#whatwillhedo

Tubbo took a seat on one of the stools at my island and I moved around the kitchen to get something hot to drink. If I was awake, I might as well enjoy it. “Would you like some hot chocolate?” I asked softly. Tubbo nodded, “Yes, please. Thank you.” I quickly began making the cocoa on the stovetop. It didn’t take too long and soon enough I was able to set a mug down in front of the young President. “Thanks,” He claimed softly, picking up the mug, staring deeply in it before taking a sip. “No problem,” I replied, taking a sip of my own drink, “Now. Do you want to talk about why you were banging on my door at 3 am?”

Tubbo let out a sigh, his eyes trained on the cup cradled in his hands. “I miss Tommy.” Tubbo croaked. My heart broke. “I miss my best friend. My Vice President. My right hand man. The man that’s been there for me through thick and thin. The one who fought by my side. He’s gone and it’s all my fault.” Tubbo cried out, setting the mug down on the counter top. “Tubbo,” I began softly, setting my own mug down and making my way to him, “You did what you had to do.” “I’d change it. If I could.” Tubbo claimed, cutting me off  “If I could go back, I would go to war with Dream. I wouldn’t have exiled him. I wouldn’t have sent my best friend away. But I can’t and now I have to live with the fact that I betrayed my best friend. I just… I want my best friend back.” I quickly wrapped my arms around Tubbo’s shoulder and brought him close to my chest. I rested my cheek on the top of his head and began stroking his hair. 

We stayed like that for a while just basking in the silence. I finally decided to speak up, “Tubbo. I want you to listen to me okay?” I began, slightly pulling away from our hug so that he could look at me. “Yes, it is true. You exiled Tommy. You did what you had to do. You did what you thought was best for a country that was really suddenly put in your care. And you’re right, you can’t change the past. But you do have control over the present and the future. You know where Tommy is, yes?” I asked. Tubbo nodded, reaching up and wiping his eyes. “So go visit him. Go see him.” “But what if he doesn’t want to see me?” He asked, bottom lip quivering. “Oh Tubbo. Tommy is always going to want to see you. He may be a little mad, but we all know that deep down, Tommy can never be mad at you. You’ll just have to keep going back, keep bothering him, until he cracks.” I announce, moving back to the other side of the counter to grab my mug. 

Tubbo nodded slowly, reaching for his own mug. “You’re right Y/N. Thank you,” Tubbo thanked softly before finishing his chocolatey drink. “Anytime Tubbo.” Tubbo was silent for a moment before he asked, “Will you want to go with me to see Tommy tomorrow? I don’t know if I can go by myself, you know, especially if he is mad at me. I could use some support. We could have a sleepover here and then we could leave first thing in the morning” I gave the boy a soft smile, “Sure thing kiddo… do you want to sleep in my bed with me?” I asked, collecting our dirty mugs and placing them in the sink before turning back to the boy.