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Tommy knew it was a bad idea. So did Niki. As he took off his apron and said goodbye to his friend/boss, she asked him if he had a ride home. He responded by saying that no, he doesn’t have a ride home and that he’ll just walk. She begged him to let her drive him home saying that it’s not safe out when it’s dark and that there have been more vampire attacks than normal. Despite the warning, he declined her offer and walked out the door reassuring Niki that he’ll be safe. Needless to say, that was a lie.

It’s not exactly his fault, per se. Well, actually it is. Instead of sticking to the well-lit main roads, Tommy decided to take a shortcut through the alleyways to get home. Maybe it could be considered a faster route due to the fact that he’s running for his life to get to his apartment.

The most terrifying part of running from a vampire is the fact that you can’t hear them. You have no idea how close they are; you just keep running. Tommy knows these streets very well. In his defense, it’s dark. And now he’s hit a dead end. He turns around with wide eyes and a heaving chest and sweat dripping down his face despite the cool fall air and searches the shadows for the vampire with the trenchcoat.

“Got you.” A voice hisses out. Despite the bad intentions, the voice makes Tommy want to relax in its smoothness. He ignores those urges. He’s heard about the way that vampires can get you just with their voices. So instead, he tenses up. “You gave me quite a chase, I’ll give you that.” The voice muses before the owner of it steps into view. Even with the darkness, Tommy can see a clear feature.

“What do you want?” Tommy asks. It’s a stupid question but it’s buying time. He doesn’t know what he’s waiting for. Nobody’s coming to save him.

“I think you know the answer to that, kid.” The vampire chuckles. “What’s your name?” He asks, walking closer to Tommy until he’s a couple of inches away.

“I’m not telling you, bitch.” The sudden surge of confidence quickly leaves when the vampire runs his fingers over his neck.

“Oh well. That’s your choice. I do like to know the name of my meal, though. I don’t like doing this. I have to. So a name gives me some source of humanity.” What the hell.

“Tommy. My name’s Tommy. Please leave me alone. I have work tomorrow and I promised my boss I’d be safe and-”

“Wilbur. My name’s Wilbur.” The vampire- no, Wilbur interrupts. Tommy snorts.

“Wilbur? What kind of weird ass name is that? It’s so odd. Wilbur. Sounds like the name of a real wrong’un. Which makes sense cause you are. That’s the name of a prick. Wil-bur.” Wilbur steps back in shock before regaining his composure.

“You’re an odd child.” He decides. Tommy scoffs at that.

“I’m not a child. I’m a big man.” Wilbur smirks.

“I’ve had fun, child, but I must hurry this up. I haven’t fed in days and- ow!” He stumbles back in pain from the blow delivered to his face.

“Yeah, no. Not my problem, prick.” Tommy kicks the vampire’s feet out from under him and bolts. He’s never been a runner. Up until now, that is. He runs towards the street lights and hits the main streets, finding a sign and running towards his shitty apartment. Speaking of which, he pulls out his phone.

“Hey, Tubs?” He pants.

“Toms? Are you okay? You’re late! Ranboo won’t stop pacing and it’s getting annoying.” His friend responds.

“Yeah. I’m almost home. I’m on Alpine Road.”

“Alpine? That’s like way out of the route between here and Niki’s! What are you doing out there?”

“Um, I kinda had a run-in with a vampire. His name was Wilbur. What kind of shit name is that, am I right? He was a real prick but I got him real good in the face. I’m pretty c-”

“A vampire?” Tubbo shouts. “Fuck, man! I told you to stay out of the alleys!”

“A vampire?” A distant voice comes through the phone.

“Yeah! He nearly got killed!” Tubbo responds.

“Oh my god.” Ranboo groans. “Of course. Tell him to hurry up!”

“Tell Ran I can hear him and that he’s quite loud and that the neighbors will probably be complaining!” Tommy retorts.

“Who cares? You nearly died!”

“I’m like a block away. I’ll see you soon.”

“Wait-” Before Tommy could hear any more, he hangs up and shoves his phone in his pocket, and slows his run to a jog. Before turning onto his street, he looks around him for any sign of that ass Wilbur. He finds nothing and turns onto his street and walks towards his apartment, sighing in relief when it comes into view. The relief is short-lived because as soon as he opens the door to the lobby, his landlord is there.

“Tommy! Your rent is late again!” He barks at him.

“I know, sir. I’ve been working double shifts trying to get the money together-”

“I don’t care. Get me the money. And tell your friends to quiet down. I got noise complaints about them yelling about vampires. Although, my life would be a lot easier if one ate you.” He mumbles the last part and walks away leaving Tommy to trudge up the stairs, utterly exhausted.

He doesn’t even get through the doorway before Tubbo is throwing himself on him.

“Fuck, man! Get in here!” He all but drags Tommy into the apartment, shutting and locking the door behind them.

“You’re never leaving this place again,” Ranboo demands.

“Well, we might have to. The landlord’s pissed and told me to tell you guys to quiet down cause of noise complaints. And the rent is late.” Tommy groans, collapsing onto the couch and grabbing the remote.

“Of course. Sam can’t pay me that much so I might have to find a second job.” Tubbo sits down next to Tommy.

“My paycheck is at the end of the week but I might be able to convince Puffy to get it to me sooner.” Ranboo sighs, rubbing his forehead. Tommy nods.

“I’ll try to do the same with Niki. Come sit, Ran. You look like you’re about to pass out.” Silently Ranboo sits down on the other side of Tommy as some HGTV show comes on. The trio bathes in the sense of togetherness. They'll always have each other.

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Tubbo wakes up first, finding himself leaning against Tommy (who’s currently snoring softly) with his head resting on his friend’s shoulder. He blinks open his eyes slowly, quickly noticing the TV that’s been left on all night. He sits up, careful not to wake up Ranboo and Tommy, and walks into the kitchen, opening the fridge and groaning softly. Like always, there’s barely anything there. Despite living in the situation, the trio often forgets that they’re broke teenagers. Tubbo sighs in defeat and takes out the half-empty carton of eggs and turns on the stove, putting a slightly dirty pan on the burner.

