you finish giving your child the milk, leave the container in the sink, Tubbo will wash it—

The one with brown eyes and crossed arms spoke to the blonde who looked at him.

He gave him a smile again, he could even swear he wanted to hit him so he would stop smiling, it was annoying, he didn't even know why, he barely got there and found it annoying for smiling so much.

Why doesn't he show a face of fear just like his other victims and people who find them?

Why didn't he-..?

—OK, but I want to thank you for helping me feed my son—

Wilbur heard the blonde speak, he didn't take his eyes off, but only he turned around and walked away, leaving the blonde there.

Tommy, seeing him go and disappear, let out a tense sigh, God, I don't expect Wilbur to appear, but at least I already fed his son, yesterday he couldn't do it but now he must wait two hours before giving him the milk again.

Now he knew the way to the kitchen, so that wouldn't be a problem anymore.

The path of the great lair was memorized.

He could barely remember where the exit was.

But…would it be okay to go for a tour? He smiled to see his son who finished the bottle, and Tommy put the bottle in the sink getting up.

He wiped his son's mouth, carefully cradling him in his arms in case he left the kitchen.

He looked everywhere, so he had to memorize the corridors where he would go.

I didn't want to ruin anything.
It would risk him and his son too much.

He had to be attentive and careful.

He took a step to walk, and his day was fatal, he felt like he was bumping into someone.

He took a step back, feeling himself lose his balance and fall to the floor in a sitting position, he complained about it.

But because he had collided he closed his eyes.

—I'm.. I'm so—

Before finishing, opening his eyes to see who the boy was with, he was silent for a while, his eyes didn't widen that much, but showed a sign of surprise, stifling a groan of fear to himself.

He had just collided with the so-called The Blade... or the blood god...

Technoblade.

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  His breathing was quickening, but he did NOT have to regulate his breathing.

The world is definitely going to kill him, he said he didn't want to mess it up, and he already did by crashing into Technoblade.

Or Techno, as only Ranboo could call it.

—…—

Technoblade didn't say anything, Tommy looked at him but holding Shroud in his arms.

Shroud looked at the taller one in his mom's arms.

Technoblade lowered his eyes to Shroud, Tommy stood up almost immediately, of course, carefully as he held Shroud in his arms.

—I... I'm so sorry I bumped into you.—

Tommy spoke with a nervous and worried smile.

—did I do something to him?, oh..—

-it's okay-

Tommy fell when he heard Technoblade's voice looking at him and then he saw Shroud, who was looking at him, curious.

Technoblade stared at Shroud, then extended one of his fingers towards the little creature.

Tommy was surprised when he saw how Shroud grabbed Technoblade's finger and then laughed holding it tight.

He could almost see how Technoblade was going to smile, but he didn't.

-How many months?-

Technoblade asked suddenly towards Tommy who now smiled with relief.

—two months and three weeks, almost three months—

Tommy mentioned with a smile to see his son smile as he took Technoblade's finger.

  —there are you—

A voice came closer, Tommy could see that it was Ranboo, who approached him smiling.

—oh, Techno, I didn't know you'd be here too—

Ranboo smiled at his brother who saw him, but before Ranboo got closer he carefully removed his finger from Shroud.

Technoblade only made a confirming noise.

Ranboo river.

Then he shifted his gaze to Tommy.

—I was looking for you Tommy, I had planned to give you a walk through the lair, so you wouldn't be bored—

Ranboo told him grabbing his one free hand as he carried Shroud.

—oh, what a coincidence Ranboo, I was thinking of going to see a walk here before too, before alone, but I wouldn't mind going with you—

Tommy spoke with an affectionate smile towards Ranboo who was smiling at him.

Technoblade saw the interaction of both, being able to observe how they both left, saying goodbye to their younger brother Ranboo with a raised hand.

There he stayed, watching where they went, the voices in his head were saying various things.

—Golden child—

—Shroud's mom—

—abandoned, alone—

—But he has Shroud with him! He's not alone—

  Those were the voices he heard, he sighed, but the abandoned thing would speak to Phil, after all, Phil, his father, sent him to see what the boy was doing, he didn't find him in his room, so he went to the kitchen , since she was the only one because she was carrying a baby and she was sure hungry.

He was right, because he found it.

He turned around to go down another hallway so he could tell Philza.

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Ranboo and Tommy walked patiently.

Tommy listened to Ranboo tell him where each thing was, explaining what was being done there, of course in an inoffensive way so as not to scare him. Oh Ranboo.. he ALREADY knew what some rooms were for.

  He smiled at Ranboo.

Tommy didn't know what was going to happen now, he was nervous... he already had a word with two more people from the Union.

Ranboo was the only light in this place, and he was someone who was worth nothing to the Syndicate, if he even made Ranboo cry they would kill him.

Of that he was sure.

He knew it... and he didn't doubt it.

He laughed when he saw Ranboo get stuck, but he laughed too.

Tommy looked down to see Shroud who was awake but he saw him too, laughing at the sight of his mother.

Ranboo smiled seeing Tommy with Shroud, they were so cute.

—If you don't mind Tommy... how did you meet Shroud?—
  

Ranboo asked catching the attention of the hidden avian looking at the hybrid.

—oh, well... I met him because one of the jobs in my home said that I would take care of him because there was no one else with time on hand other than me—

It was Tommy's words with a smile and seeing the baby, Ranboo looked at him, without saying anything but then he smiled at him.

-understand-

They both smiled, to continue on their way laughing and talking from time to time.

Ranboo laughed but then watched tenderly as Tommy was saying nice words full of love towards the little baby who was giggling at Tommy's tickling.

A sad smile settled on his face, which caught the attention of Tommy who saw it.

—Ranboo… are you alright?—

Tommy asked looking at Ranboo, who just smiled at him.

—Yes, yes… haha… I'm sorry for worrying you… I was thinking—

Ranboo admitted between small laughs to Tommy.

—And what did you think? Of course, you don't need to answer if you don't want to—

Tommy said looking at Ranboo who was looking at him but smiling.

—Could we talk about it...in private?—

Asked the tall one, receiving a nod from the shorter one, making Ranboo guide the blonde to his room to have the conversation there.

Upon arrival, the first thing Tommy did was inspect the room, and it was well detailed, just like the description of what it looked like.

The walls were deep purple, a bed with soft white sheets, a pillow of the same color, with a candle as a lantern, the floor was smooth stone.

Some frames where Ranboo was with each of the Syndicate members, all with the smile only for Ranboo and no one else.

Tommy followed Ranboo to sit next to him on the bed belonging to the tallest.

—And…?, Are you sure you want to talk about it?, I say, it doesn't bother me, but it's your privacy—

Tommy spoke looking at Ranboo who let out a soft laugh from his lips.

—Yes, I'm sure... I wouldn't want to keep it, even if I barely know you, I feel like I can trust you with some things too.—

I mention Ranboo towards Tommy.

Tommy nodded, looking at Ranboo.

—Well... I... I can't help but have a strange feeling when I saw that you showed so much love to Shroud... it doesn't bother me or anything, of course haha... I just... felt... envy?... I don't know." true haha—

Ranboo said with sincerity laughing nervously, each word caught Tommy's attention, who could already deduce what was happening.

Ranboo didn't have the best childhood, his parents neglected him even as a baby, making him... jealous.

"I think... I think you're jealous, Ranboo."

Tommy admitted to the tallest who looked at him panting a little at what he said.

—Jealous?..—

Ranboo asked looking at Tommy.

—You said that you felt a strange sensation when you saw me give affection and loving words to Shroud, right?—

Ranboo nodded.

—So what I can say is... you're jealous, I wouldn't know what or where, but if you don't feel comfortable talking about your past, I won't force you, I'll just be here to comfort you—

Tommy smiled at Ranboo.

The older man was looking at Tommy, but he smiled gently at him.

—thank you… but… I think I can answer, it is… painful for me to talk about my past—

Ranboo laughed softly, letting Tommy laugh as well.

—You see... when I was little... my parents didn't give me the necessary attention... I often received cold or cruel words, but never a word full of love... not until I turned 17, when they finally started talking to me With the affection that I yearn for my deceased parents..—

Ranboo's words were sincere, but filled with pain, Tommy placed a comforting hand on Ranboo's back, keeping Ranboo's eyes on him at the touch.

—I'm sorry about it Ranboo… but now that you're saying it, I can tell that you're jealous of Shroud, he's receiving the words and affection that you've longed for in your life before you turned 17..—

Tommy's words shocked Ranboo, who only dropped his ears out of embarrassment at being jealous of a baby...but...it was okay, wasn't it?
Feel a little jealous..

—I'm sorry I felt jealous about your son.. Tom's..—

Tommy didn't question the nickname, he would later.

—oh Ranboo, it's not your fault—

The blonde took the older of his hands with the only free hand he had, to smile gently at him.

—It's normal to feel jealous... there's nothing wrong with feeling it just once, it's part of you, don't be embarrassed, I won't get mad because you felt jealous of my son.—

Tommy's words full of affection reached Ranboo, who did not avoid hugging Tommy, who gasped in surprise, but smiled and returned his hug.

The room filled with soft cooing and cawing from Tommy, who was stroking the hair of Ranboo, who had his head resting on the avian's legs.

Tommy kept cooing and squawking softly to make Ranboo feel calmer.

Behind the door was Tubbo, listening to the blond sing to Ranboo, he couldn't deny that he was enjoying the singing of the boy who was hiding being an Avian.

Tubbo's eyes widened, then she collected herself, and carefully opened the door and entered.

Yeah, Tubbo didn't give a shit about privacy, but since he's sneaky, that's why I went in, to see what those two were up to.

All Tubbo saw was her lover there on Tommy's lap, apparently calm and quite calm.

All thanks to the soft coos and squawks, lately Ranboo had constant nightmares, he also felt nervous even though two didn't show much.

They all knew that even if Ranboo didn't show it, he was always nervous.

But listening to this simple boy who came, made Ranboo so calm and calm.

He leaned on the table that was there, still listening to the boy who did not stop cooing and cawing.

Tubbo narrowed her eyelids as she stared at the blond boy.

Whatever it is... he'll keep an eye on it... he feels he knows some things... and he won't let it go.

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Techno looked at Phil who was in that office while going through some papers.

"Is that what the voices said, Techno?"

The adult asked the other adult who nodded his head.

-Yes-

The response was immediate but dry.

—I see... we'll have to keep a closer eye on him... Tubbo says he has a feeling that this boy, Tommy, knows and is hiding something.—

Phil calmly mentioned to his middle son, who only agreed to what his father said.

—for now Techno, later you will tell Ranboo that he has a mission, he will go with Niki, and we will be able to keep a better eye on Tommy… what does he do without Ranboo's presence—

The adult's voice sounded serene and calm, but then it changed to one with a cold tone, but nevertheless that tranquility still remained in him.

—Okay, in that case, I'm retiring, Father—

He spoke Techno as he made a simple bow to his father, rejoining and turning to walk to the door.

Retreating by taking the knob, not forgetting to close the door behind him, leaving his father there.

Philza seeing that her son left, let out a sigh from her lips, just to walk towards some papers and take them.

When she opened them, there was little information about the boy her youngest son brought.

—Who are you really... Tommy Innit?—

The eldest spoke seeing the blond's information on the paper, which wasn't much.

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Tommy swore he almost had a heart attack when Tubbo suddenly announced his presence with few words.

-You sing good-

Those few words gave him a fucking heart attack, but he just smiled at the smaller but older one.

—I must thank you for the compliment—

The smile was so sick to him and Tubbo, of course, alone that the latter didn't know it.

And you won't know.

Obviously you won't know.

Tubbo was looking at him, apparently re-examining him from top to bottom.

“—this is awkward haha..—”

Tommy thought with a nervous smile to himself.

Tubbo kept looking at him, but closed her eyes, finally no longer seeing him.

However, he didn't see how the blonde was relieved that he didn't see him anymore.

—I didn't think that with your singing, Ranboo would look calmer and calmer—

The words caught Tommy's attention, and he saw it.

—Huh? Excuse me?—

Tommy said confused, how did his singing calm Ranboo? Although he knows that the original Tommy's voice is pretty and everything, but nevertheless the singing does nothing, it's just a normal singing like everyone else, without any value.. How is that..?

Tubbo widened her eyes as she saw Tommy's confused expression.

Finally another expression that is not a smile..

