They all hung out in the caravan for a while before everyone went to go do their own things.

Tubbo was left alone again.

He had seen Niki, Fundy, and Jack all head off with each other in one direction while Wilbur and Tommy headed in a different direction together. Everyone had been so quick to forget about him. He had to hold back tears that threatened to spill his body becoming tense and rigid. He was quick to head back to his own base. Always on edge since Dream had attacked him during the war. Maybe he shouldn’t have been but he just couldn’t help it. He headed to his room and decided that maybe he should just sleep it off. He did exactly that. 

When he woke up the sun was still out and was annoyingly bright. He shielded his eyes and groaned getting out of bed and grabbing a clean uniform to put on. He searched for the coat Niki has so generously patched up for him and then it hit him. He had left it at his old house.

Shit.

 He grabbed his satchel shoving food and supplies. Grabbing his axe and sword. He left his base and got ready to keep his guard up.

When he entered the Dream SMP he headed straight for his burnt home. Maybe asking Dream why he hadn’t stabbed him was a silly question because they were in the holy lands. But Tubbo wasn’t really thinking. When he arrived he quickly grabbed the coat still folded neatly and shoved it in his bag.

“Eret! You’re so stupid!” He heard Eret chuckle at Fundy yelling at him and then he heard Tommy groan. 

“He’s not wrong Eret.”  

Tubbo tensed up.

Why had they been able to talk with Eret and hang around him? Why hadn’t Tommy gotten upset at Fundy? Did Tommy not trust Tubbo? 

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a voice he so dreaded to hear. “Hey Tubbo. Didn’t expect to see you back here so soon.” Dream sounded way too confident. So he scoffed.

“I only came back for my coat Dream.” Tubbo was now sweating, rubbing his palms against his pants. Dream rolled his eyes and put an arm around the younger. Leading him away from his friends, leading him out of the holy lands. Tubbo could only follow. He may have been terrified but he wasn’t about to say no.

When he couldn’t hear the others anymore knowing they were too far away he tried to keep himself focused on every move Dream made. Dream had led him back to his base. 

Why had he done that? Why was Dream not saying anything? 

When they got into the base Sapnap and George were waiting in there. That made Tubbo terrified. Why were they in there? What was happening? Was he about to die? Would it even matter at this point? 

The three men had their eyes on him and this made Tubbo scared.

 “Tubbo, have you thought about joining us?” Dream was blunt with Tubbo not wanting to waste his time. 

“Uhm, well, I mean.” Tubbo felt a lump form in his throat and his hands started to tug at the hem of his button up. 

“An answer now Tubbo.” Sapnap’s voice was a lot harsher than Dream’s and that made him flinch. 

“I- I’ve thought about it but I still don’t- I want- I.” Tubbo couldn’t form an answer why couldn’t he? Shouldn’t his answer just be no? 

“Tubbo lets do a,” Dreams hands flitted in the air trying to find the right words.

 “A test of sorts. We claim we’ve kidnapped you and I don’t know, tell them we’ll hand you back for a price. No fighting has to be involved and we’ll let them know since I know Wilbur wouldn’t mind taking a route with just words. Then we’ll see how long it takes for them to retrieve you and we’ll go from there. How ‘bout it.” Dream sounded so confident in this plan that it seemed trustworthy. He didn’t know why but he sucked in a breath and exhaled shakily. 

“Ok Dream.” Dream beamed at this answer and left quickly to alert the L’Manbergians of this hostage situation.