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“Darkness is something everyone sees, it’s those who decide to acknowledge the darkness that can thrive.”
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Chapter One - The Banishment
Everyone knew why they were sitting in the poorly built courtroom. Even Tommy begrudgingly sat in between his dad and pseudo brother. The older men had convinced Tommy it would be safer since Dream had been the one to call the meeting.
As Tommy looked around he couldn’t say he was surprised to see so many people here. Sure there were people like Tubbo and Quackity who always seemed to know when something was about to go down, but others like purpled had showed up for one reason, and one reason only.
To watch the Banishment of TommyInnit
A loud voice boomed over the crowd of people, “thank you all for coming, I assume we all know why we’re here.” The lime green stuck out like a sore thumb as Dream made his way to the front of the courtroom.
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As Tommy was roughly shoved through the portal he had to watch the terrible look of pity he received from all the traitors that let him be thrown out of his home. The home he had fought for, he turned just before the portal shattered in time with his heart. To make it worse Tommy now had to find somewhere to stay, he could always text Scott and ask him to crash on the MCC server for a while. But Tommy could never do that to the hard-working staff. Obviously, the reason Tommy had been thrown out was that he was annoying and a burden.
Sure the server had been a personal hell, but it broke Tommy’s heart that the decision was unanimous. Hell, even Tubbo his “best friend” voted to get rid of him. The only thing worse than that was that Tommy had practically begged Dream to let him stay, pleading because he had nowhere else to go.
So Tommy resigned himself to walk the server hub looking longingly at many of the servers where his friends resided. Trying and seemingly failing to keep tears out of his eyes. He only knew he looked sad or worse pitiful because of all the looks he was getting. Most of them were just worried for the boy but some seemed disgusted. Many of the disgusted looks just added salt to the wound as they came with mutters like “man up kid” or “fucking freak”.
Almost if Prime herself had heard of his trouble Tommy spotted the one person he knew would help him Grian . The parrot hybrid had been helped him during his first MCC. While not on his team Grian had done his best to show Tommy the ropes of all the games (Scott didn’t seem too happy it was Grian helping instead of his team but Tommy never really cared) . Jogging over to the man he put on a smile.
“Grian!” Tommy exclaimed finally reaching the hybrid, “how are you!”
“Tommy is that you? What’re you doing here? It’s late you should be back in your server.” The parrot hybrid was so worried it almost made Tommy feel guilty, of course, he had made someone upset just at the look of him. Grian, oblivious to Tommy’s guilt scanned the boy for injuries. He didn’t find any, Dream made sure of it, never hitting Tommy in a visible area.
While Tommy wasn’t exactly fond of the idea it was obvious that Grian was about to go all parent on him, he let the older pull him over to an empty bench to talk. The bags Grian carried gave away the fact that he had previously been shopping. This only allowed furthered the guilt Tommy was feeling. He had obviously interrupted the other man's shopping. As the bags were set down Tommy felt himself being pulled into the hybrid's chest. Wings came to rest around his body.
“Are you hurt anywhere? What're you doing in the server hub this late? It’s a dangerous place.” Tommy was assaulted by the many questions Grian asked.
“I’m not a child Big Man!” Tommy said almost jokingly before he visibly melted into the other's embrace. He would hate himself later on for asking this much from someone he barely knew. “Big G… If it’s not too much to ask. IsthereanywayIcouldstaywithyou” before he continues Tommy takes a large breath, “Ikindagotkickedoutofmyoldserverandneedsomewheretostay.” Tommy decided he just needed to ask even if he did it too fast for even himself to comprehend.
“Woah Woah, Tommy kiddo I need you to slow down a bit. I’m not sure if I heard you right, can you repeat what you said just a bit slower for me?” Grian said with almost a parental tone to his voice. Wings protectively tighten around Tommy’s body.
“I erm… I need a server to stay at. Dre- my admin um kicked me out.” Tommy muttered. While they both knew that Tommy’s previous admin was Dream, Tommy refused to give him the satisfaction of using the man’s name. This only got him a look of pity- no sympathy Tommy begrudgingly corrected himself.
“I’ll message Xisuma. Although I’m sure he’ll say yes, and if he doesn’t I know a server I can set you up in.” Grian unwrapped one of his arms from Tommy to pull out his communicator. Starting the long process of typing a message out to his admin with one hand.
Eventually, the communicator let out the recognizable bing of a new message. Grian hummed to himself before tapping Tommy to let him know they were going to move. Practically dragging the half-asleep teen Grian made his way to a portal Tommy had never seen before. Glancing at the Portals name his breath escaped him at the words.
Hermitcraft (Season 8)