Chapter 4: We'll be heroes!

                                    

                                          
When the sun rose above the half burnt flag of L'manburg, the morning birds began to chirp.
People eventually started to wake up, and once they did, it didn't take long for the others to notice that there were two missing individuals.
The thing is, Sam would drop potatoes off in the prison weekly, to keep Dream alive so he didn't die of starvation.
The weekly visits were usually the same, the same walk, the same manipulative words coming from Dream; but this time? There was no Dream.
Sam couldn't believe his eyes.
Was this a dream?
He had to be dreaming.
How could Clay possibly escape?! The security levels were so high!
Sam immediately got worried, and started to despise himself, as he looked around the cell helplessly.
He had one job, and he failed...
He failed as a guard, as a warden... he failed.. as a person.
Sam didn't want to break the news to the others, but he knew he had to.
People didn't take it lightly... and Sam was outcasted by most for the afternoon, most, but not Philza.
Philza was mad, yes; but he didn't blame Sam for the escape of Dream. It could've been a malfunction with the technology involved, or maybe Dream somehow used the book?
It was Dream, so the possibilities were endless.
This current situation lead to the others having to put the pieces together, and make an assumption, because not only was Dream out, but George was missing.
This meant one of two things.
George was either a traitor...
Or he was in danger.
Philza, being a very respected and responsible individual that was liked by most of the others, called out for a search to find both George and Dream.
There were a few groups that left to search for the dangerous man, and their past 'ally' GeorgeNotFound.
Everyone was worried to an extent;  just as they should be, but Tommy and Tubbo?
Now, they had to be the two who were the most worried about Dream being missing.
The psychotic male swore to kill Tubbo, meaning Tubbo had to be in danger.
Through out the whole day so far, Tommy didn't leave Tubbo's side... he couldn't.
He didn't want to lose his best friend.
                          
(~feel free to play the video here~)
                          
The two walked for a good amount of time, searching the huge patch of woods for the prisoner and his love interest, unaware that two multicolored eyes watched from a distance, slowly following from behind.
A brainwashed and mind controlled Ranboo watches and listens from a far, as the blonde boy sighs.
"This is such bullshit! This entire place is huge! We're not gonna find him." Tommy explains in rage as he walks next to his short best friend.
"Sam was supposed to keep Dream locked up! He promised me!" Tommy continues to rant, yelling quite loud.
Tubbo looked down and put a hand to Tommy's shoulder.
"Things happen Tommy, I'm sure he didn't mean it, and we'll find him, it's okay, really."
Tommy shook his head.
"No! It is not 'oKaY'" he mocks Tubbo in anger.
"Dream is OUT! George is MISSING! You have a CHILD, a husband! Tubbo you have a life you've barely lived yet, and Dream wants to strip that away from you!" He snaps, his voice echoing through the woods, as the light breeze blows through the leaves on the trees, the quiet sounds of birds chirping and leaves falling surrounding the two.
Tubbo looked down for a moment.
It was quiet now. Tommy stopped yelling.
Toby would be lying if he said that he wasn't terrified. Dream was a god. He knew how to fight, how to run, how to kill.
Tubbo knew that this wasn't a good situation, and he was scared, but he wanted to be there for Tommy.
He didn't want to make this about himself, which is ironic, isn't it?
That even in a situation that revolved around Tubbo, he still remained selfless, more worried about Tommy than himself.
Toby was a very kind person, too pure than he was given credit for.
Tommy soon speaks up again.
"I'm gonna kill him." He mentions in a mumble.
The short boy barely heard what his best friend had said, so he of course asked.
"What..?" Tubbo whispers.
"I'm gonna kill him!" Tommy yells.
A mind controlled Ranboo lowers his eyebrows, as Tubbo responds.
"I'll help you."
Tommy turned his head, seeming shocked yet grateful to hear that.
"You will. And we'll be heroes." Tommy mentions.
"The best heroes!" Tubbo giggles a bit.
Tommy grinned with pride.
If only he knew that someone was watching.
                          
Pride.
That blonde boy... had pride.
I was that blonde boy.
Oh, how naïve I was...