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'Inhale and Puff. That's all there is to cigarettes' Said Wilbur blowing smoke into the damp cavern air. 'Isn't it bad for your lungs a sh*t?' Tommy asked stepping back a bit from Wilbur's smoke that hovered in the cavern air. Wilbur shrugged a modest shrug. 'They'll kill your lungs y'know? You're gonna die from smoking Wil-'
Puff.
Wilbur blew smoke into Tommy's face making the man cough and wave the smoke away. 'I'll be fine, really. It takes away the pain after you've lost your own fucking country! It makes me feel good, Tommy.' Wilbur said raising his arms to the roof cave-like something was going to fall into his hands with the answers. Tommy groaned, smoking smelt horrible. Phil told him he use to smoke but that was centuries ago...
'They're bad for your lungs, Will!' Tommy argued trying to bring Will to his senses. 'Like I've said you'll die smoking—'
'Oh shut up, will you? How about you give it a try—'
'Wah?! No! I'm not smoking that toxic gas!' Tommy said standing his ground, Wilbur sighed.
'How about.. you give it a try and if you don't like it then you don't have to like it. But if you do.. which I'm sure you will, you can't say anything about how it's "bAd fOr My lUnGs"' Wilbur said mocking Tommy. 'No! I'm- I'm not gonna smoke that sh*t Wilbur!' Tommy said, Wilbur, didn't listen and tossed him a half-empty packet of cigarettes and a lighter.
'Wha-?'
'J-just try it. I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you when you smoke Tommy.' Wilbur said, trying to smile sincerely. Tommy looked down at the packet and the lighter.
"Surely... Will wouldn't lie to me? Right?? He's my only trusted friend right now.. I can't even trust Technoblade or Tubbo." Thought Tommy, "I'm- I'm just overthinking this. Will would never do anything to hurt me or- or betray me right? Right..." As he came to the conclusion he hesitantly took out a cigarette, Before taking the lighter and lighting it. He slowly put it into his mouth and did what Wilbur had said;
"Inhale and Puff, that's all there is to cigarettes..."
Tommy coughed on the smoke almost dropping the cigarette before Will helped him. 'It's a little hard and weird at first, but you get used to it.' 'Will- I- I don't like it—'
'J-just keeps trying for a few more minutes.'
'Few minutes?!' Tommy asked coughing slightly, 'Yes! And if you don't like it then, I'll stick to my word.' Wilbur said holding his hands up in defeat while his cigarette hung in his mouth. '
Al.. alright.' Tommy muttered trying it a few more times. Tommy's head rung with what Wilbur had promised him, "I won't let anything bad happen to you while you smoke... I promise." And Tommy believed him back then.
He wished he didn't.
~Exile Arc~
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!~
'RISE AND SHINE TOMMY!' Dream yelled, throwing the alarm clock right where Tommy's head was. Tommy was already awake, he'd been awake for hours... Sleep paralysis demons aren't the funniest thing to have. 'I'm awake d*ckhead.' Tommy muttered grabbing the clock and chunking it at Dream's mask who caught it with ease. 'Time for house inspection!' Dream said, Tommy groaned and got up and headed outside rubbing his eyes while dream threw everything out of his chest and threw stuff around.
"Theres no shit to hide. I haven't hidden anything-" 'Tommy! What are these?!' Dream yelled, Tommy turned around to see Dream holding his multiple packets of cigarettes and a bottle of empty beer. 'Oh yeah, it's my coping mechanism a**hole now give them back.' Tommy yelled holding out his hands, Dream looked confused.
'Even the bottle?-'
'Even the bottle.' Tommy growled. Dream hesitantly tossed his "coping mechanism" which Tommy caught easily. Tommy put the cigarette in his hoodie's pockets before tossing the bottle far into the ocean. Dream watched the bottle go before looking back at Tommy who took out a packet and took out a cigarette with a lighter and lit one.
'You... smoke?' Dream asked, Tommy, shrugged. 'Use to, got back into it. Exile is f**king hard you know?' Tommy said before chuckling and rolled his eyes, 'Not that you would know that.' Dream seemed to glare at Tommy who pushed past him and went back inside who sat on his bed and smoked. Dream followed him inside while staring him, concerned, if Tommy died from smoking then it would be on dreams shoulders, there goes his trust in Tubbo.