“Bo?” A yawn comes from the couch. “What time is it?”

“Nearly 10, Boo. What time do you have to be at work?”

“Like 11:30ish. What’s for breakfast?” Before Tubbo can answer, Tommy groans and moves closer to Ranboo.

“Quiet down. I’m tired.” He mumbles but unfortunately he’s already awake. “What’s for breakfast?”

“Pancakes and eggs and sausage and fancy juice.” Tubbo chuckles dryly. “Eggs. What else would we have? We need to go shopping soon, though.”

“We need to pay our rent first.” Ranboo remarks as he stands up leaving Tommy to flop down and stretch across the couch.

“I hate adulting.” He groans, taking his phone out of his pocket and turning it on. “Shit. I gotta go. I’m gonna be late.”

“Can’t Niki let you have the day off? You did nearly get killed yesterday.” Tubbo reminds his friend as he tugs off his shirt and pulls on one from the basket of clean laundry.

“Ugh. Don’t remind me. She’ll never let it down especially because I refused to let her drive me home.”

“What?” Ranboo squawks before getting hit lightly on the arm by Tubbo for his volume. “What?” He asks quieter.

“I didn’t wanna bother her! You can annoy me later. I gotta go. Bye!” He waves before shutting the door behind him.

“Tom!” He cringes before turning around to face his landlord. “I want the money today or you’re out of here. Got that?” Tommy nods quickly and luckily that seems to satisfy the man. He hums and walks away leaving Tommy with his thoughts as he makes his way to the bakery. It’s a cold morning and he shivers in his light t-shirt as leaves crunch beneath his feet. Other than the chill in the air, the walk is pretty normal.

“Hey, Niki! Sorry I’m late!” Tommy calls as the bell on the door jingles as it opens.

“It’s fine, Toms,” Niki responds, exiting the back with a fresh tray of pastries. “Put these in the case, will you? We’re about to open. He nods and grabs an apron, getting right to work. “Did you get home safe last night?” Shit.

“Uh, yeah.”

“See, funny that you say that.” Double shit. “Ranboo called and told me something about running into a vampire. Wanna tell me about that?” Triple shit.

“Oh, that? Yeah, it was nothing. I completely forgot about it! Punched him and got away. His name was Wilbur. Isn’t that weird? What kind of name is that?” Niki frowns at the last part.

“He gave you his name? That’s not good, Toms. He probably let you get away.” Tommy pauses the motion of putting the pastries in the case.

“What do you mean?”

“It means he likes you. I’ve heard that name before. Wilbur’s a pretty dangerous vampire. Be careful, Tommy.” After a few moments of silence, conversation resumes.

“Hey, Niki? Could you give me my paycheck early? Like today?” Niki’s face melts into one of pity and she smiles sadly.

“Of course, Toms. Late on rent again?” Tommy nods. “As soon as more money starts rolling in I’ll give you a raise.” Tommy opens his mouth to protest but Niki stops him. “You deserve it. This place wouldn’t be running without you. Ya know, I heard somewhere that Puffy is gonna give Ranboo a raise. That should help!” Tommy cocks his head.

“Since when are you talking to Puffy?” He asks and she smiles.

“Since we started dating.”

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The day moves slowly. Nothing unusual for a Monday. Around lunch, it picks up and Tommy gets to see some of his regulars. Karl tells him about some theory about time travel. Fundy laughs and denies being a furry. Bad comes in with Skeppy and orders their usual muffins and Velvet and Antfrost gives him a $5 tip. Tommy is about to hang up his apron and take a break after the lunch rush when the bell on the door rings.

“Hey, Tommy! What do you recommend?”

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“Hey, Tommy! What do you recommend?” Tommy whips around, quickly regretting it as he takes in the sight of the vampire. His eyes widen with fear before he masks it with fake confidence.

“What do you want, prick?” He demands, stomping up the counter. Wilbur gives an innocent smile.

“What do you mean? I just want food, Tommy. No need to get all angry.” He replies gently.

“Well, that’s obviously a lie.” Tommy snorts and Wilbur frowns in response. “You only eat blood. However, you will not be drinking mine. So I will say with the most disrespect possible, get the fuck out of here.”

“Wow, Tommy. I’m hurt. You’re being quite rude to a customer. I might file a complaint!”

“I think I get an excuse seeing as the customer tried to kill me last night.”

“A bit dramatic now, are we?”

“That’s it, I’m calling Niki.”

“Do it and she dies right here.” Wilbur's playful tone quickly shifts into a dangerous one making Tommy shiver.

“I don’t believe you.” He lies. Wilbur can also tell it’s a lie. They both know what the vampire is capable of.

“Wanna bet?” Wilbur asks, slightly raising his eyebrow. A few seconds of silence pass before Tommy speaks up again.

“What do you want? I know you aren’t here for food.”

“Actually, I am. I have a human friend. So let me ask again, Tommy. What do you recommend?”

“The blueberry muffin.” That’s a lie. While it’s really good, it’s the least sold item. However, Tommy doesn’t care. He just wants Wilbur to leave.

“Alright, I’ll have that then.” Tommy nods and grabs the muffin, cashing the vampire out silently. As soon as he leaves, Tommy slides to the floor with a sigh of relief.

“Toms? Are you okay?” Niki’s voice calls as she exits the kitchen. “What happened?”

“Wilbur happened.” Niki frowns and quickly takes off her apron, pulling out her phone and talking quickly.

“Shit. We gotta get you protected. He probably wants you as a fledgling. I can get my coven together and you can-”

“Your coven?”

