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Suddenly it became hard to breathe. “You were there?”
“For a bit. What did Dream mean when he said he owed you and about getting files?”
The words were lodged in Tubbo’s throat. He wanted to say something, anything to make this better, to make it seem like he wasn’t willing to do what he was made- forced to do. “Well I- it’s uhm… I-.”
“Tubbo, I won’t get mad at all, I promise. I just want to help, that’s all,” Ranboo reached out to hold Tubbo’s hand. “I’m here for you, alright?”
“Yeah… yeah ok,” Tubbo took a deep breath. “I-.”
The building they were leaning against shook. Cracks started to form on the outer walls. With one look at each other, Tubbo and Ranboo ran out of the alleyway and onto the streets. The battle had gotten fairly close to them, and things did not look well at all.
There were cracks in the road, large chunks of buildings falling down below, windows shattered, blood spilled and splattered on the sidewalks. What freaked the two boys out were the Crafts being held back. Philza was pinned down by three unrecognizable people, Wilbur was unconscious on the floor, barely waking up, and Technoblade was tied with chains that he seemed to be struggling to get out of. No other heroes were in sight.
Worst of all, Tommy was being held over a building taller than the one Tubbo had been on before with one of Dream’s tentacles.
“Ranboo… Boo get me up there!” Tubbo shouted.
“Tubbo, I don't think that it’s safe!”
“TOMMY NEEDS ME! Please…”
Ranboo looked at him as if he were crazy. Tubbo wasn’t crazy, wasn’t he? He needed to go up there and help Tommy, it was his fault that he was being held up over the edge of a building. He felt an overwhelming feeling in his back, and he knew what it was, but now wasn’t a time to bring it up. He didn’t need them now.
While Tubbo was lost in his thoughts, Ranboo had grabbed his arm and teleported them behind Dream, who was busy taunting Tommy.
“Tubbo…” Ranboo hissed under his breath. “Tubbo, we need to act fast! ”
“Right— right uh. Screw a fucking plan, you distract Dream while I get Tommy. You think you can do that?”
“Yeah— alright I can do that.”
Tubbo and Ranboo were slowly walking towards the man. They couldn’t allow things to go wrong, not now. The closer they got, the more clear they could hear Dream.
“—no one else here but us. You’ve been a knife in my side this whole time, so it’s about time that I get rid of you and fix this city.”
“LIKE HELL YOU’LL GET RID OF ME!” Tommy shouted. “YOU DON’T EVEN DESERVE L’MANBURG— YOU DON’T DESERVE ANYTHING! L’Manburg was fine until you came along, you and your fucking friends!”
“I’M ONLY DOING WHAT’S RIGHT! This land belonged to my ancestors, so now I’m taking back what is rightfully mine!”
“It’s not yours anymore, Dream. You’ve lost.”
Something was urging Tubbo to run towards them. He didn’t know what it was, not until it was too late.
“Oh Tommy… I haven’t lost. You have.”
Dream released his grip on Tommy and—
Oh.
Oh….
That’s what it was.
Tommy disappeared over the edge of the building. There was a scream and Tubbo couldn’t tell if it came from him or Tommy. Tubbo was running, running to the edge.
He jumped off without a second thought. The same odd feeling in his back returned, but he needed to wait for the right moment.
Tommy’s eyes were wide. That was the first thing Tubbo saw, that and a large gash on the left side of his face. He had his hand reached out for Tubbo, but the brunette could tell that Tommy was freaked out at the thought that Tubbo jumped off the building after him.
The wind roared in Tubbo’s ears. He couldn’t hear anything else but that. He narrowed his eyes as they filled with tears. He got closer and closer to him until he slammed into the blonde, almost knocking the air out of Tommy and himself as he wrapped his arms around him.
“WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY?” Tommy screamed.
“MAYBE!” Tubbo yelled back. “JUST HANG ON!“
“WHAT ARE YOU—?”
Suddenly, Tommy didn’t feel himself falling. He did, however, feel a sudden jerk, which caused him to shut his eyes and cling onto Tubbo tighter. His hands brushed against something soft, something warm, something like…
Feathers.