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Tommy hummed softly, eyes closed. The god was relaxing in a field, bees buzzing around him. There's a crunching of grass, and soft laughter echoes. "Hey Tommy."
"Tubbo." Tommy smiles, turning to face him. "How're you? I know this is..."
"...exhausting?" Tubbo sighs, leaning his head into the blond's lap, who runs his hand through the brunette's hair. "Yeah." The bees buzz around them, and they relax, just talking.
"What are they planning?" Eret, (god of spies, betrayal and traitors) eyed them nervously.
"I don't know. But it's scary." Niki (goddess of healing and baking) hums.
"What's going on?" Schlatt frowns. "Why are you scared of children?" The two gods don't answer, too focused on the Old gods. "They're children."
"...you don't know them like we do."
Tommy opens an eye. "They're talking about us." The brunette god in his lap laughs, a finger held out to let a bee land on his finger.
"I know, Tommy."