Ivory - An Eburnean Tommy AU

viii - i hear you now

He couldn't remember, it's been such a long time,

"It seems that you're awake."

The ghost stands up which made Tommy back up a bit, staring at Ghostboo with ease, "Don't worry, Tommy. I can't do much." He reassures him, pointing at his cut straight at his chest,

"I'm a ghost."

Taking a breath, he calms down and softens his limbs that have been painfully stiff. The one floating looks familiar, but he couldn't tell who exactly is he,

"Do you not remember who I am Tommy? Or at least, find me a familiar person that you can't quite put?"

Tommy couldn't answer, but stare back at the ghost anyway.

That only made the ghost chuckle in return though, floating around the room,

"Do you remember who Ranboo is?" He asks softly.

Tommy tilts his head for a bit, eyeing the ground, before nodding slowly. Then realization hits him like a truck which made him stare back at the ghost,

"Yep. Ranboo's dead, and I'm here!" He does those jazz hands before flying around once more.

Tommy only blinks at the information that smacked across his face.

'Ranboo is..dead? It's like Wilbur all over again, huh.'

For some reason, it didn't hurt him much, only felt the fact that one of his good friends is dead.

It feels unreal, like everything, really.

He thought he could never get out of that cave after all, see the light ever again,

"You must have been through a lot." Ghostboo murmurs, getting closer to him, where his face and the other closely meet,

"I wonder what you're thinking right now."

Blue eyes gaze back upon the heterochromatic ones of red and green.

The door creaks open, as Ghostboo looks back to see who it was,

"Wha-? Ghostboo- What are you doing?-" Tubbo exclaims in surprise, getting in,

"Nothing! Just checking him and all that. It's kind of interesting how you guys are able to sleep and all."

Tubbo only rolls his eyes and pushes him off from Tommy, "That's because you don't sleep, asshole." He retorts before giving a concerned look for his best friend,

"You alright? Did he scare you or anything?"

Tommy didn't really give much of a reaction.

Sighing, Tubbo stares back at Ghostboo with a glare,

"I didn't scare him I swear-" Ghostboo raises both his hands to show that he's innocent, "Really, just..checked him and all."

Tubbo pinches the bridge of his nose, "If you mess with him, I don't care if you were Ranboo, but-"

Something tugged Tubbo's coat, which made him look back at him, "Wh- What is it Tommy?"

The mime stands up shakily and pets his best friend's hair. Tubbo's anger washed away from that contact alone. It's almost magical,

"See? He's fine! Aren't you, Tommy?" Ghostboo smiles, swaying around the room like he's listening to some beat in his head.

"Whatever. By the way, can you hand over the soup I made for him?"

Ghostboo chuckles and heads up towards the door, "Oki dokey-"

He's gone after that. Tubbo rolls his eyes with a small smile before dragging his attention back to Tommy,