TW: Thoughts of suicide, implied attempted suicide

One shot inspired by the song Our Word from 36 Questions (writing this partially cause I can't draw animatics to save my life)

Phil had long left for work, leaving a young Wilbur and Tommy home alone. Wilbur was busy practicing guitar, fussing at Tommy to leave him in peace. So the blond haired boy opened his father's study where he designed beautiful buildings, scale models of everything he worked on decorated the shelves. Sticky little fingers grabbed one of the flying toys in there, he watched as it whirled, slowly falling to the ground. Hours passed by in that room, he played with flying toys, brought down models to play with his lego's in them, he no longer felt lonely in a toy room he had made his own.

"Tommy," his brother shouted from another room as the boy put back the lavish prismarine and fake coral covered model. "Dinner's ready!"

"Coming," He called, running out the room and slamming the door behind him. Tommy froze as he heard a crash from inside, looking back in he saw the Flowerfall model in pieces on the ground. Tears started to flood his eyes as it dawned on him what had happened, Philza wasn't going to be happy. Slowly he closed the door and walked into the kitchen where Wilbur was. "Will."

"Oh my god, Tom are you okay," Wilbur knelt down to wipe away Tommy's tears.

"I-I broke Dad's Flow-Flowerfall model," Tommy gasped out trying to stop crying, "I wa-was in his office. I-I didn't me-mean to."

"Hey, it's okay, don't cry," Wilbur grabbed a napkin for Tommy. "When he comes home soon we can make everything alright. This is all we have to say: We don't remember the model in your office. It must've fallen off it's shelf alone. We know you loved it, we're so sad it's broken. But neither one of us was even home. Can you do that?"

"Yeah," Tommy sniffled.

"Good, cause it'll be our word. Against his."

After that night Tommy screwed up more and more. He hid mistakes from his father, made up Hypixal challenges to impress his brother. Whatever made the steak taste better. Whatever kept the waters calm. He was told to keep Wilbur's secrets. And in turn he'd keep Tommy's.

As he got older he got clumsier, couldn't help but cross the line. Three time nearly wrecked his life. Three times nearly came to ruin. Three times came to confide in his brother and friends. Who said they'd never leave his side. Who knew how to make it all go away. This was all they had to say:

"We never sold drugs on your land," He and Wilbur said.

"We didn't steal a thing the day you died," He and Tubbo said.

"We didn't know where George's house is, so we don't care what you found there," He and Ranboo said.

And it's their word, yes their word.

Against his.

Somebody was betrayed. He needed to leave to make the problems go away. Doesn't matter who else gets screwed, only who needs the blame. Or what they need to do to clear their name. An inconvenient truth, can't be so easily erased.

When he was 16. He was forced into exile. Tommy developed some fun habits. Starting to give up his hopes. He still remembers it so clearly. He was left alone in a ruined Logstedshire. All his stuff gone. He couldn't seem to get his mind right.

He built a tower, climbing on it as he did. Then suddenly became aware. He was too far above the ground, wouldn't survive the fall. As Tommy stood there helplessly a million thoughts raced through his mind. He thought of everyone hearing the news.

"Tommy Innit lost his last life today."

He thought about what they might say.

"My brother Tommy? No, he's on vacation. He's very happy there or so he's told."

"He's always been so goddamn independent. Thinking about no one but himself."

"My best friend, Tommy? You must be mistaken. You mean the one who was always so loyal?"

"I cared for him so much I saw him as a brother. But eventually his actions had to catch up with him."

It's be their word. Only their word.

On it's own.

Feel free to guess who Tommy thinks would say each line. Some might be obvious, I want to see what you guys think though.

Peace out Minecrafters from around the world!