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Dream and Tommy are just sitting around the fire.
“Hey dream?”
Dream makes a questioning hum.
“Can I add something to the server code as a prank?”
“What would you prank do?”
“When ever someone says something in chat. It appears backwards.”
“Yes! Omg the Chaos!”
“Thanks”
“No problem tommy, your co-admin for a reason. You bring spice to the server.”
Ranboo then comes out from behind a tree.
“What?! You’re CO-ADMIN!”
Tommy fell off the back of his log. “Ow, how are you so loud. And yes I am. Wait how’d you get here?”
“I’m an enderman/wolf hybrid.”
“Wait do you have other powers too.” Tommy asked. Voice and eyes full of curiosity.
“Ya normally I can use silk touch on everything I pick up. But I haven’t been able to do that sense I got here.”
“I’ll check that out. Tommy why don’t you start working on your prank.”
“Ok dream! Do you want to stay for a bit ranboo. It would be great to have more then just the green blob to talk to”
“Hey, I’m not a blob” dream exclaimed, faked sounding hurt.
“Sure.... “
“Umm sure I’ll sit with you guys for a bit. Not like I have anywhere else to be.”
“Yay, you can take the log, ima lay on the grass to set up this prank.”

3 hours later

In chat
Tubbo_ : oobnar nees enoyna sah
Tubbo_: tahc htiw pu si tahw tiaw
Niki: tahw!
Quackity: tahw eht @*€#!!!
BBH: egaugnal?!
Tubbo_ : @&*#£%*&$&*#^#*
BBH: niffum uoy!!!

With Tommy.
Tommy is rolling on the floor laughing. Dream is a tea kettle. And ranboo is trying to hold in his laughter.
“Wait it censors messages too?”
“It sure does!”

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All the hermits are at the bottom of the stairs of grian’s mansion. All that they knew was that grian asked all of them to be there at the same time. Once all the hermits where there they started to talk. Just normal conversations like: do you know why we are here? How’s your base coming along? Why is there random bell noises in my base? Until, the grand door of the mansion opened up.
“Hello all, you are probably wondering why I called you here and the answer is simple. I have finally finished the inside of my mansion.”
At the end of grian’s speech everyone clapped and said words of praise.
“Come in, come in. Come check it out!” Grian exclaimed with his normal energy. Everyone either flew up the stairs or walked.

After everyone was inside and gathered around the giant fireplace. Grian clapped his hands together to get everyone’s attention.
“So this is my mansion, now being the great host that I am, would anyone like any refreshments?”
Just as Bdubs was about to speak a horrible noise punctured the room. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard mixed with the worst ripping sounds imaginable. As soon as everyone brought their hands up to cover their ears, it stopped. The only evidence that the sound was real was a rip in space and time inside the fireplace. Everyone started to slowly back away from the fireplace, only for grian to get pulled into the rip. Everyone shouted out grian’s name, all coated with concern. Then with out speaking everyone decided to go in the rip to either save grian or at lest make sure he’s not alone.

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Hermitcraft crossover part 2
With grian
“Ahhhh, wait I have wings” grian then proceeds to unflur his wings and slowly glide to the ground. When he lands he takes a good look around him. From the sky he could see what looked like a camp next to the ocean so he starts walking east. As he’s walking he hears screaming. He looks up and sees multiple hermits falling. Grian yelps and speed walking backwards. As more hermits appear in the air they seemed to remember that they had elytra and glided down. When they were all semi safely on the ground. (There were like two or three piles of hermits. Gliding is hard for some) everyone was talking and trying to figure out where they are.
“So I don’t feel my admin powers so we aren’t in hermitcraft anymore.” X said causing a think blanket of silence fell over the hermits. At least until grian spoke
“Well I saw what looked like a campsite to the east. It was next to an ocean so if anything we have a source of food. I was about to head that way till you peps fell from the sky.”
Everyone just looked at each other and collectively said “let’s go then.”

