Lost

Talking

Should I do more of Tommy's point of view?

The next day was awkward to say the least. Tubbo and Frost were the only two to get any where near Ian. Tommy had been silent the entire day, he kept spacing out. The tensions were high, it wasn't a great look.

Frost was sitting on the outskirts of the walls. They had the communicater pulled up, just looking at it. They shut it down falling on their back looking up at the sky. It was bright blue with very few clouds, it could rain, but might not you never know. 

They laid there for a long time, slowly they got up stretching and walked off. They needed to talk to someone who wasn't from L'manberg, and the dreamteam seemed like the perfect butch. They slowly walked toward their base.

Frosts eyes widen, and they turned hearing soft whimpers. They kneeled down looking at the small bunny in front of them. It limped towards the white haired teen. They looked at its front paw, it looks like it got cut pretty bad. 

"You need help little guy?" It backed up a bit hearing their voice. They slowly got out bandages, carefully moving towards the small creature.

Frost held out their hand, the rabbit sniffed it making no movement to run. They gently grabbed the creatures paw, slowly rapping it. It watched the teen with their soft gentle moves.  They finished wrapping it looking at the bunnies eyes.

"Were you someones pet? You don't seem very scared." They asked the small creature in confusion. It tilted its head at their confusion. Frost shrugged and got back up to go see Dream and his friends.

They started walking only to hear the whimpering again. They turned around, sure enough the rabbit was trying to follow them. As softly as they could they scooped up the bunny and set it in their pocket. Its ears were tucked in place with its little nose sniffing. 

They smiled and head off again, the bunny made no move to leave instead watching in curiosity. It didn't take them long to arrive at Dreams half of the war. They glanced around to see anyone, the only one they could see was a brown haired boy, he wore a brightly miss colored hoodie. Frost would have to ask his name later, they wanted to talk to Dream at the moment. 

They wandered around just looking at the different things the base had built. Someone moved out of the corner of their eye, they focused on who it was. George was walking around probably coming back from doing something. Perfect they could ask him.  

They jogged over to him. He looked at them, or they assumed he did. You can't see his eyes through his glasses lenses. 

"Frost? Why are you here?" They looked up at the slightly taller male. 

"I'm here to talk to Dream, do you know where he is?" Frost questioned. George nodded.

"Yeah I can show you, did something happen?" They avoided his gaze.

"You could say that." They were both left to silence.

They went to a building, George knocked on the door. It wasn't long until a masked male opened the door, he looked at George then locked eyes with Frost.

"What happening?" His small mask eyes looking at George. In return the shorter one shrugged looking at Frost. 

"Hey I wanted to talk, is that ok?" They were met with a nod of the mask, he opened the door letting the teen inside. George waved them both off before walking away. 

"Does this have something to do with the buddy you have in your pocket?" He moved his mask to the side, you could see his brown hair and green eye, that was it. They chuckled petting the bunny, it loved the touch. 

"No, I found it hurt in the forest. Wouldn't leave me alone so I took em with me." Dream frowned slightly but didn't comment on it.

"So what are you here for?" He leaned on the wall, watching Frost. They turned their attention from the creature in their pocket up to Dream.

"Something happened the other day and now everyone is mad at me." Dreams brows raised at how blunt they said it. 

They explained the basics of what had happened with Ian, and how only Tubbo and them trusted him.

"But how do you know hes not lying?" His tone a little harsh. They sighed.

"I don't know ok, but something in me tells me to trust him. I doubt I would get that from just anyone." Dream hummed in agreement. 

"So what are you going to do?" The question caught them off guard.

"What?" 

"If you think Ian is who he says he is, what are you going to do about it?" Dream repeated. Their shoulders sagged, what were they going to do. 

"I...don't know, he won't tell me much about my past or where I came from. So i guess nothing?" They seemed unsure. Did they want to go back home, it seemed worse than here. 

Dream studied their conflicted expression. They clearly didn't know what was going to happen next or what they wanted to do next. He couldn't blame them. They had no memory from anything, suddenly woke up in a war. To make some kind of friends with one side, then suddenly have someone from your past pop up. And still know nothing about yourself, it seemed a bit harsh. 

"Sorry I need to get back, nice to talk to you." They hurried out before Dream could respond. He stood there. If they really are apart of that family, this is going to be bad, very bad.

Tommy sat on the rooftop of his house thinking. He kept getting distracted and thinking, every time Wilbur would call him out. He couldn't seem to focus since the conversation with Ian yesterday. He hadn't gotten a chance to see Frost, Tubbo or Ian. It seemed like the trio were avoiding everyone, Tommy wasn't surprised he would have done the same. His eyes met with gold ones looking up at him. He blinked looking down at Frost.

"Can I come up there with you?" They looked at Tommys face for permission.

"Yeah sure" Tommy called back.

Frost head around back to get to the main latter. Tommy turned his attention back to the sky, it was getting to be sunset soon. It was beautiful to watch the sunset.

Frost shuffled next to Tommy. They both looked out at the sky.

"I grew up in an orphanage." Frosts head turned to look at the blonds. They were confused.

"I was 8 went I left, it wasn't long until Phil found me in the middle of the forest half freezing to death." He never turned to them only frowning at the sky, lost in memories. 

"He took me home, that was the first time I met Wilbur. Phil, Techno, Wilbur, they were my first family I had known. My other family left me to that orphanage." Frost looked at his blue eyes.

Tommy turned to face them, both staring at each other.

"Do you want to meet your family again?" He muttered. Frost didn't respond.

"I'm not sure, this would be so much easier if I could remember." Tommy numbly nodded. Both sat in comfortable silence for a while.

"Hiya! Did you two make up yet?" Both flinched at the loud voice, he hovered upside down in front of the pair. 

"Hi Ian." Frost breathed out. Ian smiled at both.

"I wanted to ask you two something!" Both turned to face the boy.

"So you know how I can fly, its a potion effect! I have some extra if you both wanna try one?" They both looked at each other then turned to the red head.

"The flyings a potion effect?" Tommy questioned. Ian eagerly nodded.

"Yup I have some other ones I made, if you wanna try one?" Both considered. 

Should Frost take the potion

or

Should Frost refuse?