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Talk to me

(One day, Tommy goes silent. Tubbo tries to figure out why.)

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Something is wrong with Tommy, and I can't figure out how to fix it.

It's been about a week since he has talked to me. Yes, we still see each other everyday. We watch movies, we bond over our common interests. Everything that we would normally do.

But he doesnt speak anymore.

He communicates through a notebook. He writes what he wants to say and gives it to me to read. Now, there's two problems with this. First of all, I'm not the best reader in the world. There are points where I have no idea what he's trying to say to me.

Second of all, I miss his voice. I miss his laugh. I miss the softness in it when he's comforting me. All I want him to do is talk to me. But he won't.

I watched the sunrise over L'manburg. Another morning has arrived. I decided that today I was gonna confront Tommy about his because I was quite sick of it. I don't mean to be mean but I'm sick of him not talking to me.

I had watched the sunrise from on top of my house, and once it was fully up, I hopped down. Luckily, my roof was low so I was able to do it without hurting myself. I started to walk to Tommy's house, thinking about how I wanted to go about this.

I wanted to be calm and nice about it but the rage inside me boiled. I took a couple of deep breaths. Calm, Tubbo, calm. I arrived at Tommy's house and let myself in, he didn't mind. He was sat at the table with some toast and a drink, reading something.

"Tommy?" I asked, getting his attention.

He smiled, grabbing the notebook he's been writing in. He wrote something in it and slid it to me. I stopped the book from falling off the table with my hand, picking it up and closing it, not reading what he wrote. He looked confused.

I put the book in my bag, far away from where he could reach it, and walked over to him. I stood next to him, him not looking at him. I grabbed his chin with my hand, forcing him to look at me.

"Tommy, talk to me." I said, growling, the rage boiled inside of me. He bit his lip, trying to look away but he couldn't.

"Tommy, please. I don't know what I did to deserve this, and I'm sorry if I hurt you. But right now, I'm mad. You can't spend the rest of your life, talking through a notebook. So, I need you to talk to me." I explained to him.

Tears pooled up in his eyes, then down his cheeks. I let go of his chin and got down to his level. He hung his head, tears falling. I grabbed his hand and held them.

Then, at that moment, for the first time in a week, he spoke.

"Upset." He said.

My heart quickened as my insides wanted to jump for joy. But I couldn't. My friend was upset and he needed me. I could celebrate later.

"What are you upset about?" I asked.

He tried to reach for my bag but couldn't because it was tucked around me, "I know you don't wanna speak. But I really need you too, okay?"

He nodded his head, "Shut up."

I was taken aback by his words. Alright then.

"Shut up." He said it again.

"What do you mean, Tommy? Did someone tell you shut up? Is that why your upset?" I asked, trying to figure out what he meant.

He nodded his head. Fuck. He let out a sad sob and covered his mouth. I stood up, quickly, and pulled him into a hug. He cried into my shoulder as I rubbed his back. I told him sweet things to try and calm him. Poor thing.

I couldn't help but feel bad for him. We stood there for awhile before he pulled away. I cupped his face and wiped away his tears. He smiled at me as I did so.

"I'm sorry they told you that but guess what? I don't mind it. I love your voice. I love your laugh. I love the way that you ramble about things that you love. So, you can not talk to anyone if that's what you want. But please, talk to me. I'm here for you." I told him.

"Okay, Tubbo. I'll talk to you." He said, his voice was a bit shaky but I didn't care.

My friend was talking to me, and that's all I could ever ask for.

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Hello my loves!

I hope we are doing well today. I'm very sleepy but with some coffee, I'll get through the day.

I just wanna say thank you for 5k and then 24ish hours later, hitting 6k. And now we're almost at 7k. You guys are fucking insane and I love each and everyone of you. Hugs or fist bumps for everyone!

You know what's crazy as heck. Another wonderful authors who write Tommy and Tubbo fanfiction, read my story. For some reason, that messes with my head. Because I love their stories so much and they are so amazing, it's just mind blowing that they are reading mine!

This is a dream you guys.

-Lexi<3