—Yes, your voice miraculously managed to calm Ranboo from all the nerves he had—

The words were cold, but with a calming touch from Tubbo.

There Tommy finally remembered, in the novel it was also mentioned about constant nightmares that Ranboo had about his biological parents.

—oh… I didn't think that my simple voice could calm Ranboo… but… I think I'm glad I did something for him—

Tommy's smile returned to see Ranboo while Shroud was still sleeping in Tommy's arms.

Tubbo saw it but just sighed.

Tommy noticed as Tubbo rejoined, walking towards them, noticing that he crouched down so he could see Ranboo sleeping.

The blonde noticed how the Goat hybrid smiled seeing the Enderman hybrid so calm while he slept.

His smile was even bigger, but not so much because otherwise his face would hurt.

However, he won't forget the fact that here was one of the syndicates who loved Ranboo madly (platonically).

—You better not hurt him, if not, you'll have us all after your ass—

He stiffened at the words, though he didn't let go of his smile.

—Of course, don't worry, I won't do anything to you—

He admitted smiling.

—I couldn't hurt the person who prevented my death—

Suddenly he was silent, those words he definitely did NOT want to have said..

He slowly raised his head only to find Tubbo's face close to his.

She was startled, moving away from him a little, but her smile was becoming forced.

—Is something wrong?—

I ask as if I hadn't said the above.
Tubbo saw him but walked away.

—No, I'm leaving—

Tommy watched as the chestnut hybrid was gone, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Turning his head to look at the hybrid teen, he gently lifted his hand and stroked Ranboo's soft hair.

Who only smiled at the caresses and… Purred?

Can Enderman hybrids purr? It looks like a cat now!

Tommy laughed, still stroking Ranboo's hair.

He laid Ranboo down even better, and then left Shroud next to him, he smiled tenderly when he saw how Ranboo hugged Shroud to him.

He laughed a little, remembering the paragraphs in the novel when Ranboo became a father.

The novel perfectly described Ranboo as a loving, understanding and caring father.

Always being there for your son, Michael.

Who in the next novel that was going to come out, would be the protagonist.

Ranboo was the father he did not have in his childhood for Michael.

I didn't want him to have the same carelessness that he had as a child until his age.

The truth is that is something that he liked about Ranboo, and only about him, he still hates Tubbo for the fact that he wanted to teach Michael how to kill people who messed with his "dad".

In the end I don't teach him the arts of slaughter.

But if it weren't for Philza, who didn't want her grandson to be corrupted, she would scold him, giving him the entire bible that he shouldn't teach children to kill.

It was hypocritical of him to say that, but also understandable, mainly because HE taught Techno and Wilbur from childhood to kill, when in danger.

Right, Tommy mentioned that there would be a second book for the main novel..

In general, yes, there will be, of course, the book will come out when it was already dead.

Anyway, there was information about the book.

Michael Beloved, will be the protagonist of the new book called “Under the cherry trees”.

According to the author, it will deal with the adventures that Michael is going to have, talking to the dead.

Those who were let through by Ranboo and his group a long time ago.

Now Michael will have to help them rest in peace, even if it means that he will die.

The truth he can't understand the creator where that idea came from, it looks so... ridiculous

Anyway, Tommy yawned a little to himself then got up and walked over to a chair, there flopping down to close his eyes.

Staying in the dream that was welling up in him at last.

And when he fell asleep, he doesn't know what will change now..

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-His death?-

Philza asked raising an eyebrow interested, while in front of him was Tubbo, arms crossed.

—That's right, apparently he knew he was going to "Die" and I think that's why he asked Ranboo for help, that is, Boo is very cute, so it's understandable about the help, but not with his "Death" ”, something hides that child—

Tubbo narrowed her eyes remembering perfectly what that teenager told her. Tommy, if she wasn't mistaken.

That blond-haired boy, and with his hybrid spider son.

Certainly when he saw him for the first time, he ignored him thinking that he was someone with "lucky".

But it turns out that he was apparently aware of something that he wanted to believe was the "Future".

That he could see the future.

It would be very useful to have it, and not let it go, to help you with your search for peace.

However, that should be discussed in a "peaceful" way with him.

If necessary, HE would threaten him.

—Okay, that's interesting, good job Tubbo, in half an hour I want you to go and wake up Ranboo for his mission, don't worry, Niki will go with him—

Tubbo snorted.

—Of course Phil, in that case I'll withdraw—

The ram turned to walk towards the door, turning the knob and leaving the room, of course, not forgetting to close the door.

The only footsteps resounding through that corridor were from that ram that was walking with crossed arms to do something in which he waits for the half hour to pass so he can go pick up his beloved.

She didn't want to let him go with Niki, but who cares, she and Ranboo are good at working together, so there was nothing to worry about.

The only thing he will worry about is how his beloved will do on his mission.

Well, the mission is about infiltrating a mansion as a butler and servant to have information about the god of the green sunset.

That god who for the first time manifested himself in a mysteriously green sunset.

Which caused all these problems, the sufferings, the changes and the hybrids.

Due to the appearance of hybrids, people began to treat them indifferently and hunt them.

But he didn't want to remember those moments of his life.

He closed his eyes, only to open them, he was in front of a room.

He opened it and entered closing the door behind him.

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When Tommy woke up, he saw that he was lying on Ranboo's bed, he carefully sat up, only to see Shroud next to him.

He found a note on the nightstand.

He stretched out his arm taking the note and as he opened it his face went from confused to horrified.

"Good afternoon Tommy! I know it will be sudden and all that, since today is your first day being in the Syndicate lair... but... I have to go on a mission, I don't know how long it will take, don't worry, the others members won't hurt you, just don't bother them, okay, well that might be all I can say, take care Tom's!"

Tommy wanted to die now definitely..

He won't be able to stand the union members at all!

I let out a tense breath.

As he got up he looked at Shroud, with affection he smiled to caress his little son's cheek, to hold him in his arms.

She looked at him fondly only to then walk to the bedroom door.

When he opened it there was Tubbo.

He couldn't help but startle, jumping at the sudden surprise of the shorter one.

—I'm glad you were awake, Philza needs you in her office, I'll accompany you so you don't get lost, take your brat and follow me—

The only one agreed and followed the shorter one, of course without first forgetting to close the door of Ranboo's room, he didn't want the tall one to be upset (although it is unlikely that he will be angry as the novel describes it) if he finds out that he left your door open.

He followed Tubbo through the halls, never missing a beat.

The ram hybrid was walking and didn't even pause in its walk to wait for it, so Tommy had to move faster to reach it.

Although to tell the truth I was thinking that Philza is going to want to talk, he doesn't think it's a good thing... but he doesn't want to think anything bad...

Sure... you can think anything other than those horrible thoughts.

He sighed, but smiled to see Shroud, who was awake in his arms, lovingly took him from his small smiling hands.

Still following Tubbo, he stopped abruptly, he stopped too, before he could even collide with him, he didn't want to get in trouble with that madman.

But he peeked around behind him to see what was in the office.

He swallowed hard, and forced a smile.

He paused to enter when Tubbo opened the door for him, motioning for him to come in.

Upon entering, he only saw Philza there, sitting in his chair and with his arms raised, leaving his hands together and his chin resting on his hands.

—Now we can have a conversation, young Innit—

Tommy knew this was going to go wrong... Or did he?...

Without erasing his smile as he could, he made a slight bow, in order to compose himself.

—Good afternoon, uh.. May I ask why I was required here?—

He asked as he felt his blood rush to him.

—I have some questions for you, I have been informed about you by two of my companions, and the truth is that you are quite interesting, young Innit—

Philza spoke with a smile, letting go of supporting her face in her hands, getting back up to get a better look.

—I made it better for you to stop hiding that you are an Avian, my dear friend—

Tommy felt his skin tighten, but that smile was still on him.

—ah.. you already know, uhm.. okay..—

With a forced smile, he could feel his wings beginning to sprout from his back again.

In the end his wings were already visible, but under that shirt, since he had to break them, not until Philza with her look said something to Tubbo, who had approached Tommy, paying the back of his polo shirt, leaving two optional holes for its wings.

The blond blinked a little in surprise, but seeing that Philza was waiting, he adjusted his wings better, letting them out through those openings for his wings.

Feeling much more comfortable than when he had to hide his wings.

His gaze focused on Philza, who was now smiling at him.

—Now we can have this conversation without you feeling uncomfortable, Tubbo stay by her side for anything—

Tommy definitely wanted to be with Ranboo now.

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Tubbo just sat idly by while Tommy sat next to him.

The blond held Shroud in his skinny arms waiting for Philza to say something.

—Well, as you know why you're here, I'd love to ask you some questions mate, I hope that won't bother you at all, if you cooperate we'll let you go back to your room where you're staying, but if you don't cooperate well... well... I wouldn't know What could we do-

If anything was known about Philza, it is that although he is a good man with a big heart, he was the perfect person to do all the things he did with his good heart.

What does it refer to?

Philza may love children, but she is capable of doing something terrible to them.

And that's proven when a handful of lovable "innocent" kids almost killed Ranboo.

Philza kidnapped and tortured them, Tubbo more specifically.

Because he was furious that his fiancé almost left his side, that he himself ended up killing those children.

If... erm... let's now ignore what we just said.

Tommy smiled.

—Of course, I understand perfectly—

Philza smiled at him, sitting up better.

—Well, I have a question for you in that case, Tommy—

The blond nodded while Philza smiled, in order to cough a little and be able to continue.

—What do you think about Ranboo? Be honest, don't worry—

Tommy saw it, but he was already expecting that question... knowing how loved Ranboo is in the Syndicate he is not surprised that this is always the first question in a quiz.

He already knew his answer, so he only smiled as he extended his finger to his son who took it.

—From Ranboo?... well... he is an excellent boy, he is sweet and friendly, there are things that would not be explained, but it is as if he were a gem, a gem that would shine to illuminate everyone, a unique being that was born in this world full of selfish or greedy people—

Tommy narrowed his eyes at his son, who was holding his hand, and his little mouth was slightly open.

He cracked a smile as he looked at his son.

—but he is a boy who went through a lot.. I had a conversation with him, who admitted to me that he felt strange when he saw me and my Son—

Philza already knew where this was going, and she really wanted to know the answer, listening to the opaque blonde's words.

Tubbo was staring at him from where he was standing.

Tommy could feel tense with the two gazes fixed, however he did not stop smiling at all.

He made sure he had to give them the answer so he could move on to the next one.

—to tell the truth I had been quite worried when I realized the reason… maybe it's a bad view for you, but what Ranboo felt… it was jealousy, to tell the truth he told me something about his past, I wasn't going to press him , he is the person who saved me, made me... comfort him, it was painful for me to see him that way—

Philza and Tubbo's looks could be seen to have darkened at the statement that Ranboo had become jealous.

But they let it go when Tubbo remembered hearing him sing to comfort Ranboo, and that was what he told Philza, so there was no lie in his words.

Philza hummed to herself smiling, settling better on her seat to look at the blond.

—Well, thanks for being honest with us Tommy, now this is the second question, why did you specifically ask Ranboo for help even though there were more people who could have helped you?—

Tommy did not expect the question, besides, how could he tell him that he was not of this world?

He controlled this miserable supporting character who was destined to die, however, he can die if he doesn't take good care of himself.

How will you tell them that?

It's not like it's easy, if it was maybe I'd say "well I chose him because he's the person who's going to save the world, hello, my name isn't actually Tommy, it's Thomas and I'm not from here, I come from a place where you are fictional characters, let it be your happy ending.”

Sure, if only it were that easy.

But no, just something wrong and it's capable of your death, it's impossible to even believe that.

I wouldn't blame them if they suddenly get mad at him if he tells them that.

—Well… the truth is, Ranboo was someone I liked much better than the other people I know… with him I was able to be my person, without them having to tell me about my manners—

The river gently, but didn't take her eyes off her son, who was holding her finger, then laughed.

Tommy smiled fondly.

Then he heard Philza cough to see him, and he swore that for some reason he saw that Philza seemed to have seen Shroud with love in her eyes before they saw him.

—OK, then we'll go to the next question, there will only be three, don't worry, it won't take too long now, I just ask for your sincerity above all, Tommy—

The blond acintio, but for some reason he felt uneasy, thinking well about what the last question would be... besides, he was grateful that there were three.

—Tubbo, I would love for you to have this third question so that you are the one who asks—

Okay... I guess now he's not grateful.

