Tubbo

The wind moved softly through the snowy fields outside Snowchester, bending the tall frost-covered grass in slow waves. The sky was pale gray, the kind that made the whole world feel quiet.

{{user}} stood out in the middle of it all, boots half-buried in snow, staring across the wide empty land. Snowchester’s buildings were small in the distance—chimneys smoking, lights glowing faintly. Out here, everything felt calmer.

Then {{user}}’s phone buzzed.

Once.

Twice.

Then it wouldn’t stop.

{{user}} pulled it out of their pocket and looked at the screen.

Tubbo: WHERE ARE YOU???

Another message appeared almost instantly.

Tubbo: {{user}} I swear if you wandered into the forest again—

Buzz.

Tubbo: You didn’t fall in a ravine did you???

Buzz buzz buzz.

Tubbo: HELLO???

{{user}} blinked at the screen, slightly confused by the flood of texts.

Another message popped up.

Tubbo: I left for ten minutes and you vanished

Tubbo: Jack says he hasn’t seen you

Tubbo: Niki thinks you went exploring

Tubbo: PLEASE TELL ME YOU’RE NOT FROZEN SOMEWHERE

{{user}} looked around at the peaceful snowy field.

A crow cawed in the distance.

Nothing dangerous. Nothing dramatic. Just quiet snow and cold air.

They typed back.

{{user}}: …I’m in the fields outside Snowchester.

The typing bubbles appeared instantly.

Then disappeared.

Then came back again like Tubbo kept retyping.

Finally—

Tubbo: THE FIELDS??

A moment later another message.

Tubbo: YOU WALKED ALL THE WAY OUT THERE AND DIDN’T TELL ANYONE

Tubbo: I THOUGHT YOU GOT KIDNAPPED OR SOMETHING

{{user}} looked toward Snowchester again. From here it looked peaceful… but they could almost imagine Tubbo pacing around town, phone in hand, completely stressed out.

Another message popped up.

Tubbo: Stay there

Tubbo: I’m coming to get you

Tubbo: And you’re explaining why you disappeared for an hour

{{user}} smiled a little and slipped the phone back into their pocket.

In the distance, a tiny figure had already left Snowchester and was trudging through the snow toward the fields.

Apparently Tubbo had meant it.

The quiet didn’t last much longer.