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.-. Shoot me, you wouldn't .-.

Request: No
Mcyt: Tommyinnit, Nihachu, Jack Manifold, Technoblade, Tubbo, Philza, Dream (mentions of Sapnap, Georgenotfound, Badboyhalo, Fundy and Skeppy)
Type: Angst :D
Ages: Irl ages
AU: Minecraft

A/N: I found this oneshot in a Google doc I had made a while ago (like mid 2021 or something), so I've edited it to make it a bit better. Dadnoblade is slowly being worked on, my motivation is quite iffy on that lmao

!_!

*3rd person*
Tommy was walking down the prime path, looking around at the beautiful L'Manburg. He never really got peace anymore with people still coming at him for some reason.

Of course, peace won't stay and he was stopped by a seemingly very angry Niki Nihachu and Jack Manifold.

"Oh, uh- hey guys." Tommy waved gently with a half smile, slightly taken aback by their angry faces and overall vibe.

"Don't 'hey guys' us, Tommy," Niki spat, "You need to come with us, now. No negotiations." Niki grabbed Tommy's wrist rather harshly and forcefully pulled him over to the center of L'Manburg.

Standing before Tommy was Tubbo, Dream, Sapnap, George, Techno, Phil, Badboyhalo, Fundy and Skeppy. He froze.

He couldn't help but wonder what they wanted from him.

Niki dragged Tommy so he'd be in front of the semi-circle they had made before walking back to the group of people. Techno, Tubbo and Phil took a few steps towards Tommy - Techno leading the two.

"So, Tommy," Techno started, not showing any emotion on his face, "You are probably wondering why Niki and Jack brought you here." He said, loading his crossbow and glancing at Phil.

Tommy sheepishly nodded, feeling lots of unknown guilt.

Techno cleared his throat, "Simply, the nine of us are tired of you and your stupid little pranks and childish behavior. This is a nation with a stupid government that I personally dislike," He muttered that last part, glancing at Tubbo, "Not some little kiddy play ground for you to fuck around on." Techno told him, venom laced in his monotone voice.

Tommy forced back tears as he listened to his once older brother tear him down again.

"Okay?... and you need me here for what?" Tommy said, no fear shown in his voice.

This time, Tubbo - Tommy's best friend - spoke up.

"Tommy," He started, clearly nervous, "We all want you dead. As sad as it makes me to say, but I do as well."

Tommy froze, not expecting that. He stayed silent. Maybe Tubbo would stop and tell him this was all a big prank, right?

"Sure, I had fun, but Tommy you have to understand that I'm turning eighteen this year. A real adult who runs this nation," Tubbo fought back, standing his ground.

"I can't play this dumb game anymore. I need to grow up, but you need to grow as well - a lot. You have no maturity at all and you never have. I was sad when I exiled you, of course I was...b-but something inside of me wished I could've done more - more than just an exile. But now I get it. We get it. As the president, I, Tubbo, declare that you shall be killed. Here, and now." Tubbo stated, not stuttering and pure confidence as he spoke each word.

Tommy was completely taken aback. His best friend- best friend, wished he was dead, and all these people did too. It was expected that everyone that was there would be there, but Bad and Skeppy? Since when?

Tommy let Tubbo's word sink in, along with some of Techno's before speaking.

"It's a shame I've put this country through this shit. When Wilbur and I started it, we both wanted the best. We achieved most of our goals. We lost Wil, I lost my family-"

"Lost your family? What do you mean?" Phil interrupted him, his arms opened before dropping them lazily against his thighs, making a light slap noise.

"Phil. Look where you are right now? Does this look like something someone's own father figure would do on a normal night? No." Tommy spat back, glaring at Phil.

Phil looked at his feet before receiving a reassuring pat on the shoulder from Techno.

He continued, "We all lost something we loved and held close to our hearts. Wilbur lost his nation, Phil, you lost your son to your hands, Fundy watched his dad die, Niki lost the flag she built, Sapnap lost his fishes because of me, George lost his house that he had just built because of me, Dream lost his control, Techno lost his brothers and Bad and Skeppy lost each other because of that stupid red egg thing. See, I can list things that each of you lost."

As much as Tommy hated to let it happen, tears spilled down his cheeks as he spoke. He looked around the group and saw others with watering eyes. He didn't feel as bad as he thought he would.