Why that crazy!?

I could tolerate Philza! But Tubbo!? HIM!?

NO.

His smile was so forced that it hurt to try to smile.

I was terrified now about what question Tubbo will ask.

Completely terrified.

—What did you mean by 'avoid my death' the time I was with you, Ranboo and your son in Ranboo's room?—

Tommy's heart stopped, he squeezed a little but without force, with delicacy the hands of his son who only watched without making any noise, only with his fingers in his mouth.

How will he explain that? They won't believe him at all!

Because of all the questions, that was the one he asked!?

Tommy couldn't even hear himself breathing when suddenly someone clapped in front of him.

He was startled that he had clutched Shroud to him.

Just to see well that it was Philza who had clapped in front of his face.

—H-huh?—

He only blinked, letting a few drops of sweat run down his face.

—You disconnected from the world for a few moments, young Innit—

Philza mentioned, still smiling delicately at him.

Tommy knew that delicate smile was fake, he could feel it, even if it probably wasn't…no…it was fake…he was sure of that…he couldn't lie to himself about it.

—Ah... I'm... I'm sorry, what was the question?—

The blond asked again with a soft smile.

—About what you meant by “I avoid my death”—

Tubbo replied with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall.

—oh..umm..—

There he stayed for a few moments thinking about his answer, only to smile again.

—I… I think I said it unconsciously, I wasn't thinking for myself, and well… I think that—

He didn't finish when suddenly Tubbo was in front of him.

Tommy, despite the difference in size, could not help but feel small in the face of the threatening presence of Tubbo, the dangerous goat hybrid.

Tubbo had his eyes on him, Tommy could feel how his breathing was returning from silent and slow due to the close presence of the hybrid.

—You lie—

Tommy felt once again how everything stopped in front of him, and it was just him and Tubbo in this room, forgetting that Philza was even present.

—Sorry?—

He issued the still simply smiling.

Tubbo had his gaze fixed on him, then he began to walk around him, without taking his eyes off the blonde who was slowly getting tense by the presence of the shorter one.

Just like the novel said.

Tubbo is a scary character, after all, he was the one who caused a huge massacre just to be able to propose to Ranboo who had been kidnapped, so what does it mean that he can kill him in this very place after discovering that he was lying?

He can't tell him that he comes from another world! That he is a real character locked in a character that doesn't exist and that he died in the original novel! How can he even tell him!? All he wants is to live in peace! now!.

Ranboo, why did you leave?

Tommy can no longer take this pressure.

—You're lying, Innit—

Tubbo's cold gaze tensed the young Avian who only hugged his son against him beginning to worry.

—no… I don't think I'm lying, I… I'm just telling the—

He didn't finish again when Tubbo aggressively approached his face placing one foot on the chair to balance himself, staring at him with those deep blue eyes, with which you could simply get lost in his gaze, he still couldn't understand, what did Ranboo see in this crazy idiot?, It's terrifying!.

If you thought he was scary in the novel, having him in person was terrifying.

Tommy held his breath for a few moments without taking his eyes off Tubbo, Philza had left the place to leave "privacy" for both of them.

—You're hiding something deep in you, Innit, it was definitely not a coincidence that you chose Ranboo, who will help you escape from your fucking cell, something you know, you know something that will benefit us, make us do this for good.. either you tell me right now.. or we'll probably do it by force, I wouldn't want to hurt that face of yours, I must admit that the short time here, you're a pretty boy, but not as pretty as Ranboo—

Tommy tensed his muscles as Tubbo ran her hand around his cheek.

(Platonically everything please, I see them as brothers)

—So... What do you say, Innit?, by the good or the bad—

This time Tubbo's tone was tried to be soft so as not to tense the boy who finally could no longer hide being tense in front of this crazy man..

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Ranboo, Tommy needs your help, don't take too long in your mission, you don't want Tommy to die so fast, right?

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Tommy felt that his opportunities were disappearing.

Tubbo knew she was lying. Should she tell him the truth? Should she tell him now? She knew she probably won't be able to hide it any longer.

He took a deep breath, nervously and uncomfortably shifting in place, to see Tubbo's gaze still on him.

He needs to get rid of him, but will he believe him if he tells him that he is not of this world?
He is afraid... because this body is in danger of dying, just like in the original story.

Probably dying at Tubbo's hands if he says something wrong, just like in the original where the original Tommy died under a bridge from being sexually assaulted and used and then dumped there.

In the end, he decided to tell her the truth…after all, he should try, but…what if he doesn't?

No, Tommy, thinking positive will help a lot.

He sighed again to look at Tubbo with nervousness on his face, no longer able to bear his smile, which was already nervous.

—I.. uhm.. how could I say this?..—

He mentioned him first, scratching his head a little nervously, to get a better look at Tubbo.

How long is he looking at that idiot?

—hm?—

Tubbo issued raising an eyebrow at the seated blonde.

—I… actually I'm not from this place, I'm not from this world—

The whole place seemed to be frozen, Tubbo was staring at him, and narrowing her eyes, she wanted to ask him if he was joking or not, but seeing him so nervous, as well as so scared, saying those words that seemed so real...

—Do you think I'm an idiot?—

—no, I know it's impossible to believe this, but I'm not from this place, even if you don't believe me, I have no excuse about it, if not, how could I know that I was going to die?, certainly it's almost impossible to "see" the future, those who could were killed or used—

Mainly Tubbo was going to talk until Tommy interrupted his speech, leaving him with his words in his mouth, but Tommy trusting a little had spoken much better, not noticing Tubbo's frown at being interrupted.

—I guess that would make sense.. So?, How is it to be from another world, Innit?—

Tubbo took her foot off the couch to sit on the other couch crossing one leg over the other and crossing her arms staring at him.

Tommy could already expect this question now, he must answer well and clearly so as not to confuse him, Tubbo is the first person who finds out that he is from another world..

—well, Tubbo, what I mean by “I am not of this world”, is that in reality, I am possessing a fictitious body, YOU are a character that does NOT really exist, you belong to a novel, a novel that I have read before possessing this body—

Tommy narrowed his eyes to look away from Tubbo's amused and curious look to look at his son, who returned the look with a nod.

—A novel? So, what do you want to tell me that you are not the “real” person of the body you have, right?—

Tommy agreed to what he said.

—It's curious and at the same time confusing, I wouldn't expect this... How can I be sure you're not lying?—

—If I were lying, wouldn't you have detected it already? After all, you have a great instinct in discovering lies and truths—

Tubbo smiled as she rested her head on the torso of his hand, never taking her eyes off Tommy, who was now more confident than before.

—tell me more, I'm entertained—

Entertaining Tubbo is complicated. Is it a miracle? Maybe, or so Tommy thinks.

He breathed deeply again, just to smile more softly and not with force like before.

—Uhm... well... do you... achieve... peace?—

It started off mostly high, but then went downhill until it was not so monotonous, only to be grabbed by his chin to see Tubbo's gaze on him again, grabbing his chin.

—What did you say—

Asked or rather sounded like an order, Tommy tensed his shoulders.

—ehm… do you… achieve peace?—

He speak a little louder this time, only for him to see Tubbo smile and sit down on the couch again.

—so if we meet our goal huh, interesting—

—Do you really believe me?—

He dared to ask this time seeing him raising an eyebrow, only for Tubbo to smile at him.

—You yourself said that I am capable of differentiating lies and truth, I don't see lies in your voice, so, I am believing you for this occasion, Innit, keep telling me, what will happen to Ranboo in his mission?—

—Ah! The mission to go undercover as a "butler" right?—

That didn't even surprise Tubbo anymore, from what was said he was beginning to faithfully believe Tommy's words... this is completely interesting...

Now they will be able to know how they will solve it, what will happen... if the boy does not want to tell them, they will force him...

From this moment, they will NOT let Tommy go.

Tommy is what they need to achieve their peace...it is so necessary...

Ranboo is to calm everyone from their anger..

And Tommy...

Tommy is to achieve his goal, and only his goal.

—Well... your mission isn't going to turn out very well...—

-speech. Now.-

Tommy was startled by the abrupt tone, only to sigh with a slight tremor, he already wanted to leave.

—uhm..well..in two days of Ranboo's mission..a servant..tries to poison Ranboo, with the support of the servant who Ranboo grows fond of..but..—

He no longer finish when Tubbo was talking to someone, and that took Tommy off guard, to see what he was doing.

—keep talking—

He said at the end, Tommy agreed.

—Uhm, Ranboo falls to the poison... but he doesn't feel it, the poison takes effect after four days... which causes it to not be "good" for the owner of the home, if it weren't for Niki killing that man, uhm.. Ranboo wouldn't be alive..—

He spoke, thinking that he regretted it, seeing that Tubbo smiled with amusement.

—alright, that's enough, you can go, I'll talk about this with Philza without YOU—

He barely said to leave, he started getting up and leaving that place, being able to be much calmer than before..

That was terrifying...

Wait a minute.. Will you talk about it with Philza?..

Oh god... I was completely screwed...

Oh god, oh god… Tommy must have listened to her words.

But he doesn't want to go back anymore, he advanced enough to get away from that place called Torture.

He tried to breathe hugging his son, and he just turned around... to go to the room they gave him temporarily.

Tommy upon arrival, only went in to drop Shroud in the crib, smiled as he handed Shroud a rattle that was there, and don't ask how there was one there.

In many ways, Tommy just shook the rattle lightly, hearing his son laugh, he just smiled when he heard it.

He made him continue playing with his son for a while longer, so that he would be calm outside and fall asleep.

But thinking about what happened today... Will Philza really believe what Tubbo tells her about HIM?... Well, she thinks that this is going to go from bad to worse...

Something tells him that his freedom is in danger... that something will not let his freedom be accepted...

It feels... like I'm in a cage...

It feels... like I'm under Someone's amusement.

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—oh.. this is fun.. my beloved and beautiful Tommy.. he fell into the wrong hands.. don't worry, my beautiful singing angel.. I will rescue you.. I will rescue you from the hands of the Syndicate.—

A person on a large floating island spoke while giving a smile on his lips.

Wearing a mask of a cheerful smile, he then turned around, as two people peeked out from behind him.

—Sapnap... George... I trust you to bring me my angel... remember, I want him alive, otherwise what would be the point if I didn't bring him here myself?—

That person spoke turning towards two people who instead of having normal eyes, had black eyes with green spirals around their eyes, not in the yolk, the person smiled, finally he could bring his beautiful little angel with him..

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While in another place, a demon in pure black mourned the loss of his son and his love.

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—You know… your friend Jack with his rambunctious and funny attitude… reminds me of my son—

Bad smiled wistfully as he caught the attention of Ranboo, who was at his side, holding a little Pigglin hybrid boy in his arms.

—Seriously?—

he ask in surprise.

Bad turned to look at him to smile softly at him.

—yes, he reminds me a lot of my son... his name was Sapnap—

×Episode 20: The Demon's Memory×

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Tommy is processing when was the time he fell asleep while playing with Shroud.

He let out a heavy sigh, then stood up carefully, noting that apparently it was already getting dark, how do you know?

The watch.

There was a clock that mentioned the time.

It was a little gadget that had been done at this time, mobile phones did not exist yet.

And the truth is he wanted to go home, to use his phone.

He wanted his carefree life that he had before he had this shitty life.

That's the only thing he wants.

He's already tired..

But... if he leaves... will the true owner of the body return?...

Will he recognize Shroud as his son?

He knew the original Tommy wasn't a saint either.

He was so afraid of the workers that once a worker who was captured by Tubbo only for Ranboo to know the real reason for the death of the young Avian, commented the following.

—He was so afraid, pff, so afraid of some damn children, the reason why he was afraid of them is that we took a child from him, we killed him in front of his eyes, oh, they should have seen his face of horror, it was amazing. She was amazing, that even out of fear she let more children die, there was no repentance in her look—

It was the last thing he said before Tubbo cut his throat.

Yes.. Tommy let children die due to the trauma of losing one of his children that he raised.

That son was never revealed, and to this day he still doesn't know if he was Tommy.

He looked at Shroud and smiled at him fondly, to walk towards the door, he would see the corridors for a moment, he would let Shroud sleep for a few minutes, then he would return as quickly as possible before his son woke up.

He left the room carefully, only to retreat to somewhere he could recognize from the tour Ranboo gave him before he left.

Tommy knew that the only woman in the place was Niki Nihachu, he also knew that Niki had actually been a mermaid slave, just like Wilbur.

