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'This is it,' he thought as he sat a top his tower of miscellaneous blocks. He swung his legs slightly letting the wind catch them and pull them meaninglessly away from him. He smiled slightly as he looked up to the moon. It barely provided any light in its crescent state. The stars seemed to call to him, singing a siren song of death. He had a water bucket with him, it's how he usually got down, but he didn't plan on using it this time. When he climbed up here, he knew it would be the last time he would climb anything ever again. Ironically, he was afraid of heights. Looking down made him sick, thinking about his body mangled and broken on the ground made his head spin. However, it didn't stop him from standing up and taking a deep breath. 'This is it.' he looked up to the sky and took a step back, passing out as he fell.
Technoblade had just gotten back from a night out hunting. He was exhausted to say the least and didn't immediately recognize the boy a top the tower. He stared for a moment, blinking, before the boy began to fall. That's when it hit him. "Tommy!" he cried out rushing towards the falling child, barely catching him in his arms as Tommy's unconscious body used his as a cushion. Techno hissed in pain but the boy seemed to be fine.
"What the hells wrong with you kid?" He couldn't help but wonder aloud as he took Tommy inside and laid him down in his bed.
He went downstairs and began preparing dinner. Philza would be home soon and he had no idea how he would break the news to him. He tried a few different ideas.
"Hey Philza! Guess what? Tommy tried jumping to his death earlier while you were gone, kids these days huh?" obviously not a good idea.
"Phil, I got some bad news, and it's about Tommy. He tried... Jumping earlier." That was too solemn for his tastes.
"Hey Phil! You won't believe what Tommy got up to! He tried to commit suicide earlier! It's all good though, good ol' Technoblade caught him!" That was somehow worse in every way.
He sighed and scooped out enough potato soup to fill a bowl before sitting down at the table. 'Maybe I should bring some up to Toms? But I shouldn't wake him.' His mind raced and before he knew it, the soup was gone. No more excuses now, he had to face Tommy.
He ran his hand along the banister and pushed his pink hair out of his eyes. He wondered if he would make the situation worse by talking to him. Was Techno the reason he jumped? Was he too harsh on the kid? Hushed voices whisked around his mind but he payed no attention to them.
"Tommy?" His voice was soft, almost sickeningly so. Tommy was standing in front of the window, softly crying to himself. Tommy felt his heart sink as he heard the sound of hooves approaching him. He hadn't heard Techno say his name, he wondered if Techno was mad at him.
"Tommy, talk to me, please." Techno had never felt this way before, and if he had, he didn't want to remember.
"Have you told Philza?" Tommy's voice was broken and shook as he spoke. Even someone as oblivious as Ghostbur would be able to tell something was wrong.
"Philza is out in town right now, he'll be back soon enough." Techno couldn't tell if that soothed Tommy or stressed him out more.
"What do you want then? Come to yell and me and tell me how stupid I am?" Tommy turned around for the first time. His face was a sickly pale shade and his eyes were burning red. You could see where tears had fallen and they almost looked like scars trailing down his cheeks. He was enraged but Techno didn't know why.
"Tom's I-" Technoblade's voice shook too. He felt terrified but not in the normal way. He was scared of losing his little brother, even if they barely spoke.
"What Technoblade?! Spit it out you stupid-"
Technoblade engulfed Tommy in a hug. He'd never done something like this, he wondered if he was hurting Tommy. "What happened to you Tommy, please... You have to tell me."
More tears fell down Tommy's face, more tears than have ever fallen before. Memories of TNT, Withers, Schlatt, Dream, and the discs all flooded in and overwhelmed the boy. He couldn't stop the thoughts as his breathing hitched and became quick. Even though he was taking in so much air, he felt like he was suffocating. He clawed at his throat and sobbed, leaving Techno scared and confused.
"Tommy! Tommy talk to me, please..." Silence fell Upon the two. Techno's panicked eyes met Tommy's broken ones.
"I'm fine, I can look out for myself." Tommy opened the door to the bedroom and walked out leaving Technoblade confused and scared.
Philza hummed a happy tune as he opened the door to the rustic home. The fireplace crackled peacefully as the smell of potatoes hit his nose. He giggled as he realized Techno had made dinner for them. Before he could go grab a bowl of the pitiful stew, Tommy raced down the stairs and pushed past Philza as if he wasn't even there. Philza looked back up the stairs to see a grieving, panicked Technoblade.
"What's gotten into that child? He's gone mad it seems." Philza snickered to himself before looking back into Techno's eyes and seeing them unchanged. "Techno?" a bit of worry creeped into his voice.
"Phil, we need to talk."