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Even after three days of staying with Niki’s coven, Tommy still hasn’t gotten used to it. The coven consists of Fundy, a man with orange hair who’s a bit older than Ranboo, Puffy, much to the trio’s relief but surprisingly revealed that she’s Fundy’s sire, Jack, Niki’s brother who Tommy banters with incessantly, and Eret who’s an absolute icon according to Tommy. The only two that are vampire-related are Fundy and Puffy. The rest of the group had lost their sires or ran away from their original covens. While the trio knows they’re safe, it’s a bit unsettling being surrounded by vampires. At one point Tommy asked Niki why she’s a baker despite not being able to eat anything other than blood and she explained that before she was turned she enjoyed baking.

Tommy tries to ignore the eerie feeling that comes with being a human surrounded by vampires and attempts to enjoy the time he spends with his new friends. However, Tubbo and Ranboo are different stories. Tubbo has spent all his time on edge and slightly hostile in a manner that scares even the vampires. Ranboo spends his time trying to calm down Tubbo even though he has to admit that the situation is a bit unnerving. The three share a room in the abandoned motel where the coven takes residence in. An unexpected friendship formed between Tubbo and Fundy on the second day when the man revealed that he ran away from being captured by Wilbur. Puffy had to turn him in order to protect him from Wilbur.

“Fuck.” Tubbo groans from his bed. Ranboo and Tommy perk up. “Fucking landlord’s wanting rent.”

“You never gave it to him?” Ranboo asks loudly.

“Well,” Tommy explains, “It was a pretty chaotic day. Why don’t we just move here?”

“You seem to forget that these are vampires.” Tubbo hisses.

“We can trust them!”

“Yeah. We can trust them now but one day they won’t have enough blood in their systems and will turn to the nearest source: us. We’re staying here for now until that Wilbur guy backs off but don’t think for a second that this is permanent.”

“I think you’re being a bit dramatic, Tubs. They have that deal with the blood bank, remember?”

“What about when there’s a shortage of blood? They can’t afford to give up blood to a group of vampires!”

“You’re being ridiculous!” Tommy yells, standing up from his bed. “They have given us protection and food and shelter and when we offer to give them anything in return they refuse. I get that you’re scared and shit but now you’re just being rude. I trust them. If you don’t, you can leave.”

“Fine,” Tubbo says plainly, standing up as well and walking towards the door. “Come back to the apartment when you’ve come to your senses.” With that, the boy leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

After a few seconds of silence, Tommy turns towards his bed and kicks it.

“Fuck!” He screams causing Ranboo to jump up and restrain his friend as he attempts to punch his leg. Tears leak from his eyes uncontrollably as he sobs loudly, Ranboo crying quietly from behind.

“It’s okay, Toms. It’s alright. He’ll come back.” Ranboo says through tears, barely managing to keep his voice steady.

“It’s all my fault, Ran. I told him to leave! I should’ve listened to him! I gotta go after him!”

“No. As soon as you leave this place, Wilbur will be on top of you. He doesn’t care about Tubbo. He’ll be fine and will come back once he cools off.” Without warning, Tommy falls to the floor and Ranboo sinks down next to him, wrapping his arm around his friend.

“What happened?” Niki asks frantically, throwing the door open. “Where did Tubbo go?” The question just makes Tommy cry louder.

“He left. He and Toms had an argument and Tubbo left.” Ranboo explains. Niki frowns.

“Oh god. He’ll be back though, right? I know he isn’t particularly thrilled about staying with vampires but he’ll come back for you guys.”

“He was saying such mean things!” Tommy sobs out in a broken voice. “He said that you’ll lose control and you’ll kill us and- and- he’s wrong! You wouldn’t hurt us! I told him to leave! It’s my fault!” Niki’s face softens at the confession from the boy.

“Oh, honey. It’s not your fault. He’s just stressed and you were stressed and you both said things out of anger. He’ll be back. It’ll all be okay.” Tommy nods slowly. Niki wouldn’t lie to him. And it makes sense!

He’ll be back.

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“Shit!” Tommy shouts over the incessant beeping from the smoke detector. “Take the tray out of the oven!” Ranboo nods and grabs oven mitts, coughing through the puff of smoke that pushes against his face as he opens the oven door and all but throws the tray of burnt cookies on the counter.

“What are you two doing?” Puffy yells into the smokey kitchen as Niki takes the batteries out of the smoke detector.

“We were making cookies before Boo managed to fuck it up!”

“Hey!” Ranboo squawks at the insult coming from Tommy. “You left me alone so that makes it your fault!”

“I had to go to the bathroom! I was gone for like five minutes! What did you even do?” Silence meets the question.

“Ranboo, what made the cookies burn?” Puffy asks slowly.

“Well,” Ranboo responds with a sheepish grin. “I may have turned up the oven so the cookies would bake faster.” Tommy groans dramatically and Niki raises her eyebrows.

“How hot did you make the oven?” She asks.

“Um, like maybe 500.” He admits and Niki’s jaw drops in response.

“For fucks sake!” Tommy shouts and Puffy simply rolls her eyes and opens a window before exiting the room.

“What made you think that was a good idea?”

“Come on, Niki. You’ve never wondered what would happen?”
“No!”

“Well, in my defense I’ve never baked cookies.”

“I’m done.” Niki sighs, throwing her hands up in the air and walking out of the room. After a few seconds of silence, Tommy speaks up.

“Wow. You officially broke Niki.”

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Tommy and Ranboo try to distract themselves from the absence of their best friend but, at the end of the day, it’s obvious that they aren’t complete without Tubbo. The three boys have been together as long as they can remember. It’s odd with one of them missing. Niki and the rest of her coven warned against Tommy and Ranboo going out but the two ignored them.

“It’s been over a week, Niki,” Tommy argues. “He’s not coming back. If it’s that dangerous for us, then it’s dangerous for him. He’s alone. We aren’t.”

“Fine. But if you’re not back by night, we’re going to alert the police and send out a search party.” Despite the expectation the boys have for playfulness to her threat, she’s completely serious. Ranboo nods and pulls Tommy towards the door as he opens his mouth to argue.