Bad and Skeppy looked at each other with looks of guilt knowing that they let the egg interfere. Dream and George didn't do much - they looked around at best. Techno and Phil looked enraged. Techno couldn't stand the thought that Tommy had said "brothers." Plural. Phil didn't like being reminded of what he did.

Tommy noticed that Sapnap was holding his crossbow lower than he had before. Maybe he struck an unknown cord with the mention of his fishes. He'd never know.

Fundy, Niki and Jack? Well, they looked at Tommy. Looking numb. They didn't care, he knew they had their minds set on one thing and one thing only.

"W-what about me? Did I just not lose anything? Do I just seem that perfect?" Tubbo said, his voice losing it's anger slightly.

"Toby..." Tommy said, letting the ram hybrid's name ring out a bit longer in a sing-song kind of voice.

Everyone knew Tommy was about to say something serious. He never referred to Tubbo by his first name. Everyone braced themselves.

"You? What did you lose? It started years ago when you ran into a boy in the forest while picking up sticks for a fire you wanted to have that night." Tommy said, his eyes filling with more tears. He ignored them and continued.

"You greeted him with your normal bubbly personality. After a while, you deemed him your - and I quote; "bestest friend in the world!" He took that label with pride and gave you the same. He decided to bring you to the place he lived - in a big nation ran by his older brother."

Tommy paused for a moment at the thought of his brother - his Wilbur. The dead one, the one who lied. He doesn't think he'll be getting over that brunette, which makes him upset. Everyone but him has. It's dumb.

"You played everyday outside together, from sunrise to sunset. Then, a war broke out. Your "bestest friend in the whole world" gave up his most prized possession for his brother's nation's independence. He later regretted this, causing another war. We don't need detail in the next war, do we?" Tommy paused with a glare to look at Techno and Phil with anger, sadness and an overall "fuck you guys" look.

He knew that they knew what they did. They all knew what he was mentioning and he didn't even have to say it.

But yet, he continued. With all eyes on him. He started something this big, might as well end it, right?

"This best friend later made another mistake," Tommy cleared his throat, looking down with an embarrassed feel around him, "He burned a decently good friend's house down with someone he felt like you replaced him with."

He didn't lift his eyes, but he knew everyone either glanced at George, or George was looking at him. It sucked. He was embarrassed by what he had did. Really though, who uses fire like that for a prank? No one.

"He got caught. You, best friend and other people part of this nation previously ran by a fallen president stood next to their rivals on an obsidian wall. You swore you wouldn't exile him. You said you knew what you were going to do so the rivals wouldn't win. You said you wouldn't fall into the manipulative bastard's trap. YOU FUCKING SAID, TOBY!" Tommy shouted, scaring the group back a few steps.

He had looked up and all everyone had saw was a look of rage. A rage never seen before - especially in Tommy's eyes. Usually, it was happy look, or a look of determination whenever a war was about to break loose. This look wasn't that one - that look. Not even close.

"Tommy.." Dream said with a nervous chuckle, trying to get Tommy to stop. He wouldn't admit it, but he was getting his power - his control - back. Once they learned what he did to Tommy during-

"Fucking let me finish you bitch." Tommy said, sobbing. No one objected further, so he went on.

"You are so good at keeping your promises, because you did exactly what you said you wouldn't do. Now, your supposed best friend was gone because you thought it was best. During the time you said wasn't going to happen, best friend became depressed. Day after day of no visits, torture, losing progress, being denied food and communication, no flying and overall fucking nothing, your old best friend couldn't take it. He was over. So he built. He built until he was in the clouds."

Tommy gestured upwards - and if you looked to where he was pointing up, you could just barely see the outline of a one block tower that touched the clouds. No one looked.

"Meanwhile, you're in your happy little country having a fucking silly festival while your friend is thinking about dying! Sounds shitty, huh?!"

No one moved, or maybe even breathed. He took it as an invitation that they wanted more.

So more they got.

"Once he jumped and unfortunately landed in water, guess who found him? That's right - his other fucking brother. That brother taught him to fight, love, accept and learn new things. But his brother's hatred for the government got in the damn way. So he blew up the thing best friend loved the most. Again. Best friend was torn apart. So, he left - he went back to his country."

Tommy couldn't tell if he was proud of himself for what he was doing, or if he was regretting it the more he spoke. It felt good to get all this off his chest, to speak how he's been feeling because no one will listen to him, but he already knew he would regret this tomorrow and act like he never even said anything. He vowed to himself no one would ever find out.

