No one ever believed him. Wilbur decided to confront Quakity for what was supposed to be the final time before Wilbur's peaceful retirement to a home with Phil. Tommy stood idly with a flint and steel to reignite the nether portal to leave soon. He dropped the flint. The somewhat heated confrontation was interrupted with a rather loud hiss. The buss of creepers. The hiss of tnt. The explosions followed seconds later, before anyone can react. Explosions racked through the lands of Las Nevadas, destroying everything. After the dust settled, Tommy looked around. He spotted a familiar brown trench coat. He sees the blood. He knew what was wrong. He ran to Wilbur, screaming. He made it to Wilbur, but just a little too late. Wilbur is pale yet burned. His white hair streak is plastered to his forehead from sweat, and his eyes are rolled to get in the back of his head.

Quakity watched as this scene unfolded. He ran and apologized to Tommy, saying "I didn't plant tnt in Las Nevadas!" and "Tommy, I'm so sorry." After a few agonizing moments, Tommy stands up and looked at him. Quakity is now silently staring Tommy's hand with pure hatred and disgust. Tommy is holding steel but is still missing flint. Quakity said accusingly, "How could you? To your own brother, Tommy?", jabbing Tommy with his finger as if to accentuate his point further. Tommy tried to talk, to protest, and yet no words came out. Tnt never did anything good. It only hurt and took. It took his country, it took his belongings, and now it took his brother. He swears he hears Dreams laughter over the ringing of tnt and yelling in his panic ridden ears. A few days later, a funeral is arranged. Tommy tries to attend though depressed and upset, yet is turned away by the members of Las Nevadas and Foolish. He was forced to leave without being able to say goodbye.

He tried telling them it wasn't him. He promised he lost his flint and only had steel. But, no one ever believed him.