Ghostbur watched as Dream slaughtered Ranboo and winced when Dream killed Fundy. He remembered something about Fundy being like family- being his son- and it hurt to see him die. Ghostbur turned his attention to Quackity, who was coming up the hill with Tommy. He didn't know what was happening to Tommy, but it felt familiar to something that happened to him...

"Hey, Ghostbur," Quackity said, catching his breath. He sat next to Ghostbur with Tommy leaning against him, glancing worriedly between the fighting below and Tommy.

"Hello, Quackity. What's happening?" Ghostbur asked. Quackity slowly turned his head to face Wil, shocked that he didn't know what was going on.

"What- What do you mean? Dream and Techno are fighting, and Tommy's probably fricking dying!" He shouted, making Ghostbur blink.

Was that what the familiar feeling was? Death? Wilbur looked down at his grayed skin, wrinkling his brow. No one else looked like he did...

Tommy shifted.

"I'm... dying?" He quietly questioned, starting to cry.

"What-" Quackity said, startled, looking at Tommy. "I- what? No. No, that's not what I meant," Quackity stuttered. Before he could say anything else, Tommy erupted in a vicious coughing fit, nearly falling forward.

Now Ghostbur was frightened.

A memory of Tommy telling him how much he hated respawning came to his mind, and he remembered the tears that the boy shed as he explained the respawn process. Tommy hated being alone, something that many people have to deal with. Ghostbur remembered being alone, but he remembered it fondly. The calm of the respawn process was refreshing for him, so why wasn't it for Tommy? Wilbur pondered on the question, realizing that people are different.

Another memory came up, but it was more like a nightmare.

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The italicized part includes stabbing and explosions, so you might want to skip over it if you aren't comfortable with that <3

"A traitor of L'Manberg spoke some pretty honest words once, Phil," Wilbur said, his eyes burning with hatred, loss, and betrayal. "Do you know what they were?" Wilbur's hands clenched into fists, and he nearly screamed.

Philza's horrified face did not change, and he didn't respond. Tommy's muffled cries to Techno were interrupted by the frightful sound of rockets exploding. Screams of pain reached through the walls, making Phil shiver and glance around the room, obviously concerned about the welfare of the others. Wilbur chuckled, tears falling down his face as he looked down to his feet. Then, making eye contact with Philza, he put on a light smile.

"It was never meant to be."

Philza's eyes widened, and he took a step back fearfully. The relief and anxiety that weighed on Wilbur's shoulders seemed to project onto the button, detonating the TNT that held him hostage every moment of the day.

"Oh my god."

Wilbur laughed maniacally, hearing shouts from outside. He turned to face Philza, then they were both thrown to the ground by the explosion of the TNT. Phil carefully got to his feet, looking out to the now blown up L'Manberg. He swallowed, the shock setting in.

"Kill me, Philza."

Phil turned around, his eyes catching on Wilbur holding a diamond sword.

"You're my son," Phil choked, reaching out to Wilbur. Wil thrust the handle of a sword into Phil's hand.

"Look at what I've done," he urged, chuckling slightly. Phil shook his head, pleading with his son to stop. Wilbur stopped smiling, his expression turning serious. "Kill me."

With a shaky breath, Phil pulled Wil into a hug, the sword sliding into his son's side.

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Wilbur woke up in a white void. He had no memory and no pain. Where was he? Wil looked around, his eyes catching a speck in the distance. He ran toward it- if you can even call it running; it was more like floating or flying. As he drew closer, he saw the figure had on a suit.

"Hey, Wilbur," they greeted him, putting out a hand.

Some memories occurred to him, and Wilbur nodded his head, shaking the other's hand. "Hello, Schlatt."

Jschlatt smirked, then turned away, putting up his hand to dismiss Wil.

"See you soon, buddy."

A bright flash of light, and Wilbur was in the wilderness, surrounded by walls. He looked down at his hand to see his skin grayish. It seemed normal. Walking out a small hole in the wall, he walked to where he heard some loud noises, observing the scene...

-

Phil looked out at the debris; his vision blurred from tears as he held Wilbur's lifeless body. He saw Tommy freeing himself from underneath the rubble, gasping for air. Tubbo helped him up, shifting a glance to Techno. Techno stood staring at Phil, a hateful and pained looked coating his expression. Hot tears spilled over Philza's eyes as Wil's body didn't disappear, and he held a hand out to Techno, asking him to come. But Techno spun around, his sorrow turning into rage.

"You want to be a hero, Tommy!?" He screamed, grabbing a wither skull from his bag. Wisps (haha Wisp) of his hair blew in the wind as he angrily glared at his little brother. "Then DIE like one!"

Tommy held his injured side, and his bewildered face searched for Wilbur and Phil, wishing they were with him. But then he caught sight of Philza clutching Wilbur's lifeless body. Tommy took a step back, lost. The boy opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't, and it stung Phil's heart.

The sound of a Wither- no, several Withers- rumbled in the air, and Phil stood quickly, letting go of Wilbur. He had to help Tommy now.

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Ghostbur blinked, widening his eyes and turning his attention to Tommy. He remembered the pain from others and himself. Wilbur scooted over near Tommy, taking him carefully from Quackity. "You're going to be alright," Wil reassured him soothingly, patting the boy's head. Tommy cried, coughing violently.

Meanwhile, Technoblade stood over Dream, his ax over the other's neck, threatening to behead him. The fighting hadn't lasted long, mostly because Techno's incentive was stronger than Dream's. Technoblade had barely broken a sweat, and Dream glared at him, knowing he didn't have a choice.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, defeated.

"I want you to fix him," Techno snarled. "I know you can do it because you've done it before."

Dream looked at the ax, then calmly made eye contact with Techno.

"That's a difficult thing to do, Techno-"

"SHUT your mouth, Dream," Techno shouted, pushing the ax closer to Dream. Dream sighed, putting his head back and closing his eyes.

"Fine."

Techno pulled him up and escorted him up to the others, keeping his sword in one hand and his ax in the other. When they reached the others at the top of the hill, they stood, stunned, at the scene. Ghostbur held Tommy in a secure hug, his eyes closed tightly, and Quackity was covering his mouth, tears flooding his face. Techno didn't want to believe it.

Phil came running up the hill, stopping when he saw them all. He couldn't move. What could he have done to stop this? It was too late to fix anything now. Philza languidly walked toward Tommy and Ghostbur, dropping to his knees. He held his two sons, crying with Ghostbur. Techno clenched his jaw, his face gradually twisting into anguish. He fell next to his family, joining them.

Even Dream's face was solemn after Tommy's body didn't vanish. Tubbo walked up the hillside, his eyes catching on the Sleepy Boys, but his numb expression did not change. Instead, he quickly turned around, descending back down the hill.

Tommy never respawned.

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Such a happy ending, right? :3