Myct SbI angst + fluff oneshots (read desc)

What makes you happy? (Angsty short.)

I saw the video above. Now i shall write.

(draft is from 15 march 2022)

Puffy tapped her notepad with her pen. The clock ticked in the background. She looked up at the nervous blonde. "What makes you happy?" Everyone had something. At least in one point in their lives.

He thought. What makes him happy? He thought back to before now. Before pogtopia, before L'manburg, before DSMP, before it all. He thought back to when he was still just a boy.

"TOMMY!!" The boy woke up with a groan. Who the hell was calling him... He rubbed his eyes and turned his head. A boy with brown hair was smiling at him. His small horns poking out of his head. "Tommmmyyyyyy hurry up. Wilbur said he'll teach us how to make those cool scones today!" He was practically dragging the blonde out of bed.

Suddenly the memory changed.

"Who am I without you?" The boy asked worryingly. They were the two halves of a whole. Like Yin and Yang they completed each other.
"Yourself..." The brunette in front of him gave a grim smile. Normally the smiles of his friend would comfort the blonde. But not right now. This cant be the end.
"Alright, times up. Come on Tubbo." The ram turned away and followed the mask man.
"Im sorry Dream, but you should have paid me more..."

Once again the memory vanished. This time there was a pink haired man standing in front of him. His hair tied up in a bun. His face was covered in dirt. He swiped some sweat off his forehead using his arm. "Alright. So all you have to do is follow my lead."
"Okay!" A young voice called back. The man tilled the land. He then dropped some potatoes in the gash. (I really wanted to say grussy-) He finished it off by putting soil back on the holes.
"Now you try." The little boy attempted to copy the same thing the older did. He didn't so that well admittedly, but he was proud. His smile was gleaming. The older ruffled his hair. "Good job runt."

The pinkette stood on a hill. Soul sand structures were behind him. His hair waved in the wind. "So.. you want to be a hero Tommy." Tommy gulped. He took a few steps back. He was terrified. The piglin grinned. His sharp tusks showing. He pulled out wither skulls from his inventory. This wont end well.."DO YOU WANT TO BE A HERO TOMMY!? THEN DIE LIKE ONE!"

Once more, a new memory showed

A tall brunette stood before him. He ruffled the boys hair. "You'll get it one day."
The smaller grumbled something along the lines of "im not a little kid.." The tall one smiled.
"No matter how old you are, you'll always be my little brother." He turned away from him. "Now lets go clean up the burnt cookies before dad gets home." The younger ran ahead.
"Ill race ya!" He could hear the older laughing behind him before chasing after him. They ran towards the kitchen, the younger ended up being victorious. He smiled as he silently celebrated. The older on the other hand ruffled his hair once more.
"Ill get ya next time I promise." He grinned while the younger stuck out his tongue.

The same brunette stood before him. He no longer had those chocolate eyes or that bright smile. He had seemingly glowing red eyes with a insane grin. He laughed before the blonde. "Tommy! You-You don't understand!! They're all traitors! Don't listen to Tubbo man. He-He'll drop you the moment your no longer useful." He was no longer smiling. He was angry, furious even. His hand made its way into his hair, pulling at it. "Everyones out to get us! If you go and see him you might as well be a traitor yourself.." The younger stepped back as the older stepped forward. "And if you're a traitor..." He once again stepped forward but the blonde was backed into a wall. "You might as well be dead where you stand.." He smiled wide, it sent shivers down the youngers side. His hand holding the hilt of his blade. Maybe talking to him wasn't such a good idea..

(Im well aware none of these lines are exact. I wasn't in the fandom at this time, I was only getting into it. I also added a lot to make it
✨ dramatic ✨)

"My family? I guess, yeah." He mumbled, bringing his arms closer to his chest. Puffy smiled kindly at this, gods he hated how nice she was. He adverted his gaze, allowing it to drop onto his scarred arms.

"Thats nice," She remarked as she wrote something down in her notebook, "Lets try to focus on them alright?" Tommy nodded, still looking down to avoid her kind eyes. He hated how kind-hearted the sheep was. He was going to miss her when she eventually got up and left, just like they always did.

His attention was brought back to the captain with the sound of paper being ripped. He looked up and met face to face with a sheet from Puffys notebook, which after a moment of hesitation he ended up grabbing. "Uh, whats this?" He asked, glancing up at his therapist.

"Just some things for you to think about until our next session. Hold onto that sheet will you?"

"Oh uh alright.." He mumbled, getting up from his seat and leaving. As he exited the building he looked down at his sheet of paper.

'Things to live for (add to this list when you can)
-family'

Oh.. okay then.

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I AM SO SORRY ABT THE SHITTY ENDING. I started this draft literally two years ago almost and I had NO CLUE where I was going with it. (draft ended after the flashbacks)

hope you enjoyed..?

feb 14 6:24 happy valentines! I didnt prep anything for today so ill make smth later