I got up from my bed, my head pounding, voices in my head yelling random things. They never shut up do they? Well I guess they did while I was panicking about Dream but I guess not so much anymore. I walked out of the dark room, almost everything down here is lit by lantern or candle. Instead of grabbing a lantern and lighting it, I just let my wings fall out and let them have their natural glow. I walked to where Clem and Shroud were staying, I heard talking inside of their room.

"Shroud give that back! You can't just take away my stuffy! It's MINE for a reason." "WHAT?! Well you can't claim one of our shared toys as only yours!" "Oh yeah? And who said that?" I opened the door and chuckled, both children looking at me. "How about I say neither of you steal from the other?" Shroud smiled and Clementine pouted "But dad!-" "You just heard him didn't you? Not stealing!" "I-... YOUR THE ONE WHO TOOK IT FROM ME!!" I closed the door and left them to their bickering, headed to a living room of sorts to wait for Tubbo to wake up. We determined last week that staying at either of our places would be dangerous, so Tubbo took us to a secret bomb shelter he and Ranboo build a good long way back when I was in exile.. I ploped onto the couch and picked up a pen and paper, thinking off making a 'To do: list' of sorts. I know me and Tubbo want to first off, find where Creeper bastard is hiding Micheal, then force Dream to revive Ranboo, and after that I'm not sure.. Tubbo seems.. a bit understandable obsessive over it. After the kids went to sleep last night he went on about how he wants to kill Sam, Dream, everyone who's wronged him and who he loves.

I can accept the sentiment, but I'm not sure how much bloodshed will really help. I will do anything to help Tubbo be happy, I would go to the ends of the earth. "Tommy.. Being an early bird as always I see." He chuckled at his own joke and sat down next to me. The goat boy placed his head on my shoulder, "Can you maybe dampen the light a bit..? It was so bright it woke me up and my room is right down the hall" "No can do! The great Tommyinnits flare can only brighten!" I joked, but made sure that my normally flaming wings didn't shine that much light.

"Thanks Toms.." Tubbo closed his eyes but seemed sad..

...

I stood alone in a void, I was scared out of my mind and not knowing where I am.. "RANBOO?! MICHEAL?! T-Tommy?! Anyone..?" I felt distressed and didn't know what to do.. "But I do" I froze.. "R-Ranboo?! Where-" suddenly I wasn't alone.. I saw his dead body standing in front of me.. and started to circle me as tears stream down my face.. "Why didn't you save me? Are you even going to avenge me..?" "Of course I do! I won't rest of my own volition until you can rest in piece!" He laughed.. but that's.. that's not his normal laugh.. It was dark, it was almost evil in a way. "Darling.. I want BLOOD. Sams.. blood. You know you want me back.. and I know what you need!" He grabbed me by the horn and whispered something into my ear..

My eyes shot open, breathing heavily.. A bright light entered my room.. I got up, thoughts running through my mind. I saw Tommy in the living room.. Tommy...

...

Tubbo was resting his head on my shoulder "Hey Toms..?" "Mm..?" He pulled away from me, a darkish look in his eyes "We need to find Dream." I tilted my head "But I thought you wanted to get Micheal..? You aren't actually going to follow Sams demands are you? I thought you wanted to kill-" "Three birds with one stone!" He grinned "We force Dream to revive Ranboo, Kill him, turn him in to Sam, get Micheal, and then stab him in while he's turned away!" He seemed to enjoy thinking about it but it concerns me.. I'm not going to have to lose another brother to insanity am I..?

Not going to lose Tubbo like Wilbur?