Dream smp

Theme: angst
Warnings: major character death, little mentions of blood, a lot of shouting.
Characters: Tommyinnit, Wilbur (or rather his corpse), Philza, Technoblade, Tubbo, the rest of the smp

Tommy doesn't take Wilbur's death very well

Words: 1444

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"WILBUR!"

Tommy's shout echoed through what once was his beloved country, now nothing more than a smoky crater.

The boy was tired and hurt, battling two withers wasn't easy after all, but the moment he saw him, or rather his lifeless body on the floor, nothing mattered anymore.

The man he looked up at the most, his president, his beloved older brother was gone.

Before he even realized it, he broke into a run as tears started to form in the corner of his eyes.

"Tommy maybe you shouldn't-" Tubbo grabbed his hand to try to stop him but the other boy violently pulled away and kept on running towards his brother.

All the players started forming a crowd, watching sympathetically as Tommy fell on his knees next to Wilbur's body

Niki was crying and Fundy also looked distraught, but even if all the Manburgian's expressions were to be combined, their grief would've never matched Tommy's despaired shouts.

"Wilbur! You can't leave me, PLEASE! I still need you!" The blond boy cried as tears streamed down his face. None of his friends had ever seen him cry so watching him as he broke down like that was just heart shattering to them.

"P-please..." He hugged him, staining his shirt with his blood which was pouring from the huge cut on his torso.

He winced for a second as he felt a huge wing wrap around him and pull him into a hug. "Philza...you-"

"It's no use Tommy, your brother is dead." His usually confident and warm voice was broken as he clearly tried to hold back his own sobs. "He's finally found peace..."

Tommy gave Wilbur another look. His eyes weren't red anymore, like they'd been since the day they got exiled, they were back to hazel but it wasn't the familiar hazel he had when they played together when they were younger, it was dull and lifeless.

All the players surrounding them lowered their heads, from the original L'Manburgians to those who were on Schlatt's side, even Dream looked somewhat surprised by the scene, although his expression remained unreadable to most.

A terrible silence ruled over the valley, it would've been easy to break it but nobody had the courage to.

Nobody except for Tommy.

"You... YOU KILLED HIM YOU BASTARD!" Tommy shouted in a fit of rage, taking everyone off guard.

Philza's eyes widened as his youngest son broke their hug by punching him in the gut and knocking him backwards. "T-Tommy?"

The older man watched in tears as his boy grabbed Wilbur's sword, the same weapon he had plunged through his middle son's heart, and threaten him with it. There was still some blood dripping off it.

"You're the one who killed Wilbur and you somehow have the courage to try to comfort me?!" Tommy shouted, all the grief he felt for his brother had turned into rage towards his own father. "YOU'RE A MONSTER!"

The Manburgians watched the scene frozen in shock, they wanted to intervene but something inside them told them it wasn't their place to do so. All they did was send subtle glances at Techno who stood in place like the most of them and even though he was clearly trying to keep it together, his eyes were wide open.

"Tommy, please! He asked me to... I had no choice!" Philza managed to choke out between sobs. He loved his sons and killing one of them had already been a traumatizing experience for him, being hated by another would've just been too much.

"You did have a choice!" Tommy wasn't listening. "Wilbur was sick! He needed nothing but your help and what did you do?" His voice became more venomous as he went on. "You stabbed him with his own fucking sword!"

"Tommy that's enough." Technoblade said as he finally stepped between his little brother and his emotionally broken father. "You're going too far, Phil didn't-"

"So the Blood God thinks I am going too far?" Tommy raised his eyebrow, mocking his older brother. "Apparently this is way worse than rigging and entire fucking nation with TNT, am I right?!"

"This doesn't have to do with anything, you need to calm down, you're blinded by grief and aren't thinking straight!" Technoblade gritted his teeth as he saw that his words weren't moving the blond boy at the slightest.

"Except it actually has to do with a lot of things, my dear brother!" The young boy laughed, but it wasn't one of his usual contagious laughs, this one was so empty that it barely sounded like a laugh. "I tried to convince Wilbur that what he was doing was wrong and what did YOU do?"

Technoblade stood in silence, the grief in his eyes was very visible to everyone. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Tommy shouted as he pointed the sword at his throat.

"You supported him because you like chaos, not caring about the consequences, not caring about the Manburgian's lives, not caring about ME"

"Tommy I-" "NO, I don't want to hear it!"

He lowered the sword and looked at all the players around him before a sinister smirk appeared on his face.

"You know, it took me a lot of time to finally understand what you've been trying to tell me from the day I joined the Dream smp, but I think I finally got it." He cracked a sarcastic smile.

"You all despise me, don't you?"

"What?! Tommy that's not true!" Tubbo protested as he stepped forward.

"Just think about it Tubbo! Why did Dream decide to steal my disks and then sell them? Why did Eret betray us? Why did nobody stand up for Wilbur and I when we were exiled by Schlatt? Why did Techno decide to follow along Wilbur's plans even though they clearly were insane?!"

"Tommy I know we haven't been the nicest to you but-" Niki tried to back Tubbo up after she noticed his defeated expression.

"No Niki, now I finally see what I should've been able to see from the very start!" As he said that he lowered his gaze to look at Philza and Technoblade. "There's been many betrayals during the history of this server but in the end the only one who was truly betrayed... was me"

"My idols betrayed me, my friends betrayed me and now even my family betrayed me, you're just a bunch of backstabbers." He looked at his brother's sword for a few seconds before turning his back on the crowd and slowly walking away.

"Tommy wait!" Philza suddenly shouted as he got up, he made a few steps but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the hateful look Tommy was sending him. "I've already lost Wilbur, I can't lose you too, you're my son!"

"I am not your son"

Philza felt something break inside him, almost as if his heart was ripped out of his chest "Just like you aren't my brother" The boy added as he looked at Technoblade. "The only true family I had was Wilbur, and now that he's dead I don't see any reason for me to stay here."

"But what about us Tommy?! You said we needed to stick together!" Tubbo pleaded as tears started to appear on his eyes big blue eyes.

Tommy gave him a thoughtful look before turning away once again. "The only thing you got out of our friendship was trouble and pain, you deserve much better friends than me"

Before anyone could do anything to stop him, Tommy threw an enderpearl towards the edge of the woods that led to Pogtopia and appeared there. "Oh and one last thing."

"I hope that without me the Dream smp will get the peace and quiet it so desperately needs. As for me I'll just be hanging around while I think of a way to make all of you pay for taking my one and only brother away from me." A sick smile, just like Schlatt's and Wilbur's, grew on his lips. "You haven't heard the last of Tommyinnit!"

And with that the boy ran into the woods, forever leaving his life as a member of the Dream smp behind.

"Tommy!" Tubbo made an attempt to run after him but he was quickly stopped by Dream who grabbed his wrist and shook his head. Out of impulse Tubbo just hugged the older player and started crying in his hoodie.

"Dad?" Techno looked at Philza, probably hoping to hear some comforting words for him but all he got in return was a dull look before said player fell on his knees and tears started pouring down his face.

He had fucked up and with one single mistake he had lost not only Wilbur but Tommy as well.

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When Wilbur died, to me Tommy didn't seem to care that much and to be fair I was a little bit disappointed he cared so little about his brother figure's death. So I made this. Might make a part two of you ask me to, otherwise I'd say it's pretty much finished