Chapter 8 - training

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You were sitting on the sofa, then you heard knocks on the door. It must be T&T. You hopped off the sofa, rushed to the door and opened it.

"How was it?" You asked Tommy.

"Well, you might not be happy with it..." Tubbo put a hand on the back of his neck.

"What do you mean?" you frowned.

"I challenged Dream." Tommy spoke.

"What?" You raised your voice.

"Archery, it's simple tho." He said.

"What is that about?" You asked.

"Me and Dream, face to the other side. Take ten steps after the steps, turn around and start shooting each other. The first one who gets hit loses. " Tommy said.

"You said yes? Oh my.." you wanted to keep going, then you thought about Wilbur's words.

"You know you can't protect them forever."
"They need to see the world by themselves."

You took a deep breath and put your hand on Tommy. You knew it was dangerous. But even if you tried to, you still couldn't stop it.

The best way for now was to help Tommy to get ready.

"Come on." You let go of him and walked to the door.

"Where?" He asked.

"Train. The archery. Go grab your bow and I'll see you outside." You said as you walked out.

You walked outside, closed the door behind you. You leaned your head on the wall.

Wilbur was right. I can't protect them forever, I should let them go. And they are 17 now, they can take care of themselves. You thought.

You took a deep breath and flashbacks ran through your head.

"Gwen. They are Tommy and Tubbo."

"Their parents died in an accident."

"I decided to adopt them. You always want a little brother, don't you?"

...

"Gwen..."

"I'm sorry I can't be with you three anymore..."

"So please..."

"Take care of yourself..."

"And your brother..."

"I love you all..."

"Gwen, I'm ready to go!" Suddenly, Tommy's voice appeared.

"Oh! Let's just walk into the forest." You turned to face him.

"There's a place that I usually train there." you continued.

You kept walking, Tommy didn't say anything. You eyed him.

"You know, I'm so worried about this." You spoke.

"Why?" He asked.

"What if you get hurt?" You said.

"Pfff, I won't!" He giggled.

"You really think that green bitch can hurt me? Come on!" Tommy laughed.

You just did a fake smile. Yes, he can. He definitely can.

"But seriously, what will you do if I get hurt.?" He asked.

"Kill him." You answered quickly.

"Wow-" He said. You went silent again, suddenly, you spoke.

"Here we are." You stopped and so did Tommy.

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