'Tommy, no smoking when I'm around.' 'Good thing you don't like being around me then,' Tommy murmured. 'What did you say?' Dream hissed coming closer before tommy puffed a huge cloud into his mask, which made him cough and wobble backwards. Dream sighed angrily and tried to grab the cigarette from the blonde but he smacked his hand away
'You dare touch me?!' Dream hissed summoning his axe, Tommy didn't even flinched and blew another cloud into the ceiling. 'Go ahead.' Tommy said, Dream froze. 'I've already lost my home and I feel numb to pain, your axe means no threat to me.' Tommy said keeping eye contact with dreams mask. Dream was stunned.
'Alright. You asked for it.' Dream said raising his axe to Tommy's throat. Tommy shrugged and threw away his cigarette before stomping on it. 'You cant kill me, that'll loose your precious trust in precious Tubbo.' Tommy said smirking, Dream froze. "How does he know that?!" Dream thought, 'it's pretty obvious, so don't try and act all tough-'
WACK
Dream hit Tommy in the face with the flat part of his axe sending him flying backwards and hit his head against the window before dream grabbed his leg and dragged him onto the ground before putting a foot in Tommy's chest and leaning on the blondes chest. 'I don't need to act tough when your the weakling here, Tommyinit. And as long as I have you in my grasp I do not care what Tubbo saids.' Dream hissed, pushing down harder on his chest making the man gasp for air.
'No matter what you say, I am always two steps ahead of you.' Dream said with a laugh. Tommy didn't open his eyes or say anything. "Why isn't he saying anything?! Ugh, this brat. Whatever. I made my point' Dream thought getting off and leaving the teen before logging off. The air was quiet and the silence was thick like fog. Then Tommy finally let go of the breathe he was holding in and breathed in, shaking.
This wasn't the first time dream had done this before out of exile or in exile, but the constant of him smoking made his chest a weaker and easier to attack. "He thinks he can break me, well he's wrong." Tommy thought looking up at the ceiling, before getting up leaning anything near him for support.
"I've been here for- almost a week. It's time I expose this b*strd." Tommy thought, thoughts clouded from smoking. "No one showed up in days, I should do something to show I'm good. Show that I'm thriving..." Tommy snapped his fingers. "I'll throw a-"
'Beach party?' Dream asked the next day, Tommy nodded. 'Everyone from L'Manburg will be invited and everyone can party and let loose,' Tommy said, Dream considered it before agreeing. 'I don't see no reason why not, I'll go make invitations and I'll give them to Ghostbur.' Dream said walking away, Tommy smirked. "Phase one complete." Tommy thought taking a cigarette to celebrate.
"I'll go grab some food and wine from a bar in a village and we'll be all set. I'll expose this green b*stard by not being here and leaving the whole party destroyed and pin it on Dream. And I'll be far far from here. It's perfect." Tommy thought, going for a lighter and lit the cigarette and headed for a bar.
Tommy had thought this all threw... at least he thought he did...
~Day of the party~
'No one showed up..' Tommy muttered putting his head down on the table, dream tapped the table with his fork and shrugged. 'I guess no one cared, I gave them to Ghostbur and he sent them all out but..' Tommy sighed and banged his hand on the table. 'F**k man.. I thought Tubbo would have com at least...' Tommy muttered sitting up sighing sadly. 'I mean, at least I'm here-'
'Yeah but your always here. You don't count..' 'But I'm your only friend.. even Ghostbur didn't come.' Dream said softly, heading over to grab Tommy's shoulder comforting. 'Just.. f**k... f**k everything.' Tommy growled standing up and getting on the table to throw all the plates and tare down all the banners down.
Dream watched from afar as Tommy tore down everything, he threw the cake into the ocean before collapsing onto the table and sniffing slightly, tears filling in his eyes. 'It's okay.. I'm here. I'm your only friend...' 'I guess...' Tommy murmured, Dream sighed and was about to leave before Tommy took out a cigarette and a lighter.