“Come on. We’re running out of time.” Ranboo declares and after a second of hesitation, Tommy nods, and the two walk out of the door. It takes a second to adjust to the sunlight after being inside for two weeks. The first thing they notice is that nothing has changed. It confuses them. As they walk through the streets toward their apartment they can’t ignore the lack of stares. It seems that nobody has noticed their disappearance.

“Something’s wrong.” Tommy frowns, looking around in suspicion.

“It makes sense. They have no idea what’s going on with us and it doesn’t affect them. Their lives don’t have to stop because ours do.”

“No, that’s not it. Something’s off. I just don’t know what.”

“You’re probably just nervous to see Tubbo. I am too.” Ranboo dismisses Tommy’s worries. Tommy prepares to argue but decides against it and the two continue to walk in silence. Once they arrive in front of their apartment, they stop and stare at the building looming over them. Ranboo looks over to Tommy whose hands are shaking by his sides. “It’s gonna be okay.”

“Yeah.” Is all Tommy says before heading into the building. To their surprise, they don’t spot their landlord as they head up the stairs and knock on the door to their apartment. Shuffling from behind the door meets the knocking.

“Hold on!” Tommy almost sobs at the sound of Tubbo’s voice. Instead, he grips Ranboo’s hand and squeezes it. When the movement grows closer to the door, it stops unexpectedly and murmuring is heard. After a few seconds which seems like hours, the door opens.

“Hey, Tubs,” Ranboo says awkwardly. “We-” He can’t get anything else out as Tubbo barrels into the two, holding them tight with tears leaking out of his eyes.

“I’m sorry! I missed you so much but I thought you didn’t want me-”

“Well, that’s stupid.” Tommy scoffs. “It was horrible without you. I mean, I only had Ranboob over here.” Tubbo gives a wet laugh and releases them as Ranboo lets out an offended squawk.

“The landlord hasn’t bothered me in a while. I think he’s finally giving us a break.”

“Enjoy it while it lasts, boys.” Ranboo chuckles.

“I think- I think I want to move out and move in with Niki.” Tubbo admits.

“Yeah. That sounds good.” The trio smile, finally reunited.

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The boys laugh loudly at the glares they receive for their rambunctious behavior.

“Fuck off!” Tubbo yells, flipping off an elderly couple. “People are so judgmental these days!”

“Probably cause you’ve been swearing at everyone,” Ranboo responds in a snarky tone.

“Fuck off, Ran. You’re part of the problem.”

“Excuse me, boys!” A shout interrupts their joy. “Could you come help me?” Tommy is the first to spot the source of the voice.

“That’s an ugly hat.” He declares.

“Tommy! Be nice!” Ranboo gasps, elbowing his friend.

“He’s not wrong. Who wears fucking bucket hats?” Tubbo agrees much to Ranboo’s dismay. To the trio’s surprise, the man laughs.

“And you’re talking about judgemental people. Can you come help hold a ladder for me? I’m trying to empty the gutter and I don’t have the best balance.” Ranboo frowns.

“I’m not sure that’s a good-”

“Of course!” Tommy interrupts. “Come along, boys. Let’s do a good deed and help an old man.”

“Thanks, mate! Just this way.” The man gives a kind smile and heads toward what the boys assume is his house. It’s a safe bet seeing the ladder and the dirty gutter.

“I got it! I am the biggest man after all!” Tommy shouts, running up to the ladder as his friends roll their eyes. The man looks on with a fond smile before climbing up the ladder and getting to work. The four engage in friendly chatter with the occasional joke from Tommy and laughter from the other three. Ranboo stays quiet, the exception being the occasional jab at his friends.

“Thanks, mate.” The man grins as he climbs down the ladder. Wanna come inside for some tea? It’s the least I could do to pay you back for your help.”

“Um, I’m not so sure-”

“Why not?” Tubbo interrupts Ranboo. “Ran, if he was gonna kill us he would’ve done it already.” Ranboo’s eyebrows furrow in thought before he looks up and nods. The man leads them to the door and brings them into a warm house.

“You kids can go over to the couch while I make the tea.” The man says and heads off into what the boys assume is the kitchen. They hear dishes being moved and a shout from the kitchen. “My son’s home so don’t be surprised if you see him!” Ranboo frowns at that and turns to his friends.

“Why would he need our help if he has a son that’s home? I think we should leave.” He whispers.

“His son probably can’t help.” Tommy whispers back. “He might not be able-bodied. Come on.” The three make their way to the couch, only slightly surprised when they see a figure on the couch reading a book. As they make their way around the couch to introduce themselves to the man, they freeze.

“Shit.”

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“Shit.” Tommy swears, looking around the room for an escape.

“You know, Toms,” Wilbur says smoothly. “You really shouldn’t go off with strangers. You might run into danger. You’re lucky that I don’t want to hurt you. Who are your friends?” The three stand in silence, fear running through their bodies. “Oh, come on now. Don’t be like that! Have a seat! Phil should be almost done with the tea.”

“Come on,” Ranboo whispers and starts to back up.

“I wouldn’t leave if I were you, mate.” The man Phil says from behind them making them all jump. “We really don’t want to hurt you but we will if we have to. So have a seat. I made tea for you three just like I said.” Tubbo scowls but walks over to the couch opposite Wilbur, Tommy and Ranboo following.

“Good. Now-”

“Niki’s gonna come. She’s gonna kill you.” Tommy blurts out. “It would be in your best interest to let us go.” To his surprise, the vampires laugh.

“Niki is all talk. Maybe she can fight some fledglings but against us, she has no chance and she knows it. She’s not coming.” Phil smiles.

“Well, she has a coven. They’ll all come.” Ranboo argues.

“They’re also pretty weak. Fundy is too scared to even think about me.” Wilbur counters.

“He has a sire now. You don’t hold any power over him.”