But Niki was saved by Techno who saw her being taken to a place to be sold, Niki met Jack and the others there, taking good care of Niki.

Not much is said about Niki, but Niki was the best cook in the Syndicate nonetheless.

But let's put that aside, now you should think of something..

He had just told Tubbo where he came from.

Tubbo knew he was NOT the original Tommy Innit..and now Philza probably knows..

He is sure that he will probably no longer be free... his freedom was already in danger...

In the hands of the Syndicate

Tommy could guess this...

Ranboo as the star lighting up the Syndicate.

While he would only be a piece to be discarded later.

But... Wouldn't that be the best?

They will use it and then they will throw it away, he could take advantage of that, to go live with Shroud somewhere else.

Ranboo won't mind, after all it's his own decision.

He knows.

He sighed again to smile now, and just start his way to some random part of the place.

Although… Tommy was worried, you might ask, worried about what?

I was worried that something would happen and change the plot of the story.

What happens if I advance the bonding scene between Niki and Ranboo in that mission?

He was worried, though he stopped suddenly when he heard a siren resound in the place, he was confused before then when he turned around, he jumped when he saw Wilbur there.

—Wow, just this time? Did you leave your little brat alone in that case?—

Tommy smiled with a frown.

—yes, I don't think I should let him get used to being in his arms, it could be a problem in his growth—

He admitted to the tallest.

—hm, as I just heard from Tubbo and Philza, you're NOT from here, right?—

Tommy definitely hates Wilbur's gossipy attitude.

This mermaid hybrid is quite a gossip, she loved to listen to people and then make rumors for her amusement.

That was how he got everything he wanted if he just stopped the rumor that he could only, according to the author he had his ways.

—yes, as you heard, I… I don't belong to this place, now I should ask, is there something wrong?—

—oh, no, no, not at all, it's just quite curious to see someone who is not from this world—

Wilbur smiled at Tommy who was starting to stiffen.

—Wilbur, don't disturb Ranboo's guest.—

The cold, thick voice chilled Tommy, who only looked up to see Technoblade there.

Wilbur smiled.

—I wasn't bothering him, Right, Tommy?—

The blond just nodded with a forced smile on his face.

Techno just raised an eyebrow at the two of them.

—Really? Well, it seemed like you were bothering him, Wilbur, so I'll have to tell you that I'll borrow the child—

—Technosavior!—

—omg, Bedrock duooo—

—SSHHHH—

—don't make us a “SSHHH” piece of—

—Shut up and watch!!—

Ignoring the voices, Techno placed a hand on Tommy's left shoulder and carefully pushed him from the other side, letting the boy move forward and he followed him, keeping his hand there.

From the distance, Wilbur was only heard snorting and footsteps moving away, implying that he had left the place.

Tecno looked down at the boy who was walking, he could feel him tense.

He narrowed his eyes.

—What was Wilbur talking to you about?—

Tommy was startled and only raised his head to look at him, but he smiled.

—oh, well… he was talking about, uhm…—

There were no words to say, Techno raised an eyebrow.

—Okay, if you don't feel comfortable saying it properly I won't force you, but I must warn you that Wilbur doesn't bother someone just for fun, he does it to get their information, so there is something that Wilbur saw in you, I would recommend that you walk away as soon as you see him and ignore him if he talks to you—

It seemed so easy said than done, that man could literally kill him if he ignored him, Tommy didn't want to die, he wasn't ready, but he smiled.

—Of course! I'll stay away from him.—

The blonde smirked as he clasped his hands together.

—Look how adorable!—

—Adoption—

—not yet—

—But adoption!—

—Not fucking yet!—

—waaahhh—

Techno sighed, this was irritating to him listening to the voices.

-Are you okay?-

Techno looked at the golden boy who asked him.

-Yes-

His answer was short and dry, however the boy just smiled.

-I am glad-

There was the conversation.

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Tommy was looking at some flowers with sparkles in his eyes. He had read the description of the flowers in the novel, but he never thought they would be so beautiful!

The flowers had an unusual shape, which was like a snowflake, in general its middle shape was also a snowflake but it was a different color, yellowish while the original shape is white.

They were beautiful, plus they smelled good, I don't know how to put it.

—I did not think that the reported flowers would look this way… how beautiful…—

Tommy smiled, unaware of the presence behind him.

—Shouldn't you be with your kid?—

The blond turned to finally see another one of the Syndicate members there.

Jack Manifold.

—oh, well... I've let him sleep, I'm worried that he'll get used to having him charged for his growth, it wouldn't be a bother, but it would be worrying—

The Acintian man, he was not one for many words, the ones he liked to talk to the most were Ranboo and Niki.

Then he watched as the man left, Tommy sighed, Jack Manifold wasn't a danger...for now.

But in a way he is more of the fire and he is in charge of the strategies with fire to get to his missions.

Although his fire had great damage, it was not dangerous to people of his same power.

But in the novel there was someone who was capable of harming his own kind with his fire.

Well, there were two people.

Bad and Sapnap.

Two characters from the novel where Tommy is.

Bad appears at the end of chapter 19 talking to Ranboo about Jack's resemblance to his deceased son, Sapnap.

In general, Bad does not know that his son is used as a simple puppet, since later in chapter 21 after the Syndicate left to continue with his tour, Bad never appears again.

But he is mentioned by Dream when he introduces everyone to his deceased best friend.

Being Sapnap himself, the son of Bad with whom everyone had spoken.

But let's put them aside and get back to his abilities.

In general, Sapnap can create a more powerful fire just like his father, only Sapnap's fire, although it seems very normal, is a bit lighter than normal fire.

And Bad's fire is white and even more powerful than Sapnap's, he was the one who was training Sapnap to use his fire without getting out of control.

Although Ranboo had already adopted Michael when they met Bad...

One moment..

Michael!.

The character is approximately the protagonist of the second novel that the creator was going to do.

Michael must be being taken to a slave place right now!

In the novel it is admitted that Ranboo found Michael escaping from some men who were trying to catch the boy for having "robbed" them.

Even though it wasn't, they just blamed and would take it out on the first kid they saw for stealing their money.

Tubbo in the end killed them, that caused a commotion in the market where they went.

But, hey, at least they got their supplies before then, so neither of them bothered.

Michael was taken by them, and in the end he won the hearts of Ranboo and Tubbo, who ended up adopting him as their son.

Philza was very happy to have a grandson, so when she had her paperwork she still put it aside and played with her grandson, but then Techno came and dragged him to work again.

Should he tell them?

No, the scene hasn't happened yet.

But... he wants the child to be better now instead of that place.

He hopes that someone doesn't mind that he accompanies him to that place he knows..

Even if it was already for a visit or accompaniment.

As long as you can register where the child is, all the better.

You need to know if that child is okay..

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When he spoke with Philza with all his pride about the situation, he did not think that he would send Tubbo to go to the place that according to him was "important".

Hopefully this does not advance future events, it was enough to advance the one who knows Michael.

Wait a while Michael..

Help is already on the way.

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A certain demon was looking out a window, feeling that something was going to happen despite the tears running down his eyes.

—Why do I feel that something will happen?..—

He muttered, before entering his house again, while some men pulled a boy by the arm who did not even complain or protest the pain, he only had a look.

Empty.

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—My pretty Tommy... please... you'll be happy by my side, just don't go away, you're someone who still keeps my sanity...—

A man with opaque blonde hair spoke looking at the person lying and in his arms, caressing his face, without even letting what had just happened show.

There was only blood on the ground.

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Tommy couldn't help but squeal as he saw the different market they were going to, Tubbo saw him as a freak for it.

Now you may be wondering, where is Shroud?

Philza offered to take care of them, although Tommy was worried about leaving him alone, in the end he had to do it, he knew that as long as he has not done anything, Shroud will not be the victim of his actions.

Though Tommy could swear he saw a GLITTER OF LOVE come from Philza's eyes when she saw her son, okay, as long as Philza doesn't want to steal her son she'll let him too.

He doesn't want Philza to steal his son, it's not long before Shroud can finally babble and talk from there.

Although you should pay more attention to the mission you have.

—Where will we go?—

Shit, he had forgotten for a few moments that Tubbo wasn't with him, he turned to look at him and gave him a beaming smile.

—since you know where I come from, I think I can tell you, but not here!—

He said laughing and continued on his way, Tubbo snorting following him.

In general Tommy's plan is obvious.

He's going to save Michael before his time.

Although he felt sorry for stealing the role of savior from Ranboo, he couldn't help but think of the boy's miseries.

How good it was to know where the place where Michael is going was currently!

As he walked, Tubbo suddenly pulled him into an alley.

Tommy could already figure out that it's because he wanted her to tell him where they were going and for what purpose.

He supposes that it is the consequence of having told him that he was not the original Tommy.

—Very well, speak, we are “alone”, Innit—

—Ahem, Tommy, I prefer the first name to the last name, Thanks, and to what you are saying, we are approaching a place where they sell slaves, there we will find a person who… uhm…—

—Is it important in the development of this “novel” that you say that we are all here? I still refuse to believe that I am not real when you say that everything that is surrounded by us is a novel—

Tubbo crossed her arms looking at Tommy who laughed nervously.

—Certainly yes, believe it or not, it's haci.. And how's it going with Ranboo's mission?—

He asked, Tubbo looked at him, but just sighed.

—It's going well, Niki is going to avoid what you just said about what's going to happen to her, and I must admit that Niki told me that this was exactly going to happen if I didn't interrupt, they'll be back in a few days as she told me now that Ranboo isn't there." I take the poison but the servant was fired, of course, Niki served himself with him before—

Tommy's smile was stiff, he really hated this guy, sometimes he should have lied, but he knew it wouldn't have been helpful.

Since he would have detected it anyway.

A fucking walking truth machine.

Tommy smiled and then took his arm.

—Come on! I don't want to delay this, but that person is waiting—

And without letting him respond, Tommy pulled him in, sentencing his death right there.

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Tommy didn't die!

That was lucky, in the end Tubbo just growled back at him when he let go of him giving him an annoyed and irritated look.

As long as it's not dangerous for him right now, he'll be fine.

Now to search.

—the place we are looking for is big, like a bar, with a sign called “Simillian Bar”, with red letters and with some plants outside as well as on the ceiling, looking like lianas—

Tubbo agreed to what he said to walk and he followed.

The blonde kept his eyes open on the streets, observing what was different.

Street fights on a corner, children playing, women talking and some sales.

He stayed close to Tubbo to avoid street fights.

His eyes rolled to the sides looking for what he himself said to Tubbo.

Who was also looking with his eyes, more out of the corner of his eye, while Tommy looked with his head moving as well as his eyes.

The blonde in the distance managed to observe how men were bringing some men with ropes, who were struggling, for a few moments he tensed, but then he calculated.

Those men are bringing a slave. Does that mean they must have brought Michael?

And without even noticing, he had separated from Tubbo, who didn't notice his absence until after a few minutes.

But he was gone.

—damn child..—

Tubbo growled with a frown and went to look for the missing blonde.

Meanwhile, Tommy was following the two men very carefully.

His footsteps could not be heard on the ground that gradually avoided the sound.

The men were already entering a place that Tommy clearly recognized.

Similian Bar.

The bar where Michael is... where he is going to escape, now he must enter.

All right, it's now or never.

—hey Tubbo, are you?—

He turned to see if Tubbo was behind him, and...

Was not.

Tubbo was not there.

—I depend on myself now, Tubbo isn't here, I'm dead when he finds me, but I can't leave Shroud alone... What if I try to persuade him not to kill me? It won't work... But you have to try!—

He only spoke to himself for a few moments and then took a deep breath and saw the place, he was sure that Michael must be here.

He started to walk towards the place while he settled the bag he was carrying, squeezing it a little to give himself confidence and not be afraid.

He opened the door listening to the sound of the bell, looking to the sides he noticed that the place was exactly a bar, and there were also people cornered still next to the end of the bar, entertained by something.

He let out a big sigh, in order to get closer as he made his way through the people, some growled at him, or just looked at him with annoyance, however from there they didn't do anything, they just looked at what they were seeing a few seconds ago.

Tommy had also gotten closer only to see a not so big stage, and then let his eyes open gasping in horror, covering his mouth.

In that scenario you could see that there were several children on the floor, he looked with his eyes only to see Michael among all of them, he tightened his grip on his bag, while he felt how his heart began to ache to see the child.

