Tom De Louis Soot's POV

It's been a week since Ran came back from town with bags of herbs and since we planted seeds in the garden. Each day I go to the back of the house to water them a watering can, it's quite heavy at times, I have to go back and forth to be able to water every seedling with the right amount of water. It's a really frustrating job, carrying a heavy can of water about five times. Either way, the results seem to be paying off. The flowers are growing and some starting to bloom. However, my impatience gets the best of me and I threw the can across the garden, making Ranboo dash out of the house.

" Tom! Hey, hey it's okay- You shouldn't  have to throw the can. Is everything alright?" Ranboo asked with a certain concerned tone in his voice, crouching down to my level making eye contact. His crimson red and emerald eyes got me in a state of hypnosis, almost calming me down but I ripped away our eye contact and glanced over at the can that destroyed a flower bed. 

My face dropped in anger, tears at the brink of spilling, I clenched my fist, swung my body in a 180 degree motion, tensing my whole body is the process. My anger filled from my toes to the tip of my head, I can feel the anger rush to my fingers and hands from my arms, my body starting to shake and quiver from the rage. It was only 7 in the morning, the sun was rising causing it's rays to peek through the cracks of the branches and leaves, leaving a golden orange glow in the garden. Whatever Ranboo was trying to tell me, it didn't fully process into my brain, it was only a muzzled noise coming in from one ear and out of the other. 

It wasn't only the flowers getting the best of me, it was also that Tubbo guy. He's cold and super distant, he always has a laugh with Ranboo but with me he's quiet and gives me dirty looks. Ran doesn't seem to believe me about Tubbo and his negative vibes. He's telling me to be more open while his nephew does whatever he wants, this was unfair! I despise Ranboo.

All of a sudden, I got interrupted by Ranboo crouching right in front of me which concern very visible in his face and eyes. " Tommy! Oh my god, don't do that to me! I thought you were- Never mind that. What's wrong buddy?" He got a tighter grip on my shoulders, probably to squeeze out any information out of me that I have left. In reflex, I smacked both of his hands away from me, making him instantly flinch as I dashed out to the front of the house. " W-what? Tom!" Ranboo yelled at me, hearing his lanky legs and feet hit the dirty floor behind me I increased my speed, dashing into the vined and swamped forest. Losing track of Ranboo in the process, I stomped over to a single log laying sideways facing a giant clear crystal lake. 

The sunrise made it even better and breath taking, but it wasn't enough to make me sit down and stop crying in frustration. Unexpectedly, I felt my cheeks start to sting and burn as my tears strolled down my face in large quantities. I wiped my tears delicately, trying not to scrub my skin to make it worse. W-what? Why do my tears hurt me.. I thought to myself, maybe it was my imagination or another symptom of my sickness appearing sooner than I thought. The tears kept streaming down as a cool breeze blew, causing the widow trees to swing and the lake to ripple. I stared at the sun, ignoring the stinging that my cheeks were receiving a frog leaped from the water onto the log next to me. "Ribbit!" the frog spoke, facing away from the lake into the forest, I turned around to barely see in the distance the cottage house. " What? I'm not going back there." I protested, turning my back away from the house, crossing my arms as the frog croaked again " Croak!" This time it turned to face me,  its weird eyes pointing in different directions " Listen okay? This Tubbo guy is nothing but bad news. I liked it better when it was only me and Ranboo." the silence lasted for a few seconds before a quieter croak could be heard, " No, I am not accepting him. He's been nothing but rude to me." I said looking at the frog with my bandaged arms still crossed, "Croak!" the frog lastly spoke and hopped back into the water, " huh- Hey! That was rude! I am not rude to him!" I shouted, standing up in a flash trying to catch up to the frog, walking into the shore of the lake. 

In defeat I sat down in the lake, the only thing that could be heard was the tunes of nature, the wind humming as the birds sang. Scanning the water, I lifted a pebble from it and threw it back into the water, " yeah right, Tubbo being nice, I hardly see it." I mumbled, tapping my tiny hands onto the salted water. All of a sudden, a voice spoke " I'm not bad news you know." taking me by surprise, I lifted from the water quickly, turning around to see Tubbo laying down on the log I was just on a few minutes ago, " When did you get here? How much did you hear?" I asked in a panic, hoping that he hasn't heard the part where I liked when it was only me and Ranboo. Not that I cared. The stubbed but also kind of tall boy, sat up from the laying position of the log " Hm. Probably from the part where you started talking to a frog." He scoffed, my face flashed red in embarrassment turning my ears pink in the process, He did hear it... I thought to myself also wondering how I am going to wiggle my way out of this one. 

 " Listen, I know you don't like me. I will get out of your hair in a few days and you can get back into living your isolated life. But I don't appreciate it when you're dashing water cans at rare flowerbeds and I especially dislike how you talk to my uncle." He said in a stern and serious voice, despite looking nice and polite, he definitely wasn't when the things he cares about are on the line. Once again, I felt tears prick my eyes, I looked down in shame and embarrassment. Ranboo and Tubbo are really two different type of people, Ranboo is kind, sweet caring. While Tubbo (at least to me) is cold and harsh. My lips and voice quivered as I tried to speak, " L-listen you, I am angry and don't want to talk to you. You are nothing but trouble in my life. " I finished in a much more confident voice, however, in response I received a loud laugh " I'm trouble? You should speak for yourself, my uncle is a nice person at times too nice. Hate me all you want, but I need you to apologise to my uncle." stating in a stern voice, he walked up to me in steep water, grabbed my arm and dragged me back towards the cottage. 

I squirmed and struggled, refusing to move with all my power, I grabbed onto anything, rocks, twigs, vines and trees to slow down the process of being dragged. " OK OK Fine. Stop it! Stop pulling me it hurts! I will apologise. " He froze, all movement seemed to be prohibited, making me afraid to move. He looked back at me, fully turned his body to my direction " We are nearly there. I'm not holding you that tightly." He stated, resuming the travel back home, " Why are you so rude to me?!" I asked, complying to his rules of walking nicely with no fuss. He glared at me with no reply.