“But is he brave enough to face the trauma?” The silence that follows is enough of a response by itself. “Exactly. I’d consider myself lucky if I were you. I’ve grown to love you dearly after that night. I understand that you and your friends are a package deal so we’ll take all three of you. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“No! You aren’t taking us!” Tubbo shouts and Phil and Wilbur laugh again.

“I like your spirit. Maybe we’ll come to love you as much as Wilbur loves Tommy.” Phil smiles. He seems to do that a lot.

“You don’t love me.” Tommy scoffs. “You’re fucking creepy. Possessive and shit. You don’t even know me!”

“That’s a lie, Tommy.” Tommy shuts his mouth uncontrollably. “I love you. I know you. I’ve watched you ever since that night. I had no idea where you went when you went to Niki’s but I was thrilled when Tubbo left. I knew you would go after him. I know you. I know that the blueberry muffins at the bakery are your least favorite. I know that you used to hate your birthday but your friends convinced you to celebrate it. I know that you’re nothing. But with me, you’ll be my everything.” Tears prickle at the corners of Tommy’s eyes and his friends grip his hands.
“Fuck off, creep.” Tubbo disrupts the silence. “You aren’t getting him. Do yourselves a favor and fuck off.”

“Careful, mate,” Phil warns, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “Wilbur doesn’t like being spoken to like that.”

“Screw this. We’re leaving.” Ranboo spits and starts to stand up before being shoved back down on the couch by a new vampire who seems to have teleported in front of him.

“Sit back down, kid.” A monotone voice demands.

“Techno! Glad you’re here!” Phil grins at the vampire.

“So this is the kid that Wilbur wants?” Techno says, clearly unimpressed. Wilbur gives a low growl and Tommy’s stomach flutters with the feeling of protection while Techno raises his hands in mock surrender. “Bruh. Calm down.”

“Stop being a dick, Technoblade.” Wilbur replies causing Phil to roll his eyes and sigh dramatically.

“Boys, why don’t you both just relax? Wilbur is clearly attached to his new fledgling, Tech, and it’ll only get worse until he’s fully turned.”

“I’m not dealing with his shit! This is-”

“Fledgling?” Tommy interupts loudly. “There is no fucking way I’m going to be that creep’s fledgling. Niki will be here any second now and-”

“Oh, Toms. We’ve been through this. They won’t come. They’re weak and they know it. No one is going to save you. Except for me, that is.”

“Hello?” A voice calls from outside the house making everyone freeze. “Hello?” It calls again and Phil stands up slowly, walking towards the door and opening it slowly.

“Hey!” A man greets from the other side of the door and Tommy tries to hide a wince from the sudden squeezing of his hand from Tubbo. “I was out for a walk and I noticed that your ladder has been out for a while.”

“Oh! I completely forgot about that! Thanks for reminding me, mate. Have a nice night!” Phil starts to close the door but the man puts out his hand to stop it.

“Want some help bringing it inside? It looks pretty heavy.”

“No need.” Phil dismisses with a wave of his hand. “My son can help me.” The man frowns, staring deep into Phil’s eyes.

“Then why did you need help from those boys?”

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“Then why did you need help from those boys?” The silence is deafening following the man’s comment. Everyone in the house tenses, the three boys on the couch preparing to make a run for it and the vampires preparing to kill the man.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Phil lies with a neutral face. The man raises his eyebrow in response. “Oh! Yeah, them. They’re my nephews.”

“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sam and I’m Tubbo’s boss. I know for a fact that he’s never mentioned an Uncle Phil or cousins Wilbur and Technoblade. So I suggest you let the boys go before things get ugly.” Phil snorts out a laugh and smiles a crooked grin.

“I don’t think you know who you’re threatening, mate."

"On the contrary, Phil," Sam smirks. “I don't think you know who you're threatening." The words are smooth leaving his mouth. Once he finishes speaking, his arm seems to move in slow motion but is too fast to notice before his fist lands against Phil's face. "Boys! Run!" Tubbo jumps off the couch, all but dragging Tommy and Ranboo off the couch. Out of the corner of his eye, Ranboo spots Wilbur standing up and reaching toward Tommy.

"No!" Ranboo yells out and kicks Wilbur in the crotch before resuming running. The boys ignore the string of curses leaving his mouth and start dodging Technoblade.

"Tom!" Sam's voice calls out. "Come here!" Tommy does just that, bolting through the living room toward his friend's boss. "Run!" Sam yells, shoving the boy out the door.

"But what about-"

"I got it! Run!" Tommy prepares to protest more but his mind goes blank as he sees Phil standing up from his position on the floor and dashes outside.

"Toms!" Arms grab him and wrap him into a hug as Niki whispers soothing words.

"Come on, Niki!" Sam screams, shoving Tubbo and Ranboo toward the pair. Niki nods and turns Tommy around, dragging him to a nearby van. "Hurry! We don't have ti-" Sam's voice is cut off a soon replaced by a scream from Tubbo.

"Tubs?" Tommy pulls away from Niki and turns to face his friend. "What's- holy shit!" He yells as he takes in Sam laying on the ground with blood leaking out of two holes in his neck. Tommy's eyes slowly raise to meet Phil's as the man wipes the blood off of his chin.

"Come on! Let's go!" Fundy's voice follows the sound of a car door being thrown open. "Keep running!" Despite his wishes to go comfort his friend, Tommy feels hands pulling him to the car. They only make it a few steps before they hear Ranboo scream. A scream joins Ranboo’s; one filled with heartbreak and distress. It sounds like Wilbur.

“Don’t turn around!” Niki demands before calling out to Tubbo and Ranboo. “Boys! Get to the car!” A small smile comes across Tommy’s tear-stained face as he spots Eret opening the car door for him.

“Hey, Tommy!” They greet as he slides onto the seat. Her eyes dart around the car and he frowns. “Where are your friends?”

“Here!” Puffy yells, opening the car door and pushing in Tubbo and Ranboo. She slams the door shut and runs over to the passenger door and hops in. “Where’s Jack?”

