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Today was a very tiresome day, both emotionally and physically for Tommy. Dealing with Wilbur’s foolery was a lot to put up with but at least had someone to spend the day. He normally spends the day just wandering aimlessly around or going mining to keep his hands busy. Either way, it was tired and ready to climb into bed. As he arrived at a familiar house, he was welcomed by excited hiss on the other side of the door. Opening it, a large dark furred creature scrambled towards him. The blonde smiled and crouched down to greet the critter.

“Hello Shroud” rang Tommy, as he petted the large spider’s head.

Shroud hissed in response, rubbing their head against the blonde.  Tommy picked up the large spider and carried back inside, kicking the door closed behind him. 

“Sorry I left so early today, Wilbur wanted to hangout and do some fucking around the place” stated Tommy, as he made rested Shroud on his hip to hang up his sweater.

“But I’m back now and we can relax since I doubt he’ll be bothering me tomorrow” he assured, as he kicked off his shoes.

Shroud hissed and flailed their legs wildly. Tommy smirks and gives them a head pat before placing them on the crafting table nearby. He sat on the bench of it and pulled out his communicator, as he felt it vibrate earlier. It seemed to be a message from the group chat with Tubbo & Ranboo.

Tubbo_: Bosoman!! 

Tubbo_: you make home alri? 

TommyInnit: Hey

TommyInnit: Yeah, I’m back at the shack

TommyInnit: What’s up 

RanbooLive: We were just worried since you have talked to us for awhile

RanbooLive: Our last conversation was like three days ago 

TommyInnit: sorry i guess

TommyInnit: I was doing stuff with Will

TommyInnit: very tired some 

Tubbo_:Well let us know next time

Tubbo_: You like ghosted us 

TommyInnit: sorry mate 

TommyInnit: didn’t really think you guys worry

TommyInnit: thx i guess

TommyInnit: for like sticking around for so long

TommyInnit: I appreciate it

RanbooLive: no problem 

RanbooLive: you are pretty important

Tommy was just about to respond to Ranboo’s message but a yawn interrupted him. His tiredness was starting to catch up with him, so he’d just have to leave the conversation there. Might be a weird way of ending it but he was too weary to care at the moment. He left his communicator on the desk and headed towards his bedroom, Shroud following behind him. Taking the ribbon of his hair, the blonde pulled his blanket back and collapsed onto his bed. He could hear Shroud hissing about before settling in their pet bed at the foot of his bed.

“Night Shroud” yawned Tommy.

The large arachnid hissed in response, and soon the two of them had fall fast asleep.

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Tubbo_: Tommy

Tubbo: Toooommmyyy

Tubbo_: Tom!!!!

RanbooLive: Tommy

RanbooLive: Are you there, buddy?

RanbooLive: Tommy!

RanbooLive: Tommy!!!

RanbooLive: Respond plz

Tubbo shot up from his lying down position. Tommy wouldn't end a conversation without saying goodbye or he was going to do something else. And with how his last message in the chat felt off putting considering his history. 

Has something happened? 

Was he alright?

He said he was spending the last few days with Wilbur, maybe the bastard had said something to him that upset him. Tubbo hasn’t been getting along with the revived man for awhile, with how much banters about things that could affect others. Especially his opinion of Dream, which felt like a direct strike on the history and trauma both Tubbo and Tommy were put through which was heavily upsetting at the thought of it. 

At this point, Tubbo had on his jacket and stormed out of the mansion. He needed to get over to Tommy’s house.This is when he spotted a tall black and white figure looking around uphead.

“Ranboo!!” called Tubbo, towards his husband. 

The enderman hybrid spotted him and rushed over to him, with noticeable burning tears running down his face.

“He’s not answering Tubbo,” cried Ranboo, distressed.

“I know, I know, and we are going over there right!'' exclaimed Tubbo, as he grabbed ahold of Ranboo’s hand and led him along the road.

“What if he is in danger! The Egg is really close to his home” said Ranboo.

“I doubt it, Quackity says Eggpire activity has been low in recent months” assured Tubbo, as pulled his communicator to attempt to make contact with Tommy.

“What if’s endangering himself! He once said that he was struggling to feel real after being revived, and harming himself just to feel” interjected Ranboo, shakily.

“He also said he was getting better, even with Wilbur’s mess Puffy started stepping in to help out in the early stages of it” claimed Tubbo, as hopped onto the ice highway. 

“Plus, we are trying to keep positive thoughts at the moment,” he added, turning to the enderman hybrid.

“But Tubbo, there are so many possibilities and risks at the moment. What if he-” started Ranboo, but cut himself immediately.

“What if he wants, Ran?” questioned Tubbo, furrowing his brows.

Ranboo stood quietly in front of the brunet, trembling with an averted gaze. Even in this posture, Tubbo connected the dots of what Ranboo was thinking.

“He better fucking not, we aren’t losing him a again” muttered Tubbo, as pushed himself forward down the highway.

Ranboo followed after him, equally with haste. The two of them were silently on the ice path, with only the wind howling in their ears and the clicking of their communicator keys. This better be some sick joke or misunderstanding, because if it wasn’t…

Tubbo didn’t even want to think of it. All he needed to focus on was getting to his best friend’s house to make sure he was alright.

“Oh my stars, we are here” breathed Ranboo, as they rushed down the uneven stairs of the prime path. 

They had finally arrived at Tommy's shack. He still hadn’t responded to their text and at this point, Ranboo was going into complete hysterical mode. Tubbo was banging on their friend’s door while his husband’s face burned with tears. He handed the enderman hybrid a handkerchief from his pocket while trying to get Tommy to open the front door.

“Fuck it!!” shouted Tubbo, before stepping back.