He could even see the original Tommy in Michael... because although not much is told about him in the novel, it was confirmed that the original Tommy was there throughout his childhood.

He shook his head, watching, lowering his hand, his heart still ached to see the boy who was loved by the fandom that way, he never thought he would treat him that way, he heard that no one bet on him, so that he could, knowing that no one was interested in a Pigglin child, of course, they still did not know how valuable they were..

Superhuman strength... fire resistance... and an ideal transformation, such as excellent recovery.

But as Tommy said, no one understood their value and they were thrown away like rags and used as simple tools.

That is why they are "discarded".

Techno is a Pigglin, only he got his recognition, while others didn't.

Tommy checked his bag, he knew Philza must have left something here for him.

He rolled his eyes when instead of finding bundles of money, he found gold bars there, around… 34 gold bars?

Good heavens, how rich is the Syndicate!? It is also mentioned in the novel that they are ridiculously rich - but I never expected them to be THAT rich.

Okay, now it would be better to wait for Tubbo.

Tommy sighed and didn't even notice the figure behind him.
He just clutched his bag and his body tensed when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He turned slowly, only to meet Tubbo's furious face.

His body froze, and he smiled nervously.

"hey hey Tubbo"

He greet him nervously.

—before you scold me, please, do it later, the important person is here—

He interrupted him immediately before he scolded him in front of everyone, Tubbo looked at him with annoyance and turned his head to the stage.

He said his gaze at all the children, but none of them were of interest to him.

—Well, who the child?—

Tubbo asked raising an eyebrow at Tommy who smiled.

In the beginning when Tubbo met Michael, he did not feel affection towards him as Ranboo did, in the end when he spent time with him he began to feel affection towards him, seeing him as his son.

He made him understand why Tubbo doesn't feel anything for any of these children, since they were NOT his, but approximately one of them would be.

And that's Michael.

—the Pigglin boy over there—

Nodding his head at the Pigglin, Tubbo turned his gaze there, narrowing his eyes at the bound boy.

—I understand, so how will we “rescue” him?—

He asked looking at Tommy once more who smiled.

—We can bet, I know that the Pigglins are not recognized in… this place, so I don't think we have to do violence to get it—

-bored-

Tommy laughed nervously to look at the people who were now shouting for a girl of a race that he did not know, but who could admit that she should be of an Avian and another, but he does not know as he already said.

A shiver ran down her spine, but it froze when she felt Tubbo's hand on her back.

He look at him out of the corner of my eye, just to see that he didn't show anything but boredom, but from his hand it seemed that he wasn't going to let him go without getting away from him just like before.

He sigh nervously, to observe what was happening.

—I get bored of waiting you know, stay here, and don't move—

Suddenly he let out Tubbo, turned to see him only to see that he disappeared into the crowd, and he stood there looking at him with his mouth open as if he was going to shout his name, but in the end he didn't, he just stood there in silence, to close his mouth.

He sighed, and just looked back at where he was looking, narrowing his eyes.

Watching Michael who was sitting there on the floor while another child was already up.

People gave and gave, until they ran out of money.

There were hardly many people anymore since there weren't many children either.

Tommy closed his eyes for just a few seconds and the place was already in chaos.

He was standing there while everyone ran for their lives, the man had taken the missing children, but his eyes widened when he saw that Michael was there.

He made her run to him and kneel down.

Just as he was going to touch him, a hand grabbed his wrist, he jerked his head around, only to frown.

—don't touch it, bitch, you didn't buy it—

—oh, well, I'm sorry, but this is a CHILD, and they are not objects to buy—

He snapped at the man, a groan left on his lips as the grip on his wrist tightened.

—Damn bitch, I'll teach you to respect your fucking elders—

He raised his other hand, ready to strike at Tommy, when he grabbed the frowning man's arm with his other hand.

—Will you play bitch?, well, let's do—

He didn't finish when Tommy opened his eyes and the body was still lying on its side with a knife in its head.

Only to see there again Tubbo who seemed impeccable, of course, despite the blood on his clothes for being the man.

—hm, he is an annoying man, what pollution for the air—

He blurted out as he snorted into a smile, Tommy smiled nervously.

Tubbo looked at him.

—Take the boy you say and let's go, I don't think you want the officers to arrive and see us, right?—

He said in a mocking tone, Tommy immediately shook his head to turn to the boy.

—hey, little one… uhm… let me help you with this—

Tommy spoke, beginning to untie the rope as quickly as possible, seeing that they were loose, he stripped them off the Pigglin boy and carried him carefully.

-Let's go-

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Tubbo kept Tommy on that wall while he looked to the sides, the officers walking from one side to the other, questioning people about the parallel of both.

—This would be fun if I didn't have to watch your ass and that brat's, how many brats will we have in the union now?—

Asking to turn to see him, Tommy frowned at him, a different expression.

—I'm sorry, but I can't say more, that will be dangerous in the development of the story—

He blurted out as Tubbo sighed rolling her eyes to stop looking at the passing officers.

They saw the opportunity to run and seized it, Tubbo grabbing Tommy by his non-pained wrist and pulling him up.

Tommy followed so he wouldn't be left behind, knowing how his tan would turn if he stayed behind.

He wouldn't risk his anger, he had enough that he's going to scold him once they're safe, but for Tommy the priority is Michael, but for Tubbo it's getting out of here unscathed without leaving the blond here.

Ranboo wouldn't forgive Tubbo if he left him here.

Tommy turned to see that suddenly two officers were chasing them, Tubbo noticed that.

—well, shit, then hold on tight child, this will be fun—

—Wait, what?—

As soon as he finished, he suddenly screamed when Tubbo grabbed him in a bridal style to start running as fast as possible, he hugged the boy more who hadn't said anything all the way, his gaze was empty... although... with some brightness, So he was surprised.

Tubbo was running and jumping, dodging the officers behind him as he carried the blond and the boy.

The chase was intense, Tommy clung to Tubbo's clothes while hugging the boy they rescued to his chest... of course, as if blowing up the place was to rescue, Tommy wanted it to be something to NOT alarm anyone, but Tubbo had other plans clearly, so he will have to blame him once they are saved.

But now only Tommy would focus on hugging the boy so that he doesn't fall and could be a victim of his and Tubbo's actions.

He closed his eyes tightly to cover Michael's too when Tubbo took a bomb out of his pocket and carried Tommy with his other arm (the ridiculous strength he has despite his size is monstrous...the novels are terrifying).

They could hear the explosion and the amused laugh of Tubbo only to later feel that they were running through grass, he opened his eyes, only to see that they were in a forest.

It was a matter of them reaching the hideout.

I just hoped that nothing bad happened after here..

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A man with a small umbrella on his head approached the messed up place and the other people whispered what had happened in terror.

That man just looked at the mess, his white eyes gleamed, to see some footsteps that no one else could see, leading to the forest, he stared at the forest before tightening his grip against the umbrella.

He turned away from the mess and prepared for a journey.

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Tubbo stopped in front of the base, only to open the hatch with one hand and enter.

Tommy was still clinging to Tubbo while the boy was looking at the place where they were.

The other members were standing there, Tubbo put Tommy down and the blonde stood awkwardly still carrying the boy in his arms.

Philza who had Shroud in her arms and was awake smiled.

—It seems that it took time for them to arrive, isn't it?—

Tubbo nodded to himself then fixed his gaze on the Pigglin boy who was looking at all the members.

Tommy lowered the boy to the ground, only to notice that the boy stayed next to him.

—oh, uhm..—

—I would like to talk to you and Tubbo in the office, such as explain about the child if you don't mind young Innit—

Tommy saw Philza agreeing and he led them back to his office.

Michael followed him but without holding on to him, Tommy took his hand and could feel the curious and amused look of both brothers.

Curious about Techno while Wilbur is the fun one.

Sigh, he really hopes nothing ever goes wrong, and that Tubbo takes the fact that Pigglin is here…was his son.

He certainly thinks that something will go wrong, and that something has happened.

Tubbo had his eyes forward without even deigning to turn to see the boy, who was just walking next to Tommy and the blond wouldn't let go.

Philza opened the office to enter and Tommy reached out with one arm for Shroud, who smiled at her.

And he smiled at her in the same way, full of love and affection.

Philza sat back in her chair as Tubbo closed the door.

Tommy sat Michael down in a chair and then he sat down too.

—Very good Tommy, knowing that you are someone who knows more about us, I think you no longer need to know what you will be doing here, right?—

—yes, the reason why I asked to leave is to find this child—

The blond looked at the boy who was next to him.

—Can I ask why?—

—The boy shouldn't appear right now, but I was worried about him, that I couldn't help thinking about what could happen to him if we didn't help him, after all..—

Tommy paused, much to Tubbo's annoyance, who then fell back as his eyes widened in surprise at what was next said.

—Michael, the boy is the future adoptive son of Ranboo and Tubbo—

The room was silent, which was abruptly broken by Tubbo who had peeked out from Tommy's side, giving the no longer hidden avian a heart attack.

—How is that brat my “son”?—

His tone was aggressive, Tommy knew that Tubbo in these principles did not want children, so he can understand the reason why he was acting that way.

—Yes, as you hear it, this child is your adopted son, yours and Ranboo's—

—Philza, I am retiring, I have a lot to process and you, Innit, will not save you from my questions—

Tubbo growled at the blond who tensed up, before walking out of the office.

Philza hummed but smiled.

—It is surprising to know that my son and a comrade of mine will adopt a child, so, Michael, how old are you?—

—.. Eight years—

Tommy from there could feel the rigid and cold look that Philza had placed, of course, Philza had already loved Michael at this moment, knowing that he has a grandson... it's nice.

Speaking of children, Tommy remembered the boy he babysat sometimes, his name was Fundy Salmon.

A 10-year-old boy, he is very energetic, but unfortunately the boy is sick, his mother is very worried that her son may not be cured, so she works hard.

That's why he asked if he could take care of Fundy while he was working.

And..

One moment..

Wasn't he supposed to take care of Fundy while her mother was away?

Shit.

Sally is going to kill him for leaving Fundy alone.

Now what will he do!?

It's not like he can go and “wake up” out of the blue.

He should die! But, he doesn't want to leave Shroud, but he has to take care of Fundy!

Now he is worried, what will he do?

He sighed, only to notice that upon returning from his little empty space, Philza was snuggling the boy in her arms with such protection.

He just smiled a little, just like the novel said.

Philza was always the one who loved the children despite the fact that he has done several cruel and mean things towards them only if they hurt one of his crew.

But he never touched or hurt them for fun.

Despite loving children, he loved the children in his family more, which is why Michael was his favorite grandson.

He laugh a little, quietly of course so Philza won't hear.

Because I already help Michael, it makes me hesitate to have to help another character..

He just wants to leave to live with his son.

—So, young Innit, this child, is he really my grandson?—

Tommy watched Philza lovingly gaze at the sleeping child on her chest.

—Yes, Michael is his grandson, supposedly he is saved by Ranboo, but I am worried that he will go through more terrible things than he supposedly has to go through in order to meet Ranboo and Tubbo—

The blonde explained as he settled his son better in his arms.

Philza hummed but nodded smiling.

—I understand, thank you, do what, tell me now… What will you do when you leave the Union?—

Unexpected question, Tommy just smiled.

Realizing that in the end they will let him go, and that excited him.

—I want to live with my son away from everything, in a field, away from all the problems that will come later, I just want something peaceful with my son, in a field with a farm and crops, it would be beautiful—

Philza can swear that Tommy's smile lit something up in him, seeing him happier than with all of them.

But what captured Philza the most was Tommy's smile.

A soft, loving and calm smile..

Coming from pale lips and poorly cared for all the carelessness where it came from..

Around Tommy, all Philza could see was.

"Mine"

"Mine"

"Don't let go"

"Chick"

"Chick"

"Do not let him go"

"golden glitter"

That sometimes he couldn't help it.

Something in him was already clear.

Tommy wouldn't leave, and he would avoid it.

This boy... this boy looks so lonely...

He was an Avian... just like him... but he was more of a raven...

He must have belonged to his pack.

That child must be part of his pack..

smiled.

-It's a nice dream Tommy-

—ah, uhm.. thank you—

Tommy smiled again as he hugged Shroud.

The older blonde smiled at him.

—It would be better if you went to rest Tommy, from here I'll take care of Michael—

Tommy blinked at it, but only nodded as he got up to bow and leave.

