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Tommy wasn't one to beg. It's not that he didn't want to, he did, he wanted to all the time, but overtime he's learnt that you don't keep what you want when you show how much you love it. So he didn't beg. He negotiated and he fought.
However, sometimes he had to, when all else failed. He has screamed for mercy before, more times than anyone should ever have to, more times any 16 year old should have to. Tommy knew when to beg and this was one of the times.
"Tubbo please we can't stay here anymore, I know I keep making you follow me and I promise you I will do anything you want me to, but this one last time I- please just come with me." he had tears streaming down his face and his voice cracked, and that would usually make him embarrassed but at that moment he couldn't have cared less.
So when Tubbo had said no, Tommy had no idea what to do. He stood and watched as the brunette walked away back into the snow towards his new family, and all he could do was walk the other way.
Tommy understood though, it was as Tubbo had said- he had a family, a child and a husband. Tubbo didn't need him anymore and Tommy shoved down the feeling of anger and jealousy, it wasn't Ranboo's fault. He was after all better than Tommy. Kind, resourceful and he didn't drag people into wars. He didn't let anyone down.
He sat on his bed and thought. everyones moved on now. they don't need me anymore. He sat up suddenly in realisation at that thought.
"they don't need me anymore," he laughed "i can leave, i can fucking leave by myself!"
His bags were packed in a few minutes, he didn't have much anyway. All he had to do was leave some words for his friends.
It took him over an hour to write eveything. In the end he had written 4 notes; one for Puffy and Sam, Ranboo, Techno and Phil and then one sign for Connor- just to tell him to keep the house. He had tried to say something for Tubbo but he came up short, deciding to leave something in Ranboo's.
He walked to Sam Nook, letting out a shaky breath he shut the bot off and left the note in his hands.
to puffy and sam,
first of all, thank you both, for everything. thank you sam for the hotel and my good friend sam nook. thank you puffy for being there to talk when i needed to even if i was an asshole.
and im sorry. i was angry after the whole dying thing, im sorry sam. im not angry at you anymore, you did all you could. and im sorry puffy for causing so much trouble for you, for calling you names.
you were both amazing and maybe one day we can talk again. make sure the hotel turns out great and kill that fucking egg if it even comes close please.
ill stay alive and safe for you.
yours truly,
tommyinnit.
The next one was for Ranboo, he had left it in Tubbo's mailbox. He had to sneak around the mansion to get there since both Ranboo and Foolish had been there, so he wouldn't be seen and questioned.
Ranboo,
i don't really know what else to say but keep my Tubzo safe. i cant do it anymore cause im leaving, and im sorry for putting all this onto you now but tubbo isnt as careful as he was before. if i ever come back he better be alive and well.
ill be honest im a bit jealous of you (if you haven't noticed already), but who wouldnt be. youre great boob boy. i trust you with this.
tell tubbo im sorry too. tell him i said i love him and to live a good life and that ill be listening to these discs every night thinking of him. and tell him to not look for me, ill be far away and safe.
tommyinnit.
With his bags in hand, Tommy walked to the portal and through the nether, to Techno and Phil's portal, putting down a chest and placing his last note in there.
dear Technoblade and Philza,
i don't have much to say to you, but i think this is necessary.
im sorry for what i did back before doomsday, for choosing tubbo. i chose him because he is was my best friend and i loved lmanberg and him too much to let you take it away. but you did in the end and im still angry about that. i wont be one day but i dont know how long it will take until then.
im sorry for taking your things too.
and phil, you made the right call killing him. dont try bring him back, trust me. hes not the same and he wont ever be. im sorry i couldnt save him before he went crazy.
friend is still in Dream's fucking vault thing, make sure you get him out for ghostbur.
yours sincerely,
tommyinnit.
Once the last note was placed he walked further out into the nether until he was far away from the main hub, further away than even Logstedshire, that way in the overworld he was thousands of blocks away. he made sure the portal was hard to find, covering it with netherack and a bit of lava.
Everything was set up, all he had to do was step through the swirling purple and then he had a new life. A do over, and this time all by himself. No Dream or country to deal with. just him and whatever was on the other side.
Tommy gripped the straps on his bags and closed his eyes, taking a step forward, he let out a deep breath.
There was no turning back now.