“He’s holding them off while I get the car started!” Niki explains, her voice accompanied by the engine starting up. The van jolts forward as she tests out the gas pedal. With a victorious grin, Niki rolls down the window. “Jack! We’re ready!” Jack doesn’t respond and her smile falters. “Jack?”

“Oh my god!” Tubbo screeches at a thudding sound from the back of the car. Tommy stares at the sight in horror before turning back to Niki.

“Drive!”

“But what about-”

“Don’t turn around. Just drive. Jack is fine. He found another car.” Everyone can tell that’s a lie but Niki presses down on the gas pedal anyway. Tommy feels his eyes flutter shut with exhaustion and he almost succumbs to sleep but Eret shakes him awake.

“Not yet. We aren’t safe yet. It’s just a break.” Tommy tries to scowl at her but finds it impossible with the comforting look they give him. Tommy flops his head over to look at his friends and make a joke that he hasn’t quite come up with yet but the words freeze in his throat as he looks at the two. Ranboo looks up at Tommy with red eyes and motions to Tubbo with his head. The boy is shaking and clearly dissociating. Tears pour freely from his eyes and Tommy can’t help but stare. So many lives had been lost for him. He tries to ignore the question pounding in his head and bask in the sense of safety but he can’t. The question remains.

Why?

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The car ride is slow and quiet, the exception being the occasional sobs from Niki or Tubbo. Tommy has to hold himself back from cracking a joke to lighten the mood. The bumping of the car lulls Tommy to sleep and his head lays against Eret’s shoulder. She wraps his arm around the boy’s shoulder while trying to keep their tears quiet.

“Tommy?” He says quietly in an attempt to wake him up gently. “Toms?”

“Yeah?” Tommy yawns, his eyes blinking open.

“We’re back.” Ranboo mutters, climbing out of the car and guiding Tubbo toward the hotel.

“Oh.” Tommy replies plainly, exiting the van after Ranboo. He walks numbly towards the motel and follows the familiar path to his room.

“I’m gonna get Tubs some water. I’ll be up in a bit.” Ranboo smiles sadly and turns toward the kitchen. Tommy’s feet drag beneath him as he opens the door to his room and he collapses on the bed. Sleep nearly claims him before he hears a voice.

“Hey, Toms. You didn’t think you could escape that easily, did you?” Tommy sits up quickly, his vision blurring for a second. “You look so tired, love.” Wilbur frowns, sitting next to him and wrapping his arm around him. “I’m sorry I hurt your friends but you have to understand that I had no choice. They were trying to take you away from me! My little fledgling.”

“I’m not your fucking fledgling.” Tommy growls despite him leaning into the vampire’s touch.

“Sure you aren’t, love.”

“What the fuck?” Tubbo screams from the doorway. “Get away from Tommy!” The words snap Tommy out of his trance and he shoves the man away. Tubbo grips Tommy’s arm and pulls him away from the bed.

“Where is everyone?” Ranboo asks from behind them.

“What do you mean? They’re downstairs.” Tommy reminds him.

“Nobody is responding!” The three turn their heads toward the grinning vampire.

“What the fuck.” Tommy’s voice shakes in horror.

“I told you. I had no choice.”

“Boys!” Niki yells, grabbing the trio and ushering them out the door. “They got Eret. Puffy is waiting by the van!” She fills them in as they run down the halls to the entrance.

“How did they get here so fast?”

“No idea. They’re dangerous, Toms.”

“Niki! Are you alright, my love?” Puffy yells while running up to her girlfriend.

“Of course.” Niki responds, giving Puffy a quick kiss on her cheek. “Alright,” She declares, turning to Tubbo, Tommy, and Ranboo. “Are you read-”

“Niki?” Puffy’s voice wavers with weakness. “I-” Is all she can get out before stumbling into Niki’s arm, the blade in her chest digging in deeper.

“Puffy? Come on, wake up.” The blood rushing through Tommy’s ears blocks out Niki’s begging.

“You really are putting up a fight?” Technoblade’s voice rings through his head as the vampire seemingly teleports next to Tommy. “I don’t want you either but Wilbur seems to be hooked. Don’t make me kill Niki too.”

“Fuck off.” Tommy mutters harshly.

“No, I don’t think I will.”

“Tommy!” Niki screams through her sobs. “Run!” He nods, understanding his only choice, and runs out to the street.

“I don’t think you want to do that, Tommy.” Even with the distance between Tommy and Wilbur, the vampire’s voice echoes in his ears making the boy freeze. “Turn around, love.” All control is lost in Tommy and he turns around. Before he can fully comprehend the sight of Niki’s body on the ground and Tubbo and Ranboo being held up against Phil and Techno with knives pressed to their throats Tommy screams. The air smells of blood but all Tommy can focus on is Wilbur approaching him.

“I don’t want to hurt them but you know I will. I’m not letting anything get in between us, Toms. I love you. So either you come with us and your friends live or we take you and they die. It’s your choice.” Without a verbal response, Tommy slowly walks to Wilbur. “Good. Let them go.” Ranboo and Tubbo fall forward, coughing and sputtering as the vampires release them. Before he knows it, Tommy is being wrapped into a hug and Wilbur is whispering into his ear.

“You’re all mine, my love.”

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Tommy doesn’t know what happened. Wilbur’s voice filled his head as the vampire’s hot breath tickled his neck raising goosebumps against his skin. His eyes met Tubbo’s and Ranboo’s and everything went dark. Well, his vision, that is. Tommy could hear the vampires talking about him. Wilbur spoke lovingly, Phil with a fondness for Wilbur, and Technoblade out of pure annoyance. Tommy decides that Techno is his favorite because of their mutual longing for Tommy to leave.

“Toms? Wake up, my love.” Tommy groans, his eyes opening against his will. He really would rather not wake up. The light is harsh once his eyes open causing him to lift his hand to shield them. “Oh, I’m sorry about that. Hey, Tech. Lower the lights please?” Techno grumbles but the lights dim allowing Tommy to sit up and take in his surroundings.