Once he got out, Technoblade had entered crossing his arms.

—Phil, I love you and you know it.. Did you get attached again?—

-Yes-

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—Get him away from me! Get him away from me!—

A blonde in a cage yelled when one of the workers had approached with a baby, but that worker just smiled and walked over, only to bend down, hold the blonde by his hair who just gasped in surprise at it, forced to see it. to the eyes.

The blond's light blue eyes showed panic and fear as well as a few tears beginning to fall from his eyes.

—the little bitch is scared… how cute—

The man smiled as he released him and opened the cage to let in the baby sleeping on a blanket.

The baby was a spider hybrid.

The blonde's eyes widened when he saw him, but he just laughed his mouth as he immediately averted his gaze, he couldn't forget all the damage they did to him... he couldn't forget all the damage they did to his first son...

They killed him... they killed him in front of him... he could hear his baby cry heartbreakingly as they cut him up, and at the end of his suffering they cut off his head.

That memory always stayed in his head... with more and more tears.

Tommy looked at the creature that began to cry, suddenly a complete rage began to absorb him.

—Get him out of here! I don't want him in my life! He's just some random little shit, I won't take care of him!—

It was the last decree he made before the baby was taken without knowing that the baby was only a few months old.

Poor Tommy... How much trauma have they given him?...

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The endless corridors were what bothered Tommy, it seemed as if something was going to come out and drag him down.

Something that clearly did not happen.

Although he was attentive in case of doubt, he observed his son putting his fingers to his mouth so he laughed with affection.

Smiling, he stroked her hair gently, until he felt someone stop in front of him.

He stopped too, to see Wilbur again.

—Well, we meet again, Tommy.—

Wilbur smiled so gracefully as he put his arms behind his back and then leaned into the baby in the young Avian's arms.

—and hello to you too Shroud, now Tommy, who is the other child you left with my father?—

—It was Michael, he is the future adoptive son of Ranboo and Tubbo, because I was worried that they would not rescue him in time to save the short innocence he had left, I went with Tubbo to rescue him, one reason we delayed was that they were looking for us the officers—

The blonde explained closing his eyes, listening to Wilbur's interested humming and opening his eyes, there was this siren hybrid smiling at him with amusement.

—oh, I see, then Tommy.. Why don't you explain to me a little where you come from? It would be interesting to know—

—I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to talk about the place I actually come from, I hope I apologized—

Wilbur clicked his tongue but only smiled at the shorter one.

—Okay, then... how about you tell me something about your 'life' before we meet up here?—

Tommy knew from this moment that Wilbur will get information out of him, so he just smiled, and when he was going to answer a voice behind him spoke faster than him.

—I'm sorry Wilbur, but this boy will go with me, I have important “questions” to ask—

The blonde froze listening to Tubbo's voice behind him, Wilbur smiled narrowing his eyes.

—ah Tubbo, wow, I didn't think you were looking for him too, but I must tell you that I was with him first, couldn't you do it after I finish talking to him?—

—No, go to hell Wilbur, I was waiting for him to finish talking with Phil—

Tubbo's aggressive tone made him bristle.

—hm, well I found it first Tubbo, and you should respect that, don't you think so?—

Wilbur's smile widened as he saw Tubbo's frown behind the stiff avian.

—Well, I'm sorry “angel” but I think I said I was expecting more before you, isn't that right?—

Tommy is praying for someone to come and save him from this situation.

—Why are they fighting?—

Thank goodness Jack Manifold made an appearance.

On his shoulder he carried a backpack and the looks of both hybrids of different races went to him.

-Do not mess-

They both said, Tubbo with a growl and Wilbur with a calm smile.

—Okay, gods, Tubbo's aggressiveness isn't necessary, but I can tell that our beloved Ranboo's guest is uncomfortable with their discussion. Could you fight as long as he doesn't feel uncomfortable?—

Jack raised an eyebrow as he crossed his arms observing both hybrids who looked at him one with annoyance and the other with a smile.

—tsk, fine, but you better send it to me Wilbur, I have questions to ask him, and he won't be spared from them—

Tommy could feel a shiver run down his spine at Tubbo's harsh voice.

He then heard footsteps walk away, implying that Tubbo had started to leave.

—Well, here I am finishing, I have to go with Niki to help her fill out books—

—ah, a moment, and Ranboo?—

Jack turned to see Tommy who instinctively in that slightly cold look hugged Shroud against him.

—He's fine, he's distracting the others, so I have to hurry up before Ranboo can't handle them anymore—

And with that he was gone, leaving him and Wilbur alone.

The brown-haired man smiled as he walked over and put a hand on Tommy's shoulder, who tensed.

—Now, where do we stay, Tommy?—

Tommy is definitely deader if he doesn't get to answer what Wilbur wants.

—ah, I already remembered, what if you tell me a little about your “life” before arriving here?—

—Uhm... I must say... From here or where am I really from?—

Why lie if Wilbur and should know for being a gossip.

The brown-haired man smiled.

—Where are you really from Tommy, I'm curious—

—I'm a babysitter—

Wilbur hummed at the quick response.

—and… I also work as a waiter in a café—

—curious huh—

—I guess..?—

—And which child do you care for the most, Tommy?—

The blond hesitated a bit to answer, he didn't want to tell this one who he really cared for the most.

Fundy... lovable, sickly Fundy.

A reason for which his mother was hardly at home to take care of him and that he resorted to.

He only gave a small smile watching the mermaid hybrid.

But since this is a novel... maybe I can say it, right?

—A child—

—.. And what is that child's name?—

Wilbur hadn't said anything but smiled again.

—Fundy—

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An orange-haired boy was sleeping next to a blond who hadn't woken up from his sleep, the boy covered himself with the sheet and clung to the blond.

—Good night Uncle Thomas...—

The boy murmured as he fell into a sleep not knowing that his uncle would not wake up.

And he just have to wait...

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—that's a nice name for a child—

—Yes, his mother did call him—

Tommy and Wilbur were walking down the halls, Wilbur had a smile as he saw the blonde not looking at him.

—How is he? He sounds like an interesting kid.—

Tommy thought Wilbur was a bitch if he thought he would tell him about Fundy, but he's hopeless, he doesn't want to die.

—Well... Fundy is an adorable boy, he is kind, quite sincere with what he says, although VERY sincere, he loves jokes and is very joking for his own good—

The blond couldn't help but laugh a little when he remembered the jokes that Fundy made.

Sometimes his jokes went far, but he was never blamed, since he never found out it was him, although yes, he and Fundy's mother scolded him for those jokes.

How much he really missed him.

—sounds funny and curious—

Tommy looked at Wilbur who had a smile on his face.

—uh, yes, although... unfortunately his mother is almost not with him, since she works hard to pay for Fundy's treatment—

Tommy closed his eyes, not noticing how Wilbur had tensed for some reason.

—He is sick?—

—uh, yes, Fundy has something called A.L.A, in general I'm surprised... that he's alive, he don't mean it in a bad way, but E.L.A (esclerosis lateral amiotrófica/Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis) patients only survive for five years, Fundy is 10 years old, and... he was diagnosed E.L.A at five years old, although Fundy was undergoing treatment, he think that is why he is surviving, but many doctors say that Fundy is a strong and determined child, which is why he will not die so soon, because he has goals, and they lengthen him for all your survival in that deadly disease—

Tommy explained as he settled Shroud in his arms.

—Well, it was better for them, he is a strong child, to endure a fatal disease and continue as if he did not have it, he is an exemplary child—

The blond blinked at Wilbur who was just smiling, though Tommy was kind of starting to regret telling him about Fundy, because he could see the man had a big smile on his lips.

And that meant nothing good to him.

He felt that Wilbur wanted something belonging to Fundy.

—Uhm...can I go?—

—Of course, but remember to go with Tubbo, he also wants to talk to you, remember?—

—oh, right... then I'll go, uhm... see you later—

The blonde bowed and began to leave the place, leaving Wilbur there.

The brown-haired man smiled as he took something out of his pocket.

—Hello? Yes, I want to know if it is possible to go to another world to kidnap someone—

A distant voice was heard speaking to Wilbur who narrowed his eyes with a smile as he passed through another corridor and disappeared from there.

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—Now that we're alone, “Tommy”, you better answer my questions than I'll ask you—

Tommy smiled nervously seeing Tubbo who was sitting on a sofa just like him.

He shifted uncomfortably, he had left Shroud sleeping in his room.

—I, uhm, of course.. What are the questions?—

He asked with a smile as he played with his hands, the hybrid ram just narrowed his eyes, just putting one arm over the sofa and crossing one leg over the other.

—Why specifically that child is our son of me and Ranboo?—

—oh, well, Ranboo was the first to love Michael as his son, it took Michael... uhm... three months if I'm not mistaken to make you love him—

Tubbo hummed listening to him, to remove his arm and put his hands together, bending them a little and placing his chin there.

—Interesting, and tell me “Tommy”, what is special about Michael for me to “love” him?—

Tommy definitely hates Tubbo, he smiled again.

—Michael is a normal Pigglin, only like Technoblade, he can regenerate quickly—

—then..—

—Michael is a sweet boy, he will not end up like you—

That caught Tubbo off guard who blinked at Tommy, but then smiled.

—I understand, so Michael is a "healthy" member of the Syndicate, right?—

—exactly, besides, Philza will give you the entire bible if you try to teach Michael how to kill—

And for the first time, Tommy heard Tubbo laugh.

—You're so funny and at the same time so weird, "Tommy", I think I'm starting to love your presence—

"—please don't love me, just keep treating me like someone brought by your beloved Ranboo—"

Tommy inwardly squealed, only to force a smile at Tubbo.

—Should I feel elongated?—

—Hey, what does that mean?—

Good thing that was taken as a joke, because after Tubbo said it, he had an amused smile.

This won't be so bad, right?

Tommy doesn't want to believe that he probably liked a person from the Syndicate, because he knows that if the Syndicate becomes attracted to someone, they don't let him go anymore, and they keep him with them until eternity.

And HE wants to go live with his son, and create a farm.

So he will pray that it never happens that someone from the Union becomes fond of him.

—Well, those are all my questions for today Tommy, I guess you can go now.—

The hybrid ram stood up while looking at the younger who smiled.

—in agreement—

Tommy got up with a smile.

And the blonde watched as Tubbo had left, he stayed there, to sigh relieved to be okay.

He ran a hand through his hair as they narrowed their eyes.

He noticed the grease accumulated in his hair when he touched it, he made a face at it, he should go take a shower right now, taking advantage of the fact that Shroud was sleeping.

Then he set off for his temporary room to take a good bath.

He began to play with the few curls that his hair had, all disheveled by the adventure, he laughed a little nervously.

Sure, he almost forgot that he was actually a woman in this novel, wincing again.

He got so used to being called "he" that he forgot that he was actually a "she".

But better that way, it would be uncomfortable to know, since it would be the second girl in the Syndicate, even if it was temporary until he helped them in their peace.

He reached his room after about ten minutes of walking, and entered.

Closing the door he went to the bathroom to enter.

He sighed as he ran the bath, though he was certainly surprised at the type of bath that was there.

It wasn't the same as the bathroom he had before he fell asleep here.

His bathroom was small and this one was big.

He hum a little to himself once seeing that the bath was ready, he began to take off his clothes.

For himself, when he finished, he got into the bathtub, immersing himself in the hot water, letting his whole body relax.

She smiled as she felt her blonde hair get wet as well.

He made him grab a soap to wet it and then pass it over his body.

Soaking the soap that was on her body felt quite good, she hadn't had a good bath in a long time.

Not after two days of being here, although it's strange, how in two days did he get Tubbo to accept his presence?

No idea, typical of novels.

Ranboo beat them all in one day, making it a record for them not to hold for a week afterward.

But he never thought of two.

She sighed, and then she wet her blonde hair, tending to see how all the dirt came out, and then she proceeded to wash her hair.

When he gets out he should go to sleep, because outside he also noticed that it was already getting dark, it was just that he couldn't see it and the sky wasn't orange and light blue yet, they were barely noticeable.

Now that they were at the base, he could know that it was already night, so he would sleep well.

Now that it would be fresh it could be much better.

He hummed as he focused on what he was doing.

Not realizing that a certain father bird received a strange note with a smile as a sticker and his face reflected annoyance.

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When Tommy left the bathroom he went to the closet to get some clothes.

He only notice that there was a shirt and shorts.

