~+...EXILED...+~

~+...𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗜...+~

~+...A FEW DAYS BACK...+~

"BAHAHAHA" Tommy laughed barely able to catch a breath. Tubbo was propped up against a birch tree, chuckling at the joke he had cracked. Wilbur was trying to stay serious while sitting criss-cross-applesauce on the grassy ground.

"AY TUBBO" Tommy yelled, although his friend was only a yard away. "Wot?" he sounded. "Wot? Wot? Oh I'm Tubbo and I like bees" Tommy mocked, forcing out a denser accent. "I don't talk like that!" Tubbo whined, giggling. "Tommy, don't be mean to Tubbo" Will stated, kindly. Of course, Tommy knew he didn't mean to be rude and just wanted everyone comfortable, so he zipped his mouth and started to change the subject.

"So! How are you feeling Tubbo? You must be nervous because the elections are coming up!". "Ehh- I'm actually kind of confident that I'm going to win this one". "AYY TUBBO! CONFIDENCE IS ALWAYS KEY!" Wilbur bellowed, standing up and clapping for Tubbo. "StoHp it!" Tubbo exclaimed, as Wilbur started to tickle him. Tommy joined in and jumped on top of both of them.

"OW! Tommy you're- you're crushing my spleen!" Will grunted.

"I don't even know what a spleen is!" He commented.

"AHH BOTH OF YOU GET OFF" Tubbo yelled, trying to take a breath.

"OKAY" Tommy said in a raspy voice. Wilbur and Tommy stood up, Wilbur rolling his arms back and taking a deep breath. "Ahhh" he sighed.

"Shut up" Tommy snapped, laughing at his own joke soon after.

"HELLO CITIZENS OF L'MANBURG. THE BALLETS HAVE BEEN COUNTED. PLEASE PROCEED TO THE PODIUM WHERE WE WILL ANNOUNCE OUR NEW PRESIDENT."

A loud voice sounded. There were speakers planted all over L'manburg, Pogtopia, The Holy Lands, BadLands.

Practically everywhere. The three all glanced at each other and started to head to the podium where Schlatt had last been elected.

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Schlatt. What a horrible man he was. He was manipulative and took over Tubbo. He had even convinced Techno to shoot him...and eventually kill him. However, Tubbo wasn't the only one who died. Quackity, and Jschlatt himself had also died from the explosion from the arrow. Hm. Jschlatt had also lost all of his three lives. He last one being from a sudden heart attack. Although he was a bad man, he was also an alcoholic. Commanding Tubbo for a bottle of beer, or a glass of wine every thirty minutes. It was sad that the thing he enjoyed the most killed him...
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Sooner or later the majority of people had gathered up, except Techno, and had taken their seats. Either down below or up above near the microphone. Fundy would be the one who would announce the new leader.

"Tubbo and Quackity please rise" Fundy said, the microphone sending out some feedback, making everyone cover their ears with their hands.

They rose.

"Thank you. Now, this election was very close, and almost tied." Tubbo looked down at Tommy who was sitting next to him. "Don't worry bud, you'll do great I promise" Wilbur whispered. Tubbo smiled back, and brought his attention to Fundy again.

"So, the winner of this election. Ahead by one vote..."

Suspense built up in everyone. Tommy mentally prayed for the next word from the furry's mouth to be his friend's name.

"TUBBO! Congrats! You have won the election and you are now the new president! Please come up and say a few words for the community"

"Wait...what?!" Tubbo said, his eyes widening up in shock.

"TUBBO YOU DID IT! LET'S GO!" Tommy hyped, hugging the new president "Tubbo I'm so proud of you! Way to go! I knew you would win!" Wilbur said in a more calmer voice, joining the group hug. Oh god, would this be the day L'manburg would be saved.

On the other hand, Quackity and his side, dropped in despair. The only one who was talking was BadBoyHalo. "Don't worry Quackity there is always a next time! I bet you'll win next time!" he squeaked. He knew it wasn't going to happen. No one took Quackity seriously after all the pranks he had pulled on the server. As well as his failed presidency with Schlatt. Karl didn't even believe in him, although he was one of Big Q's greatest friends.

Tubbo trotted up the wooden stairs, leading to the podium. Fundy moved out of the way, giving him space to talk.

"StoHp it!"

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a/n: hope you're having a good day! sorry for not updating this in a bit.
also, WHO ADDED THIS STORY INTO A READING LIST CALLED,
"Tommyinnit in PAIN" PLS- SJSKDKHSFD
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