I walked to the door, the locked door that held my brother inside. I held a dagger in my hand, unsure of if what I was about to do was the right idea. "Tommy?" ".." "Tommy.." "Tubbo don't try to stop me" "The fact you haven't done it yet means I probably don't need to, in fact I don't even want to" I felt a minor wave of confusion and Tubbo stood in front of me, but he smiled "You should do it. He hurt you. Its what he D E S E R V E S Tommy" My arm shook for a second "Then let me do it! The longer we keep him here alive the more of a danger he is. We should take him out while we can!" He was way to cheerful about this.. "..." "What? Tommy you don't actually think we could just keep him here did you? We need to get rid of him. And if you aren't going to get your revenge then I'll do it for you." "...Tubbo your insane.." I looked at the ground with a sinking feeling in my chest.

"... aren't you?"

I froze. "W-what?" "You went utterly unhinged when you saw Wilbur~! I figured the only reason you didn't kill him right there and then was because your kids were in the room" I relaxed a little and gripped the knife in my hand.. "I want to be the one to do it.. I just.. I don't know if I'm ready." "Tommy.. Tommy he's hurt you! MANIPULATED you. Allied himself with the person who killed you, and tortured you in many different ways. And.. I don't think there is every going to be a better time for you to be ready. Even if you are in a little bit of denial.." ... "Fine.. I'm going to go in to talk to him" Tubbo nodded and walked away. Probably to talk to GhostBoo again.

I creaked open the door, my knife hidden in a hilt. I walked in and reaclosed the door. Wilbur was handcuffed and chained to the other side of the room. "Look who finally decided to show up.. So your just going to cut my face and then lock me up in a room? That's not a really nice that to do to fam-" "Don't act like your my family. I'm not letting you control me with those damned words ever again!"

Wilbur laughed, "Yknow that little spitfire acts exactly like you, wonder how long it would take to get him to trust me once your out the picture." I reached for the handle of my knife, not quite pulling it out yet "exuse me?" "Oh you know! You were SO easy to control at that age, that little kid of yours acts so much like you. I wouldn't be surprised if-" I threw the knife at him, it lodged deep into the wall right next to his head. He grinned "Awe~ Did big man Tommy miss the target?" I walked over, stepping on his hand so we won't be able to hurt me while I grabbed my blade. He growled at me, obviously unhappy. I glared right back at him "Why are you trying to get me to hurt you?" "Oh? I have no clue what your talking about Toms~!" I dug my heel into his hand, trying to get an answer. Then it hit me.. Dream

I chuckled "You really think he would REVIVE you for a second time? You think that by killing you, that you could escape?" I stepped away from him, "Well are you ready to test that theory?" Wilbur paled a little, and I held my hand back, as if I was ready to throw my knife again, this time with the intent of not missing. "WAIT! I-I'll do what you want! Just don't throw it!" I hesitated.. I lowered my arm with a growl, not wanting to admit that I legitimately wanted to do it. I walked out of the room, setting the door up to lock itself behind me and slammed the door.

Might as well tell Tubbo bout this..