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"In the mine, im gonna find, some fucking lapis and di-i-iamonds," Tommy sang to himself, completely alone.
(pov tommy)
It is really fucking lonely... i should text ghostbur maybe?
I took my communicator out of my pocket and typed out a message to him.
<tommy whispers to ghostbur: come to my exile place bitch>
I began to mine again, placing torches in front of me when i couldn't see.
...time skip...
"IVE BEEN MINING FOR AGES AND GHOSTBUR STILL HASNT ANSWERED UUUUUGH," I shouted to no one because nobody was fucking there.
Suddenly, felt a buzz in my pocket, MY COMMUNICATOR FINALLY SOMEBODY TEXTED ME THE BIG MAN TOMMY!
I pulled it out of my pocket as fast as i could.
<technoblade whispers to you: tommy, wil is back>
no.
that's- well it's not impossible...
<you whisper to technoblade: where are you? i'll see if i can get out of exile again.>
<technoblade whispers to you: no too risky, i'll come to you.>
<you whisper back: ok big man>
<technoblade whispers back: please don't call me that tommy>
I put the device back in my pocket and started to travel back up to the surface, being careful not to fall again.
...time skip again (im sorry)...
i sat outside my house waiting for techno. worrying about dream and wilbur.
Suddenly, i heard the portal.
I ran over and techno was there, the big man himself!
And behind him was... wilbur.
A white streak in his hair, piece of skin a rotted green.
He was wearing the same jacket he wore on the same he died...
A poorly stitched up hole in his yellow jumper.
Everything he wore muddy.
"hello tommy."
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