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Tommy wakes with a jolt. His heart was pounding fast and his head was spinning. He sits up slowly and cradles his head in his arms.
He had another nightmare. The taunting words of Wilbur were coming back, this time accompanied by Dream’s and Tubbo’s. He sniffs and moves the blanket aside. He heads over to the far left wall and reaches to where the ladder should be when his fingers scrape against dirt instead.
Tommy blinks and tries again, his finger feeling dirt again. He blinks the sleep away and realizes that he is standing in front of a dirt wall. He looks around confused to see that there were no ladders leading up to upper floors, only dirt walls.
Tommy stands there confused. “Where are the ladders?” Tommy grumbles. He rummages into a chest next to him and grabs a few spare ladders. He places them on the wall and begins to dig his way up.
“Techno better not be playing a prank on me.” He murmurs. The dirt on top breaks through. Instead of the stone ceiling he is used to seeing every time he heads upstairs, it’s a dark night sky instead.
Tommy climbs up and peeks his head through. He looks around, confused, before it finally clicks.
The paths and buildings around him. He wasn’t in Techno’s house anymore. He was back in L’Manburg. Tommy sighs and patches the ceiling back up, placing the ladders back into the chests. He lays back down onto his bed and clutches his sheets a little tighter, to make up for the warmth that would be there.
‘This is for Tubbo. I’m doing the right thing.’ is what Tommy repeats in his mind as he curls into a tight ball.
He doesn’t sleep that night.
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Techno is sitting by the fireplace with Phil by his right and Dream on his left. Dream was passed out, mask still on his face, and the two still awake were making a list of resources.
“We’re going to need a lot of Gapples.” Phil mutters. Techno snorts in agreement. He labels the two pieces of a Gapple, the apple and the gold blocks. He calculates a number in his head before scribbling it down.
He pauses and stares at it before scratching over it and putting a bigger number. “Techno, that’s a lot of apples.” Techno looks up and scrunches his snout in confusion. “It’s enough for three or more stacks though?”
Phil nods. “Yeah, like I said. A bit too much.” Techno stares at Phil. “I don’t think you’ve seen how many Gapples the gremlin goes through though. He keeps eating them whenever we travel. It’s so much.” Techno grumbles.
He hears the chat go wild and he stares confused at a random object, focusing on the chat for a second.
E
Awe
TECHNOBLADE NO
Are you farming awes because it’s working
Blood for the blood god
But Tommy-
He snaps out of his trance and looks up at Phil. Phil has a sad look on his face. “Techno.” Techno nods at Phil and Phi stares before sighing. “Techno, Tommy isn’t on our side.”
Techno’s gut sinks and he stares down at the paper. He sighs and scratches out the numbers, putting back the original numbers instead. He takes a glance at Dream to see the man still asleep.
He feels the anger inside of him begin to boil. Before it gets any higher, Techno stands suddenly. Dream jolts awake and Phil jumps. “I’ll be back, I just need to think.”
Techno doesn’t spare a glance back. He grabs his coat and slips it on before heading out into the cold.
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Two brothers, too proud to admit it, were missing a piece that they didn’t know they needed there.