He smiled, how good he didn't have a chest!

Well, it was flat, and that helped him pretend to be a man, he smiled proud of that.

And he grab the clothes from the closet to strip the towel from her body.

Once dressed, he dried his blonde hair, and when he looked at himself in the mirror, he noticed that his washed hair was much more shiny, he laughed a little, according to Ranboo in the novel, Tommy's hair is quite shiny if it hadn't been there. very dirty.

And certainly that was real, it was like gold.

She touched her wet hair with one of her hands and smiled.

He really was cute, with the good care he took in that place he was able to have a good face, although that cannot be said of his body.

Putting that aside, Tommy yawned and walked over to the bed.

But just as he was going to lie down to sleep, Technoblade had suddenly entered his room.

He raised his head in surprise, but stiffened when he noticed how Technoblade was looking at him a lot, but not at him...

He was looking at her hair.

Shit, he had forgotten.

Pigglin hybrids love gold.

A nervous smile washed over him.

—He needs something?—

—Phil is calling you, golden boy.—

“—Golden child?—”

Tommy thought the last thing, blinking.

He only smile.

—Sure! I'll be right away—

Tommy got up and walked over to him, walking out of the room, Technoblade closing the door to follow him.

It could feel like Technoblade was taking care of something, now that he thought about it.

Technoblade in the novel is not shown much of his past and because he is more like a guard even though he was a foster son to Philza.

The novel only describes Technoblade as a character with mysteries and various people made their own versions of what Technoblade's past would be like.

In Tommy's opinion, the theory that he liked the most was that Technoblade was raised to be a warrior since he was a child and that he must take care of them as much as he can, otherwise he will lose them, because he lost known people (and who are not important to the novel). for which he does not forgive himself for it, something that makes him act more like a guard than a son despite the fact that Philza sees him that way.

Tommy was also sure that he could feel Technoblade's gaze on his washed hair.

"—This is uncomfortable..—"

The blond thought awkwardly as he walked with the Blade behind him.

However they were already approaching Philza's office after a ten minute walk as well.

Technoblade opened the office door once nearby and when Tommy entered, all he saw was how Philza was looking everywhere for books in addition to all the mess.

But the photographs of his family were intact and he could even tell that they actually had something so they wouldn't fall off where they were.

—Did you send for me?—

He asked, capturing the attention of the crow hybrid who turned to see him.

Tommy swears he'll beat them if they stare at his hair one more time, yes, he knows his hair is great from washing, but it's uncomfortable.

—He is okay?—

Speaking once more, Philza snapped out of her trance and saw Tommy.

—oh, yes, don't worry friend, everything is fine, will you allow us a few Techno moments? I'll tell you everything later—

The Pigglin hybrid nodded and left the place, closing the door.

Philza smiled and sat down in her chair despite all the mess in her office, so Tommy also sat down not very convinced of the first answer he got.

He grabbed her hands while playing with her fingers in discomfort, should he ask him again? No, it's probably awkward to ask again.

He sigh a little and look at Philza.

—May I know the reason why I'm here?—

—Of course you can friend, but first call me Phil, noticing that you don't know what to call me.—

Tommy nodded blinking, thinking that only his family could call him Phil, and that he could just call him Philza, or he tries to call him but becomes awkward if he doesn't lie about it.

—Okay, Phil—

—Okay, so the reason you're here Tommy is to ask you something about this sticker. I got a note and I just want to know the reason for the sticker.—

Philza slipped in an open envelope with a smiley sticker on it, much to Tommy's surprise.

That smiley sticker...

He could recognize it thanks to the fact that the same sticker was on every page of the novel, and even on the cover of the story.

Dream, best known in the novel as the creation of a God..

A creation that was obsessed with his two best friends, knowing that they could die and he couldn't, he decided to kill them to have them with him forever, in a younger form.

Not caring if it would hurt the father of one of his friends.

She could feel a drop fall down her cheek, and she sighed a little to avoid seeing it.

—I must say that unfortunately I know him—

Philza smiled.

—Then I'd love to know if you don't mind my friend, don't worry, take your time to talk, I won't pressure you.—

The winged man spoke as he got up and walked over to Tommy to crouch down at him and put a hand through Tommy's not-so-wet hair.

The sitting blond felt discomfort like disbelief as Philza placed her hand in his hair.

—ehm, uh... this sticker... belongs to Dream, the great so-called "Creation of XD"—

Dream WasTaken... is the villain of the story who was "forgiven" by everyone, despite the fact that he never really regretted everything he caused.

He was the one who changed and altered the personality of Ranboo's parents.

Ranboo's parents actually loved their son, who waited for him throughout his birth and would never criticize him for being born as a hybrid if one of them hadn't been.

But Dream altered their memories when Ranboo was born, which is why they started treating Ranboo badly.

But not even Ranboo himself was aware that all his family suffering was caused by Dream, and he would never find out.

Because Dream wouldn't let him find out.

Tommy looked up to see Philza who was silent and saying nothing, he began to worry about Philza's gloomy silence.

—Are.. you okay?—

He dared to ask once more with nervousness in his speech and god, he swears his voice almost came out shaky.

Philza shook her head carefully and smiled removing her hands from Tommy's head.

—Not at all mate, I must thank you for at least telling me whose sticker it is, I hope you don't mind if I ask again, right?—

—No, not at all Phil, go ahead, ask—

Philza smiled as he got back up from his knees.

—May I know why the "Creation of XD" sent a letter?—

—It's probably something related to Ranboo, because I'm sure that Dream himself is interested in Ranboo, after all, Ran is very loved, isn't he? to Ranboo—

Philza bit her lip when Tommy talked more about Ranboo than anyone else.

Although he was right, he was also wrong.

Philza smiled.

—I see, thanks for answering my question Tommy, you can go rest now, you deserve it child—

—I am not a child—

Philza laughed without noticing that Tommy had tensed when he realized that he responded to the older man.

—Sure, sure, go rest Tommy—

The blonde nodded, getting up, not forgetting a bow to leave the office.

After she left, she walked over to her desk and sat in her chair while holding a note, running a hand through her hair.

He looked at the note rereading it, only to frown angrily and go.

—so.. "Creation of XD"—

The big-winged man muttered as he clicked his tongue angrily.

Does this “Dream” guy think that he can ask for something as if it were an object to him? It's bullshit.

The door opened and there were his two sons, Wilbur & Technoblade.

—Did something happen here?—

Wilbur asked with a smile as he surveyed the messed up office.

Philza laughed.

—I didn't spend much children, I was just looking for something and since I couldn't find it I sent for Tommy—

—ah, the boy that Ranboo brought—

—exactly Wilbur—

The curly brownhead smiled as he put his arms behind his back and opened his mouth as if to say something.

—Don't even think about it Wilbur—

Technoblade spoke first looking at his brother who turned to see him and gasped offended.

—What? I didn't say anything!—

—but I know what you're thinking, and no, he's not going to stay—

—But!—

—But nothing Wilbur—

Philza laughed as his son started to pout and then crossed his arms in annoyance.

—but Techno, think about it! He knows something more than us, wouldn't he also know what will happen to us when we achieve Peace?—

—Wilbur, you sound like you're going to use him as an object to learn our fate.—

Tubbo joined in entering with crossed arms and leaning back in the frame watching the taller one who snorted.

—Maybe, but look at him, it seems like he can't help himself, why do you think he asked Ranboo for help? survive on its own?—

—Are you listening to yourself Wilbur?—

—I do it Tubbo, but I'm just saying—

Tubbo sighed looking at Wilbur's smile, until when he saw Philza, he seemed more distracted by something else.

—I think Wilbur is right.—

—What!?—

—Ha!, in your face Tubbo, including Phil agrees with me—

—fuck you Wilbur—

Wilbur laughed as Tubbo growled at him as he walked over to Philza's desk.

—Phil, what do you mean Wilbur is right about something?—

Philza looked up to see Tubbo's scowl and just smiled.

—Tommy is capable of taking care of himself, I know, I disagree with Wilbur on that, but the rest would be dangerous if he leaves, after all...—

When he said the first thing Wilbur sounded offended, but as he went on they fell silent.

Until finally there was silence, which allowed Philza to continue speaking.

—I think the "Creation of XD" is after Tommy to lock him up as if he were a bird to himself—

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—Uncle Thomas?—

A boy about ten years old called a teenager who was in the kitchen and when he heard the boy he looked at him.

—Yes Fundy?—

He asked with a smile, the boy smiled as he played with his fingers.

—Why don't you wake up and come back to reality? I miss you..—

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Tommy widened his eyes as he rubbed his eyes in confusion.

Ignoring the strange feeling he was getting, he got up from the bed, only to stretch himself out and crack his bones.

He sighed in relief, then shook his hair a little to accommodate it after sleeping, he walked to the mirror and looked at himself.

A rather fine face, light blue eyes now bright, her already clean golden hair, and slightly rosy cheeks.

He looked at her shoulder-length golden hair, he sighed, he remembered that in the Novel Quackity..

Right..

Quackity.

A mysterious character who does not make daily appearances in the Syndicate.

The character who is loved, but who had great power and at the same time so little.

Depending on how he feel.

His power increases if he is angry or furious, if he is sad his power decreases, but when he is neutral his power is normal and ordinary.

However, in the novel, Quackity is a character who was in charge of finding the green god, Dream, who had begun to feel something for Ranboo and had no doubt that now he began to feel that obsession.

It is confessed that Dream because of Ranboo's sweetness, kindness and smile is that he began to become obsessed with him.

Once the novel is finished, they don't know what happened to Dream when he returned to his “home”.

There were theories that it would be in the second novel, but Tommy wasn't sure if that would be real.

But now the only thing he can do is wait for Ranboo, he looked at Shroud who was still sleeping, he smiled affectionately approaching him.

Under his hand to caress the hair of the little baby of only months.

He narrowed his eyes fondly at the little baby in front of him.

Then he let the baby continue to sleep, so as not to get up and go to the door, and as soon as he opened it, he held back a scream when suddenly there was Tubbo with crossed arms.

—ah, uhm, I beg you to apologize but... you scared me—

Tommy laughed nervously.

Tubbo just narrowed his eyes at him but he only entered without asking the necessary permission sitting on Tommy's bed.

The blond had a vein on his forehead, trying to force a smile, so he sighed, smiled again and turned around, closing the door.

—May I know why you are...?—

He didn't quite finish when Tubbo's voice spoke first to fill the room with ice (not literally).

—We are moving from the base, Ranboo is in our other base, so we should move now before those stupid blood steps probably gave us away—

Tommy's eyes widened, he was surprised, if he remembered, they changed bases when someone found their base by accident, for what he had warned and well...

It was not pretty, because a fight broke out at the very base of all the members of the Union fighting to get out.

All of that was before Michael came along, thankfully.

—ah, uhm.. are we going to go then?—

Smiling, he looked at Tubbo who nodded his head.

—Yeah—

Tommy shifted uncomfortably from his spot at Tubbo's intense gaze.

—When will..?—

—we're leaving now, grab your brat, and the other brat—

—You shouldn't call children that way, especially someone who is..uhm..your future adoptive son with Ranboo—

Tubbo just all his eyes getting up and walking towards Tommy, now Tommy realized that even though he's not that tall he was intimidating.

—I'm processing that child is MY child with Ranboo... but as long as I don't finish processing, that child is not MINE—

He emphasized that Tommy felt how his wings swelled and also his shoulders.

Then Tubbo smiled as he walked after Tommy towards the door and then turned to see him, but Tommy didn't deign to turn to see him, still frozen in that same place.

—come on little gold, you are not going to want to make the rest of the Union wait, we are waiting for you—

Tubbo left the room leaving the blonde alone.

“—and we will be the ones who protect you from that aberration called Dream of grabbing you...—”

The latter was thought by Tubbo who gave a confident smile.

Tommy placed his hand in the middle of where his heart was while he squeezed the shirt he had to turn to the door.

—this is bad..—

Tommy muttered.

—If Tubbo still doesn't have his thoughts about wanting a child, it's likely that he'll be able to kill Michael... but I don't think he'll do it... because Phil seems to have grown fond of him...—

Muttering all this to himself, he sighed to see Shroud in his crib, Tommy smiled fondly at the boy.

She tucked her hair behind her ear so she could gently lift Shroud into her arms.

—Leave it! Please, I beg you!—

He froze.

Why do you feel that he said those words before?