“Where am I?” He asks, not even trying to pretend to be unafraid.

“You’re home, Tommy. This is our room. That’s my bed over there.” Wilbur explains, pointing over to a bed across the room and making Tommy suddenly aware of the softness of the bed underneath him.

“We’re… sharing a room?” Tommy asks in disgust.

“Of course, darling! Just the two of us. Sire and fledgling.”

“I’m not you’re fucking- where’s Tubbo and Ranboo? What did you do to them?”

“They’re safe. They’re in their room in the basement.” Wilbur smiles, completely oblivious to Tommy’s horror.

“Why the basement? There’s no other room?”

“Well, if they were any closer, they would try to interrupt the bonding process when I turn you.”

“You aren’t turning shit,” Tommy growls, standing up from the bed and running to the door. “Why won’t this thing open?”

“You really think I’d leave you access to an unlocked door? I’ve already worked quite hard to get my hands on you and you aren’t getting away again.”

“But-”

“No buts, sweetheart. Now get back over here and we can finally talk.”

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The conversation seems to last forever. However, it’s not really a conversation. It’s more of Wilbur talking about himself and how much he loves Tommy in a poor attempt to get Tommy to talk.

“Boys,” Phil interrupts at some point by poking his head through the doorway. “It’s almost time for dinner!”

“Alright, we’ll be right there!” Wilbur grins. Phil offers a smile back and walks down what Tommy assumes is a hall. “Normally we just have blood,” Wilbur says casually, turning back to Tommy. “But we got some food for you and your friends!”

“It’s probably shit, just like you and the rest of this hellhole.” Tommy scowls.

“Stop being so dramatic, Toms. At least try to enjoy yourself. Now, come on.” Wilbur says cheerfully, jumping off the bed and offering Tommy his hand. Tommy ignores the offer and stands up on his own. Wilbur opens the door and leads Tommy out of the room and the two walk in silence down the halls which are decorated to seem like a mansion. Eventually, they reach the dining room, and Tommy races forward to his friends at the sight of them.

“Tubs! Ran! They haven’t hurt you, right? I’ll kill them if they do.” He declares as he hugs them.

“We’re fine. I mean, at least we’re sharing a room.” Tubbo smiles, just as relieved to see Tommy.

“Where are you staying?”

“A dungeon.” Ranboo deadpans. Tubbo laughs at Tommy’s shocked expression.

“Relax, Toms. It’s not actually a dungeon. Just looks like one but I highly doubt it’s actually one.”

“No, it’s a dungeon.” Technoblade smirks.

“Oh, you fucking-” Tommy growls, stomping up to Techno and glaring at him. “I’ll fucking kill you, you know that? They don’t deserve a fucking dungeon. They deserve a luxury suite or some shit. I’ll kill you!” Despite Tommy’s threats, Techno continues to wear a smug smirk on his face.

“Sure you will, kid. They’re staying in the dungeon.” Tommy opens his mouth to argue but Phil claps his hands loudly making everyone jump.

“Alright, enough of that! Let’s eat.” He sits down at the head of the long table and the trio sits next to each other, Tommy in the middle. Wilbur sits down across from Tommy and Techno sits next to Wilbur, rolling his eyes dramatically.

“How was your talk?” Phil asks drinking a glass of what’s probably blood. Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo stare at their plates, too weary of what they might contain to eat.

“Relax. If we wanted to kill you, we would’ve done it already.” Techno informs them plainly through sips of the blood. The boys don’t make a move to eat, even with the reassurance.

“It wasn’t much of a talk if you want to know the truth,” Wilbur responds sadly to Phil’s question.

“Aw, why’s that, mate?” Phil asks, pity filling his voice.

“My little fledgling just doesn’t seem to want to talk!” Tommy tenses, ready to pounce but is stopped by Ranboo putting his hand on his. “I don’t think he understands that I love him.”

“Of course, he doesn’t.” Techno scoffs. “He’s a human kidnapped by a vampire he barely knows. He isn’t your little pet, Wil.” Wilbur hisses at that, jumping up from his seat to look down on Technoblade.

“He’s mine.” The determination in his voice makes Tommy sink into himself.

“He’s not fucking yours!” Tubbo shouts, standing up and shoving his chair back. “Tommy is his own fucking person. You’re just a fucking creepy vampire that kidnapped us!”

“Careful, mate,” Phil warns gently. “Wil’s deep in his instincts. You might not want to pick a fight.”

“Fuck his instincts! Fuck this! Techno is right! He’s not yours. Tommy will never be yours.” Wilbur storms to their side of the table, gripping Tommy’s arm harshly and pulling him up to him.

“Mine.” He hisses before dragging Tommy down the halls and to their room. Wilbur throws Tommy on the bed and lays down next to him, holding Tommy as close as possible. “Mine.”

“I’m not fucking-”

“Say it.” Wilbur demands, digging his nails into Tommy. After a moment of silence, a whimpering voice speaks up.

“Yours.”

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Tommy doesn’t know how long he’s been staying with the vampires. He figures it’s been a while. His time allowed with Tubbo and Ranboo has been becoming less and less and his time forced to spend with Wilbur has been more and more. He barely even gets to see Technoblade anymore. While Wilbur and Tommy spend most of their time together, Tommy barely talks, much to Wilbur’s frustration. He only gets to see Tubbo and Ranboo at meal times. He used to cry about it at night until Wilbur caught him and forced him to cuddle. Tommy is extremely reluctant to admit that it was nice. He can’t remember the last time he was held like that.

“Could you at least try to cooperate with me?” Wilbur shouts, making Tommy flinch back. “You’re my fledgling whether you like it or not. You aren’t leaving. You’re never leaving. So at least talk to me. Maybe I’ll find you so insufferable that I’ll kick you out!” Despite his hatred for the vampire, Tommy feels a bit of sadness at the rejection.

