tommy stands in front of the prison, staring at the hole he has just blown into the side of it. it was now or never. he hesitantly stepped inside, holding the nightmare sword, ready to attack anyone at any moment. although he had blown a hole into the side of it, he still had to-

find a way to get to the main holding cell so decided to just break the dispensers that hold the lava. once some were gone, tommy jumped down, onto the obsidian base of the cell that held dream. his footsteps echoed as he approached the man sat, back against the crying obsidian-

walls. dream looked up, adjusting his mask so that tommy could see his face and smirked
‘have you missed me’ he tried to pull tommy into a hug but tommy stepped back, grasping the nightmare sword in front of him in a defensive manner.

‘GET AWAY FROM ME YOU GREEN FUCKING BASTARD. I AM GOING TO KILL YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW I DON’T CARE WHAT SAM SAYS ANYMORE I JUST WANT YOU DEAD’
tommy was raging, anger and adrenaline pumping through his veins.
‘you kill me and wilbur is dead permanently’
dream looked at tommy-

interested in what he was going to say, he had never known what had happened in pogtopia and the inbetween to make tommy hate wilbur so much. oh well, there wasn’t much time to dote on that now.
‘i- i don’t give two shits about wilbur he betrayed me and everyone else who trusted-

him’
tommy said after some hesitation. suddenly the echo of footsteps could be heard from above them and he looked above to realise the lava had stopped flowing. more dispensers had been broken. from behind him came the sound of someone jumping into the cell like-

tommy had done not minutes ago. dream pulled down the mask and smirked from beneath it before catching a netherite sword the stranger threw at him. he had been waiting for this one. tommy stood petrified, he knew he was surrounded but by who? suddenly a voice rang out from-

behind him.
‘that’s not a very nice way to speak about me tommy, i thought we were friends, us against the world-‘ tommy turned around and was face to face with none other than wilbur ‘-i guess the time it’s us against each other’
both dream and wilbur were laughing-

cornering tommy, who was petrified. he wasn’t going to be able to get out of this one.
‘wilbur, dream, that’s not a very nice way to talk to people’
ranboo and tubbo? well, this was going to be one eventful night.
/dsmp /rp