Tubbo

"Come on! You can do it!" He gestured the struggling bee over to him.

Tubbo was looking for a pickaxe that he had dropped when he spotted a lonely bee struggling in the water. What was he supposed to do except save it?

"Just come to me! Use your legs!" Tubbo said with open arms, leaning toward the bee, trying not to fall in the water himself.

It closed its eyes with determination and with a final paddle of its legs, it finally flopped on the sand next to Tubbo."Good job, little one!!" he said as Tubbo gently picked up the bee."Now let me have a look at you.."

Tubbo carefully lifted the tired bee's wings. They were damp and floppy, and he carefully fanned some wind toward them, drying them off.

The bee buzzed with happiness, fluttering its wings and slowly lifting off the ground. Tubbo smiled and dug through his pockets, pulling out a small brown leather bag with yellow powder staining it, and a green tie wrapping it closed.

As Tubbo opened the bag, the yellow powder spilled on the ground and the little bee buzzed excitedly and rolled around in it.

"Of course, you just have a pollen bag in your pocket. Why am I not surprised?" Tubbo whipped around to see his friend Tommy sitting on a ledge behind him.

He was smiling, his bright blue eyes shining in the light, almost as if they were teasing Tubbo. His sandy blonde hair fluttered in the salty breeze, and he had a band-aid over his nose, an injury from who-knows-what. He was wearing the same iconic red and white baseball t-shirt, his green bandana, and his shoes untied as usual.

Tommy hopped down, walked towards the little bee, and stopped to pet it.

"What's this one's name? How about… 'Li'l Tom'? That sounds perfect if you ask me." Tommy looked at Tubbo hopefully. He just rolled his eyes.

"Actually," Tubbo said matter-of-factly. "That's a woman."

Tommy looked at the little bee. He got down on his hands and knees and stared at her with disappointment. "Li'l Tom, you betrayed me." He said sadly. Tubbo busted up laughing as the bee looked at Tommy confused.

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Name the bee Melissa- it means "Honey"

"Oh, I like that actually," Tubbo agreed with the donation.

He gently pets the bee's head. "How do you like that, girl? Melissa?"

She buzzed in agreement.

Tommy looked at Tubbo as if he wanted to say something else, but he closed his mouth and shook his head. Instead, he said, "So, where are you going to put Li'l Tom?"

"Her name is- you know what? I'm not going to argue about this." Tubbo sighed as he turned around, put a lead on Melissa, and stepped on the prime path. Tommy ran in front of Tubbo, blocking his way. "Tubbo, walk with me."

Tubbo looked at Tommy for a moment but shrugged and followed Tommy as he started walking away. "Ok, what is it this time?"

Tommy hesitated for a second as if figuring out how to say what was going through his mind.

"Tubbo, you're my friend, right?"

"Yep! At least, I hope so… what's wrong?"

Tommy ignored the question and kept talking.

"And nothing could get between us?"

"Where are you going with this?" Tubbo asked suspiciously. He took a turn on the prime path heading toward his honey farm, and Tommy stumbled after him.

"Cus I was just wondering," he continued, "If, like, you made a new friend, would you like, would you um… forget about me and uh... Focus on them more? Or like, say, not be friends with me anymore 'cause you're spending too much time on someone else?"

Tubbo stopped at his farm and looked at Tommy with an eyebrow raised. "What are you talking about, Tommy? Did you pick a fight with someone?"

Tommy got even more nervous and brushed his fingers through his hair and avoided eye contact with Tubbo, staring at his shoelaces. "I mean, nothat'snotwhati'msaying, IhaventreallyfoughtwithanyoneitsjustthatIdon'twantyoutoforgetaboutmewithnewfriendsthatyoumadeand-"

"TOM. Breathe." Tubbo commanded. Tommy looked up and took a deep breath. "Alright. Tommy. Come inside." He gestured him toward the honey farm.

Tubbo detached the lead on Melissa and she flew away into the Beehive with excitement. Tommy sat down on a block of dirt and stared at his shoelaces again. "Ok, what is it?" Tubbo asked with his hands on his hips.

Tommy was quiet for a second, and finally looking up at Tubbo, he said with a hesitant breath:

"Tubbo, Ranboo is missing."