'Tommy, no-' 'Smoking, yeah yeah. I know about your stupid f**king rule. And I couldn't give two sh*t's about the rule. It's the perfect time to smoke, now kindly piss off.' Tommy said lighting the cigarette and smoked a huge cloud into the sky making him cough slightly. Dream sighed before walking away to leave Tommy to his own demise, he logged off shortly after.
Tommy looked up at the setting sky and waited till it set until he used up the last of the cigarette's in the packet, before heading to his "home". He got to the end of the table before he saw the wine he "bought" at the bar that was for fundy and Quackity. He knew they'd like to drink.. they'd drink during pogtopia. Tommy sighed and rubbed his eyes before grabbing the bottles of wine heading inside and drinking it to his hearts content.
He puked a few times before passing out on his bed, one or two of the bottles rolled off his bed and smashed against the floor making tommy wake up to his sleep paralysis demon stalking him. "Oh f**k off." Tommy thought, he fell asleep a few hours before Dream came to do another house inspecting only to find a hungover tommy on his bed with multiple peices of broken glass everywhere.
Dream rolled his eyes and left, he wasn't in the mood for a hung over Tommyinnit, morning Tommy was already annoying enough.Tommy woke up at 3:40 pm with a banging head and feeling extremely sick. He got up very hungover before finding some potatoes and ate those as breakfast, he walking outside in his bare feet and went back down to the beach to make sure that what happened yesterday wasn't some bad dream he had.
Not to his surprise, it wasn't. He felt his eyes tear up before he threw up right where he stood. When he managed to get home and swallow the sickening he felt in his throat and drank a lot of water and ate a lot of potatoes, he decided to run away today. He packed up a few important things, food, socks, cigarette packets and a map.
He got his shoes on and ran for it, ignoring his head beating like a drum and his stomach spinning like a roller coaster. He headed to the snowy biome, he heard a certain pig lived they're and he knew that certain pig was stacked. He was almost out of the thick woods before he tripped due to his, already, spinning and banging head and rolled down into a deep cave and broke his right knee.
He was to dazed and in shock to notice for the moment so he just got up and limped back up out of the cave. Tommy finally reached the snowy biomes before, inevitably, passing out of pain and dizziness. Almost an hour later, Tommy felt something wet and slobbery on his face and opened his eyes to see a Wolf licking his face.
He responded to this gross jester by pushing the animal away and wiping the slobber off his face until he heard an all-to-familiar monotone voice. 'Tommy? Your alive??' "Technoblade?" Tommy thought trying to look up only to be blinded by the sun until a figure stepped in-front of it. 'I thought you were dead by the way you lay still and smelled, ugh' Techno said holding his nose. 'F**k you techno.' Tommy muttered.
'Oh uh, by the way, uh. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! Especially lying on the cold show.' Techno asked, Tommy sighed. He rolled onto his stomach and tried to push-up himself up, but fell onto his face immediately. 'Oh jeez, I- I can't just leave an undefeated child here! You'll freeze or be eaten to death!'
'I—' Tommy started getting up slowly and wobbly pointing a finger at Techno. 'I am perFectly cable of Taking CaRE of myself.,' he said burping slightly. Techno's eyes widened. 'Are— are you hungover?!' Techno asked shocked.'Whaaaaat?! No! How DaRE you accuse me of such an accusation.' Tommy said swaying a bit, Techno was in disbelief.
'I- I can't just leave you here!-' 'SINCE WHEN HAVE YOU EVER CARED?!' Tommy yelled holding his stomach tightly with one of his hands. 'I— your hungover!'
'AM NoT—'
And then Tommy barfed right they're collapsing onto his knees, 'TOMMY?!' Techno yelled holding his shoulders while trying not to get barf on his clothes. 'I have to take you to Phil, he'll know what to do.' Techno said waiting till he stopped barfing to pick him up, bridle style, and speed walk to his house.
Techno kept telling the blonde to keep his eyes open only for him to slowly close his eyes making techno pick up the pace and call for Phil. The last thing Tommy remembered was Philza swooping from the sky and landed in front of him and Techno.