Too late.

"Don't worry, because he then gets stuck in prison with his manipulator, goes to fucking heaven and back, then leaves the prison and people think they are hallucinating. One day, best friend runs into his labeled "best friend." Tommy said with a salty tone, putting quotations with his fingers around the word "best friend."

"Turns out, while he was getting brought back to life and learning to get past his trauma at actual therapy, you get fucking married and replace me. Call me selfish- oh, I could fucking care less, that's not the worst I've heard."

Tommy shuffled a bit, sniffling. He didn't dare make eye contact with Tubbo, but he dared to look Dream in the eyes of his mask. Both of them knew most of his story was the green man's fault - and he was positive that man knew that as well.

"He didn't feel the same love he did before the first war, he didn't feel the same connection. He felt left out, sad, shitty and unloved for the millionth time."

Tommy had to take a breath and focus on his breathing rather than all the talking he was doing. Sure he was breaking his life down in front of the people that hated him, but maybe - just maybe - they would realize the shit he's been through and choose to save him rather than send him up to his brunette brother.

"I-I didn't realize Tommy! I'm so, so sorry!" Tubbo begged. The ram had almost immediately regretted his past decisions. He didn't realize how different their sides of the friendship were.

"Tubbo," Dream said in a warning voice, "Save it. Don't make him change your mind. Shoot him and get it over with. We don't need this twig in your land anymore, do we now?" Dream said, switching his voice to a calming one that was far too familiar to Tommy.

"Bu-" [tu]

"No buts. Do. It." [d]

Tubbo looked over to Tommy with tears running down his face quickly. He didn't want to.

"Wait wait wait wait!" Tommy said in a panic as Jack, Niki and Technoblade all picked up their crossbows.

"One more thing." Tommy panicked, keeping his hands up in front of him as if it would protect him from the painful and powerful blast of a crossbow.

"Hurry." Jack demanded, lining up his shot as he rolled his eyes.

"I know I just spilled my life out to people who don't care about me anymore and I-I'm not looking for any type of reaction. I don't need you guys feeling bad for me. I just want you to know Tubbo that what you lost.." Tommy let out a small choked sob before looking up once more to the crowd of nine.

He dropped his hands to his sides, looking Tubbo in the eyes.

"Was me."

Everyone froze. They were not expecting that. Not in the slightest.

"Wha- what? How did I lose you?" Tubbo asked, completely in shock. He no longer held his crossbow, having put it in his inventory to stop him from possibly accidentally releasing the firework off onto his friend. Best friend? He wasn't sure anymore.

"You did, Tubbo," Tommy said, "You exiled me and didn't even visit if I forgot to mention. You moved on to someone who's so much better than me you guys got platonically married. That's what "bestest friends" do. You found your new bestest friend - stick to him." Tommy waved his arms around a bit as he spoke. He sniffled again, letting the stray tears dry on his face and make upsetting tracks along his cheeks.

His face looked a bit more dead than it had when he originally had started talking. It used to have a bit of a sad and angry look to it, now it was numb. There was nothing.

Surprisingly, Phil was next to speak.

"Tommy. You have no right to speak up and spill your life story just to get us all to change our minds about you. You need to go. Fucking accept it kid. I, and everyone else won't hesitate to shoot."

Everyone agreed in some way, but Tommy could tell that Tubbo, Sapnap, Dream, Bad and Skeppy had some set back about it. He was right about Sapnap in the first place.

Tommy nodded and took a few steps back, turning around in a full 360, getting satisfied with his placement before opening his arms out as far as they would go naturally.

He smirked at them in a cocky way, glancing at Techno once more before uttering his maybe last words.

"Shoot me. You wouldn't."














End A/N: Again, this is from a Google doc from last year. I just edited it a bit to make it better as I believe my writing has gotten much better since my first chapter and early last years writing. I tried to re-read that chapter recently (the one shot "cuddles") and I wanted to throw up all over it. It's gross and extremely cringey. Now I get why some people wanna take down old chapters :/ Anyways, I'll try my best to write more on Dadnoblade, so there's gonna be probably no chapter until that's finished - unless I post in the Bonkers book. Have a lovely day/afternoon/night everyone!!

-Starby (Phaser) <3

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