“What?” questioned Ranboo, confused.

Tubbo ran forward and kicked open the door. It flew off its hinges and fell flat on the floor. The brunet didn’t care about that though, he had to find Tommy. He spotted the blonde’s communicator sitting on his crafting table, meaning he was still in the house.

“BOSSMAN!!” yelled Tubbo, as he bolted towards Tommy’s bedroom.

Tubbo was on a “fuck doors” ramage as he kicked open the bedroom door. He spotted a lump under the blanket on the bed along with fluffy golden hair.

“TOMMY! TOMMY, YOU GOOD?” called Ranboo, from behind Tubbo.   

The brunet stormed over and snatched the blanket back. He grabbed a hold of Tommy's shirt and started shaking the shit out of him.   

“TOMMY, ARE YOU OKAY!!” exclaimed Tubbo, furiously.

“Don’t shake him, Tubbo '' yelped Ranboo, as he stood over him from behind.

“What else am I supposed to do?” asked Tubbo, loudly.

“See if he’s breathing first” stated Ranboo, trying to calm himself down.

Tubbo paused for a moment and looked at Tommy. He was very limp in Tubbo's hands but he was breathing. Very slow breathing which was about to send the brunet into another panic but a snore escaped the blonde’s mouth. Both Ranboo and Tubbo froze before realizing what had happened. 

“This bastard” huffed Tubbo, as he let Tommy drop back onto the bed.

“Oh my primes” exhaled Ranboo, as he rested his hand against his chest.

“He’s fucking alseep” declared Tubbo, throwing his hands into the air.

“Thankful, but dang. He sleeps like flipping rock” remarked Ranboo, as started flicking the blonde’s face.

“I’ll go find a bucket of water” sighed Tubbo, as he headed out the bedroom.

“Why?” asked Ranboo, lifting a brow.

“I gotta wake him somehow” claimed Tubbo, before entering the main living space.

He walked over to the chests along with the wall and rummaged for a bucket. Once he found one, he moved over to the faucet in the corner and filled the bucket half way. He fixed his hold on the pail and re-entered the bedroom. Ranboo seemed to make eye contact with the silver tin and stood to his feet and away from the bed. 

“One, two, three” counted Tubbo, before tossing the water onto his sleeping friend.

It made quite an impact, nearly soaking the entire upper head of the bed. Surprisingly, though. Tommy ended up waking up slowly. He slowly leaned up and squinted open his eyes.

“Hello?” he muttered, trying to make sense of his surroundings.

“You are fucking bitch” hissed Tubbo, as he stared at the blonde.

“Tubbo? When did you get here?” Tommy asked, as he started wiping water out of his eyes.

“Like five minutes ago, fucking stressing that something horrible had happened to you” exclaimed Tubbo.

“What do you mean? Did something happen?” questioned Tommy, as he sat up completely.

“Yes!! You left us on read and we panicked that something had happened to you” stated Tubbo.

“You had Ranboo in tears during our entire rush to get here” he added, gesturing to the enderman hybrid, who was just now wiping at his tear stained burns.

“How? All I said was that I appreciate both of you? Did me compliment you guys stress you guys out” inquired Tommy, resting his hands into his lap.

“I-, it wasn’t that Tommy” sighed Tubbo, as he rested his face in his hands.

“You left the conversation so suddenly and the message felt a little out of place considering you had been struggling emotionally in the past” said Ranboo, placing a hand on Tubbo’s shoulder.

“We thought you had done something and we were going to lose you, again” added Tubbo, his voice growing shaky.

“Oh, I-im sorry then” murmured Tommy, his brows furrowed in concern.

“No, we should be the ones apologizing. We jumped to conclusions too quickly and assumed the worst, though who could blame us considering what happens around here” said Ranboo, as he offered a hand towards the blonde.

“I would have done the same too I guess, especially after hearing what happened with you guys, Big Q. & Will'' assured Tommy, accepting Ranboo’s hand.

The three of them sat silently in the bedroom, seeming to enjoy the silence since conversation didn’t need to fill the room for them to be together. Though it did spark back up when Tommy noticed his bedroom door hanging off its hinges.

“Did you guys break my door?” asked Tommy, confused at the sight.

“Not the only one but we were being hysterical,”  chuckled Ranboo, nervously.

“We’ll help you fix it if you want” offered Tubbo, resting his hand on Tommy’s knee.

“Maybe in the morning, I’m still very much tired” huffed the blonde, just as a yawn escaped his lips.

“You can go back to sleep, though you might want to change where you rest since the bed is kinda soaked” muttered Tubbo, as he raised the bucket up.

Tommy stared  at the bucket before sighing and he rested his head on the brunet’s shoulder. He started to laugh quietly to himself as patted the top of the brunet’s head.

“Let’s just use the cushions on the couch and extra pillows & blankets in my chests” hummed Tommy.

“Gotcha you bossman, we can get it for you though” assured Tubbo, moving to lift the blonde onto his back.

Alrighty bigman” muttered Tommy, slowly falling back asleep.

Both Ranboo and Tubbo sighed as they let themselves relax knowing it was just a misunderstanding. They’d have to make it up to Tommy in the morning, besides fixing his doors. Tubbo stood to his feet, balancing the weight of his friend on his back before exiting the room. They re-entered into the living space and started moving the couch cushions to the floor in the middle of the room. Ranboo placed a temporary barrier where the front door should to prevent anyone or anything from wandering in while Tubbo pulled the extra blankets & pillows from the chest like Tommy had said. Soon, the makeshifting bedding was finished and they all could get a good night of rest. Ranboo laid on the right side of the bedding while Tubbo took the left, which placed Tommy in the middle of them. They were still going to do their best to protect their best friend, even in the dead of night.