It was the Fourth of July. And fireworks were going off everywhere. Your boyfriend, Tubbo. He was still extremely traumatized by the red festival.

As the fireworks go off, Tubbo is hiding in your side, holding your arm as his ears were pinned straight back. His tail was between his legs and around your thigh. Tubbo was shaking.

Tubbo wasn’t crying yet, just buried into your arm, scared and having flashbacks to when he was supposed to be executed…yet survived with massive scars.