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Tommy’s life, at the moment, sucked. Dream had him locked in his own basement, a basement he didn’t even build, and was keeping him hostage for funsies as well as referring to himself as Tommy’s “brother” like a creep.
Today, however, was different.
“Big brotath!” Dream opened the door and- Jesus christ, he was acting even weirder, and Tommy knew he wasn’t lucky enough for it to be permanent- but this might just be his fucking chance! “Big brotath, play with me!”
Tommy took the chance. He kicked Dream upside the head and fucking bolted, running out of his house- Tubbo and Ranboo were getting a little lonely in their mansion anyways- and into the world.
He lived happily ever after, as Dream ended up dying in that basement.