“Fuck you, Wilbur. You know that’s a lie. You’re too fucking possessive and shit to let me go! You fucking kidnapped me after killing my friends and you still don’t see how creepy that is!” Tommy yells back.

“Is that all you want? For me to admit that I’m creepy? Fine! I’m creepy and possessive! Are you fucking happy? You little prick. I do so much for you and you can’t even be a little appreciative!”

“You want me to thank you for kidnapping me and killing my friends?”

“I did it for you, Tommy! They weren’t good for you! I’m good for you! Get it through your thick skull that you need me!”

“I don’t fucking need you. I’m not yours. I’m not appreciative of you. I hate you!” A slap echoes through the room and Tommy touches his cheek which is now sporting a red handprint. He looks up at Wilbur with tearful eyes and sees the vampire with a shocked expression on his face.

“Tommy, I-”

“Fuck you,” Tommy mutters and runs to the door, throwing it open and running through the halls, desperate to find somebody. Anybody.

“Kid?” A monotone voice calls making Tommy stop in his tracks.

“Techno?” Tommy whimpers back.

“What’s wro- oh fuck.” Techno sighs, staring at the red mark on Tommy’s cheek.

“Where’s Tubs and Ran? I want them.”

“Follow me,” Techno commands seriously and turns down the hall, guiding Tommy down sets of stairs and through hallways before arriving at a door at the bottom of a staircase. “Don’t do anything stupid, kid.” Is all he says before walking away. Tommy takes a deep breath and opens the door, frowning at the sight of his friends’ ‘room.’ It clearly is a dungeon; the only windows are up by the ceiling with bars in front of them and barely any lighting. Two sleeping bags sit on the concrete floor and on those sleeping bags sit Tubbo and Ranboo.

“Toms?” Tubbo notices Tommy first, standing up and rushing over to the boy. “What happened?”

“Oh my god, did he hit you?” Ranboo asks from behind Tubbo.

“Come on, we’re getting out of here. We aren't staying here any longer.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Probably not but I’m not putting up with this shit anymore.”

“Well, what’s the plan?” Ranboo asks, determination flooding his voice.

“He doesn’t have one, dumbass.” Tubbo rolls his eyes.

“Why don’t we just walk out the door?” Tommy’s voice is plain and oddly numb.

“Where’s the door?”

“We’ll find it eventually.” Tommy turns and walks out the open door, leaving Tubbo and Ranboo to rush after him. Surprisingly, it’s not that hard to find the main entrance. The boys walk up a few flights of stairs and walk around what they assume is the main level until they find giant doors.

“Holy shit.” Tubbo curses under his breath.

“Let’s go.” Ranboo’s request is all it takes for the trio to open the door (which is much heavier than it looks) and breathe in the fresh air.

“Holy shit.” Tubbo curses again.

“Holy shit indeed.” Tommy smiles in agreement. They walk down the steps, savoring the taste of the air and the warmth of the sunlight, and onto the driveway.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

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“I’m sorry, Wil! Tommy sobs, uselessly trying to pry the vampire's hand off his arm as he’s dragged along down the dark stairway. “I didn’t mean to!”

“If you didn’t mean to, why did you do it?” Wilbur growls out the obviously rhetorical question. “I love you, Toms. You love me. We all love each other and yet you disobeyed me. You tried to run.” Wilbur stops suddenly, turning to face the cowering boy. “You’re mine, Toms. And there’s nothing you can do to change that.” Just as suddenly as he stopped, Wilbur continues pulling him down the stairs, only stopping once they reached the door. “Get in there.” He demands, opening the door and throwing the boy on the floor.

“I’m sorry!” Tommy lets out another breathy sob as he picks himself up off the floor. He flinches when Wilbur starts to take long strides toward him but holds himself back from running again.

“I know you are, Toms. But we can’t let this happen again, can we?” Wilbur frowns at the lack of response from the petrified boy. “Can we?” He asks harshly.

“No,” Tommy mumbles and stares at the floor.

“Good. Bring them in!” Wilbur calls and Ranboo and Tubbo are thrown to the ground next to Tommy.

“Tubs! Ran!” Tommy cries, pulling his friends off the ground and into a hug. “I’m so sorry. This is all my fault and-”

“It’s alright, Toms. It’s okay.” Ranboo shushes him. “We’ll get through this. We always do.”

“I don’t think you will, kid.” Technoblade’s voice interrupts. “I think you’re pretty screwed.”

“Tech’s actually right for once,” Wilbur says numbly receiving a light hit on the back of his head from Phil. “Step away from Tommy, boys.” Tubbo shakes his head, gripping his friends even tighter than before.

“Just play along, Tubs.” Ranboo whispers, his usually calm voice shaking as he pulls Tubbo away from Tommy. The two step back and Tubbo lets out a shout as Wilbur grabs Tommy’s arm and pulls him against his chest.

“Good. Thank you for cooperating. That will make this a lot easier.” Wilbur smiles a sick grin and Techno and Phil walk up to Tubbo and Ranboo, standing behind them. “Now say your goodbyes.”

“What?” Tommy shrieks. “No- wh-” He breaks off into a scream as the vampires tear into the boys’ necks, ripping off a chunk of flesh and drinking in the blood. The scream turns into broken sobs as the bodies fall to the floor.

“It’s alright, Toms.” Wilbur’s smile becomes much more gentle as Tommy turns and buries his head into the vampire's chest. “It had to be done. Now, what do you have to say to me?” Tommy looks into Wilbur’s eyes with his own watery ones before lowering his head and baring his neck.

“Yours.”

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THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER THAT IS BEFORE THIS THIS IS AN A/N

Thank you so much for reading this! I love all of the comments I've gotten and I read all of them even if I don't respond! Special thanks to the frequent commenter who I will not name so I don't make others feel like shit but you know who you are (I hope). This fic was so much fun to write and y'all are so nice and ahhh /vpos

That's all I have to say so for one final time (for this fic):

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-Cyn (he/they/void/it/moon)