His mouth had a bad taste, and he shook his head and held his son tighter against him and turned, starting to walk towards his bedroom door.

He left the room to go to where the others were.

—that's the wrong way, little birdie—

Tommy stopped and turned to see Quackity there.

The beloved character of the fandom.

Dearer than Ranboo.

The author himself had favoritism with Ranboo, who had hated Quackity, if it wasn't that in the end he ended up loving him, he would have had him die protecting Wilbur.

Overall the author received a lot of complaints about his hatred of Quackity, but in the end I ended up loving the character as much as I love Ranboo.

However when Quackity gave them the address of where the green god is, he disappears.

He disappears when he stays at the old base that was ransacked.

If Tommy's right, he thinks the author made an ova of the play.

Which was called "Burning Moon".

In that ova Quackity is the protagonist, he didn't read it, but he knew that someone in that novel ended up burning to death.

The author does not mention who was burned, whether it was Quackity or that person Quackity met.

Karl Jacobs, the only person with a common name according to Tommy.

He also liked Karl's ability, because the author also created an exclusive novel for Karl, however he never finished it, he only released a book and never finished it.

The novel focused on how Karl was stranded in the middle of an abandoned village.

In general Quackity is the one who finds Karl who was being discriminated against by a seller.

But now he was off topic.

—ah, I'm sorry... but... uhm... Wasn't the exit here?—

—Yes, it's over there, but we'll go through the other spare exit, we're sorry that someone came, oh well, that's how Technoblade senses it—

Quackity shrugged but nothing could be seen through his pixelated grin mask.

I mean, what the fuck man, that mask could give you nightmares if you still have it next to your bed.

Speaking of which, lately he's been having good dreams, and not bad ones, that's good for him, but... who is this guy talking about now?

There is still a need for someone else to approach... also, now that almost the majority, he is not sure if Quackity knows that he is a reincarnated.

But because of the deal, maybe he doesn't know it, also, Quackity is a much kinder man than the others, honestly one of the members who are in charge of helping with words, because Ranboo is not good for that, but Quackity is.

However, Quackity likes to comb Ranboo's hair.

But leaving that, he will deal with Quackity's words.

Does Technoblade sense that someone will come? Well, it's not a surprise, since clearly Techno in the novel has a sense that allows him to know anything, even the creator thought to give Techno visions of the future, but he didn't, in the end giving you a good sense of knowing everything.

So Tommy followed Quackity to the second exit.

The blond was more focused on seeing his son who was with his hand over his mouth, he was so cute, he still didn't understand how it is possible that the original Tommy let innocent children die, because he knows that the original had a trauma that was not easy to forget

And he even wants to know what that trauma was..

He doesn't understand at all, but he is nevertheless happy to know that the people who kept him were dead, and he will always be grateful to Ranboo for that.

But... Would they really be dead?

not!.

They are dead Tommy, it was better to stop worrying.

Following Quackity, he didn't notice and felt like he was bumping into something feathery.

He stepped away immediately, to see what collided with Philza.

—I'm so sorry!—

He quickly apologized, leaning down yet holding his son to his chest.

Philza smiled at him as if to turn around to see him completely, however he reincorporated Tommy to hold him by his arms very sweetly.

And with their wings, place them on Tommy's sides, like in a... Hug? What the hell?

Tommy blinked a little at this.

—Don't worry dear, you don't need to apologize, besides, how is Shroud?—

Philza looked at the baby who turned his gaze to him as he then laughed seeing him.

Tommy handed the Shroud over to Philza who carried him with enough love in her look.

Tommy's face felt a smile, but then he felt someone pull him, he looked down to see Michael there, he smiled at the boy bending down at his height.

—Is something wrong Michael?—

The boy looked at him, but then pointed at Wilbur.

Tommy turned to Wilbur who seemed to have been normal as if walking.

Then Technoblade spoke.

—Wilbur was bothering the brat—

—You told me you wouldn't tell—

Tommy rolled his eyes but sighed to see the boy and smile at him.

—don't worry honey, I won't let the bad man bother you—

It was barely over, and almost the majority of the room wanted to laugh.

—Me?, Bad!?, oh my god, you betray me Tommy, I thought we had something—

His voice took on a dramatic tone as he raised one arm up to his chest and the other extended it towards the blonde who raised an eyebrow.

Tubbo had approached raising an eyebrow at the man who as soon as he saw Tubbo, his posture changed drastically.

—I think you should stop bothering the child Wilbur, after all, he is Ranboo's son—

Narrowing their eyes, Tubbo and Wilbur seemed to have a staring battle.

In the background was Tommy, looking like he was watching the fight with 3D glasses and next to him was Michael, as well as having ice cream in a boat watching the fight.

Nobody got involved because they were not interested.

—Is the boy really Ranboo's son?—

Tommy, now without his glasses, turned to the person who spoke to him, and that was Jack Manifold.

—Yeah—

—OK—

And he walked away, leaving Tommy there.

He returned his gaze to the two who seemed to continue fighting with their eyes.

Not until Phil stopped them.

Tommy charged Shroud again, and then as they approached the exit at once.

Behind them an explosion was heard.

It was so fast, and the loud noise startled Shroud, who started crying.

Tommy saw his son, while trying to calm him down, without much success, not until he suddenly saw Michael near him.

Tubbo approached them guiding them to the safe exit, while Technoblade and Philza looked inside to see that nothing was coming, but there was nothing, the only thing was that the lair was falling.

The only sound now apart from the den falling, was the Shroud's crying.

Tommy was just shaking him back and forth to calm him down.

However it didn't seem to work.

Techno and Philza came over to lead them to the other hideout.

But when they were going to start walking, suddenly a figure stood before them.

—wow, the little spider is crying, let me help you with that little bird—

Tommy widened his eyes when he saw the figure in front of him.

A character that disappears too.. and the character with great power that is unknown..

BadBoyHalo..

Sapnap's father.

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Tommy's eyes were wide looking at the person in front of them.

Tubbo had stepped in front of him unconsciously, Tommy blinked as he looked at Tubbo, then bit his lip looking at the person who was there in front of all of them.

Before he could even say a word, Philza stepped forward.

-oh, wow, it seems that this is the "first" time we've met, isn't it, Bad?-

Of course, Philza and Bad know each other through letters, but "never" in people, he doesn't know from which letters, but that's just mentioned.

Bad smiled, despite having a scary appearance, he was more like a cinnamon bun that couldn't attack someone with bad intentions.

-Yes, I must admit that in this way I would not have liked it to be our "first" meeting, Philza-

Tommy could feel for some reason a tension in the place, he pressed his son a little more against him, who was no longer crying, what's more, he had calmed down after a few minutes, however he only sobbed, before falling asleep in his mother's arms.

He can remember that also in the novel there is a similar atmosphere, but not as heavy as now... What is happening?... he doesn't understand a single shit what is happening.

The environment was heavy for him, but the others were not affected, why the fuck is he the only one who could feel it?

It's fucking shit, he frowned a little, but smiled, a tik on his forehead.

-Excuse me... How did you know about the second exit?-

The question he asked apparently managed to distract the fight between those two... so it was a fact, right?

He was waiting for the answer but Bad just smiled.

-Philza told me and I had the feeling that I had to come here, it seems that I was right when I did-

-Phil, what the fuck?-

Tubbo frowned at Philza while Tommy looked between the two of them, then forced a smile.

-oh, Phil told you..? I see, uhm... who are you... really?-

The Sindicate members looked at him, but then they looked at Bad, who just smiled, luckily they knew that Tommy had to pretend, they weren't stupid, but for Tommy the most idiots in the Sindicate are Wilbur and Tubbo.

-ah, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself, I'm BadBoyHalo, but you can call me Bad, little songbird-

little songbird..? that sounded nice, it was a nice nickname, all right, she suddenly felt her cheeks start to burn.

-It's nice to meet you Mr. Bad, I... I'm Tommy Innit-

He smiled looking at the demon who smiled back gently at the avian.

-It's a pleasure to meet you too Tommy, I hope we can get along at some point-

-I expect the same-

It seemed as if there were flowers around Tommy and Bad, because he must admit that another favorite character of his is Bad, he doesn't have much recognition and suffers from the loss of his only son, Sapnap.

oh.. Yeah, he forgot about this scene.

It happens during chapter 19, before going to chapter 20 of the novel.

When Bad makes his first entry there is some tension between him and Philza, since it was rumored by theories of the same novel that both were teammates but that they had difficult times that had prevented them from forming a friendship between them.

So they distanced themselves and then continued their lives until the present day of the novel.

It was thanks to Michael and Ranboo that they became close again during these moments... but Ranboo is not here! And he didn't plan on taking that risk.

No matter how much he loved Bad as someone passive and calm in the novel, he was also a tyrant in it, because at some point he was on the side of the green god but he abandoned him if it was mentioned in the novel, because he did not like the things that were done.

However, Bad appeared after two months of Ranboo mission and that they found Michael.. he wasn't supposed to appear right now.

Or is that changed by the fact that he went to rescue Michael by changing the timeline of the novel?

That could make sense.

He didn't realize how long he was thinking before then feeling a blow on his back that made him gasp in surprise.

He turned quickly to see that the one who provoked that was Wilbur, who had an amused smile.

"-fucking bitch-"

Tommy thought with his frown looking at the siren guy.

He smiled once more.

-I'm sorry, did I miss something? I spent more time in my thoughts than usual-

-almost nothing Toms, only Bad and Phil are talking-

Wilbur replied nonchalantly as he turned his back on Tommy and walked over to his brother.

He hadn't even realized they were walking away from the lair as well.

Wait a minute.. Toms?.. oh, oh no..

Tommy's face began to turn blue as he thought about the worst case scenarios as to why Wilbur called him “Toms”, he didn't call anyone by any nickname other than the Syndicate or Ranboo.

Why did you give him a nickname?

"-dear XD of this novel, don't let these bitches get attached to me, I want a peaceful life with my son-"

She whimpered internally as she shook her head.

In his arms was Shroud, his son and next to him was Michael, okay, they must be heading... to the lair, right?

Okay, he... he can do this, it's not like something's going to happen out of nowhere...

He better keep quiet, which is later fulfilled and he really doesn't want to try his luck in dying.

He kept his gaze forward, however with one arm he carried Shroud and with the other he grabbed Michael by the hand.

The walk was... suffocating, because you could still feel the tension between Bad and Philza, but no one else noticed.

"-of course, they are murderous bitches, I'm not surprised-"

He huffed internally before keeping an eye out for whatever was going to happen.

Philza was really calm, but Tommy knew something, he read Philza well thanks to the novel, because even if he looks calm, inside he must be holding the urge to send Bad to hell.

The truth is that he doesn't understand what the problem was between them, although he must admit it, Bad is the only one he's really trusting to live with right now.

Because there are several ways that he died, but he doesn't want to think about any of them... so... why not talk to Bad for a while?

Well, he'll do that, then steeling himself, he walks over to Bad with Michael's hand in his hand so he doesn't get lost.

-Excuse me, Mr. Bad-

Bad turned to see Tommy who had spoken to him.

But he smiled.

-just call me Bad, honey-

-ah, okay, so, uhm... Bad, I'd like to ask something... you don't mind right?-

Bad's smile made him smile, it was really cute, because as said in the Novel, Bad could have a smile that could unfreeze someone's cold heart, because it worked with Techno.

They didn't even realize that Philza was looking at them, with a look that would kill in one fell swoop if it could.

-Of course I don't mind little Songbird, what is your question?-

Tommy smiled as he held Michael's hand.

-uhm.. What do you know about the green god?-

By itself there wasn't much information in the novel about the green god, but the one who knew the most about that subject... was BadBoyHalo, after all, he was at some point a member of the green god himself.

And if anyone could answer that question... it was him.

Bad had stopped walking, and then Tommy too, for a moment he thought the worst, but then he only saw that he smiled at him, taking his shoulder for comfort, as if he... as if he knew... that he was afraid of something...

-Calm down, there is no need to be scared my child, let me tell you a few words about him, he is an egocentric and bossy god-

That... is enough for him, do he suppose?... but it's better not to push his luck anymore, seeing that he had begun to walk again.

So she followed him as if she were following her protector.

He supposes that a relationship between the two began from there, when Bad started a conversation with him, and simply followed him animatedly.

He didn't even notice how four of the Syndicate members stared at Bad like daggers, while the other two watched with amusement and interest.

Ah, this trip was going to be fun.