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One treck through the woods later the hermits came across a clearing with a campsite farther along the clearing. The hermits decide
to take a break. Everyone spread out staying closer to the woods that they just exited from and never farther then arms reach from another hermit. After a couple of minutes and mumbo’s and Iskall’s conversation getting louder, making all the hermits sigh either mentally or audibly. Their sighs held only amusement and friendly annoyance for the pair. And from the looks of it grian was about to join in the pairs conversation. That is until he jumps up, tense with a axe in his dominant hand.
“Let.Him.Go.” Grian’s voice was harsh. Almost all of the hermits froze in their spots. They hadn’t ever heard grian like this. And what made him take on such a demanding tone anyways?

Well the answer as standing behind Mumbo. For while he was deep in his conversation with Iskall he didn’t hear the footsteps behind him. Next thing mumbo knows, he has a hand covering his mouth and a blade at his neck. Eyes wide with panic it looked to everyone else that he was pleading grian not to pick a fight. But grian wasn’t looking at him. He was looking straight into black eyes. The face these eyes where resting on wasn’t a face at all but more of a mask. A white mask to be specific. One with a crude smiley face. Anyone with even a hint of knowledge about modern pvp would be laying their weponds down and begging for their lives. For the player that was under the mask, was no other then dream. One of the best pvp-er, topped only by technoblade.

But grian was not like other people. He knew that in pvp he might not win against dream but he can stale dream enough for his friends to get away. So grian stared down the mask, repeating his words from before voice harsher this time. “I said Let.Him. GO!”

Before dream could make a reply another figure burst from the woods. The figure not seeming to see the group of people, now tense and scared, started to whine at the legendary pvp-er.
“Dreeeaaaammm. Why are you taking so long?!? Yo-“
As the figure was whining they opened their eyes. When they saw that dream had a hostage, they tensed up. They started to properly look around then. Scanning over the faces and body’s of the hermit it seemed that the more people they saw the tenser they got. That is until their eyes landed on grian. As grian made eye contact with the mysterious figure his eyes widened.
“Tommy?!”
“Grian?!”

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A wave of shock fell over the clearing. After a minute or so of total silence and looks of befuddlement on everyone’s faces, dream spoke “Wait Tommy, you know this” dream looked at grian quizzically.
“Oh, I use he/him pronouns.” Grian answered quickly.
“Man?” Dream finished off what he was saying before.
“Yep, also him and his friends won’t hurt us unless we hurt one of them. So please let...... Mumbo? go” Tommy started off proudly and slowly tapered off into uncertainty.
“Ok. There you go. Did I cut you? If I did I’m sorry, I just meant to be threatening.” As dream was speaking he let Mumbo go and started to fret over him.
“Dream, leave Mumbo alone. Your going to give them whiplash from your mood changes alone. And they are a grown adult. That’s it just back away. Sorry about him.” After Tommy was done reprimanding dream, he turned to the rest of the group. “Does anyone have any injuries? We don’t have much but we could try and help if you do.”
Most of the hermits faces were still frozen. Then X spoke up “I don’t think any of us are hurt. But could you tell us who you are and where we are. And how you know grian?”
“Oh, ya sorry I forget basic manners sometimes. My name is Tommy and the one in the mask is dream. We both use he/him pronouns. You are in the Dream SMP. Just so you know both me and dream are the admins of this server. And I know grian because of MCC. Anymore questions?”
“I have one.” This time grian spoke up.
“Go ahead. We will try and answer as best as we can.” Tommy, definitely looking more and more like the peace keeper, responded.
“How did dream go from being scary to being a mother hen? It doesn’t match his reputation at all?”
“Hey, I’m not a mother hen.” Dream backed down when he saw Tommy’s glare. “Ok maybe I am a little. I just emailed to make sure that my server is safe. And my reputation. Not many people know that I’m a worry wart. Most people on this server only know me by my reputation still. Does that answer your question?”
“Yep, also why are you two still standing? Sit down. We’re all friendly.” Grian sat down as he was speaking and patted the ground.
“I was just about to ask if you wanted to go to the campground I have set up. But I don’t think everyone can fit. So ya. Let’s sit here. Come on dream.” As Tommy was sitting down and talking to dream, he saw that the masked man was already sitting down and in a conversation with Iskall and Mumbo. He tried to listen in but all he could hear was something about an Omega tree?? He tuned them out after that. He then turned to grian and was surprised to see the one with the visor one who spoke earlier next to grian.
“So, based on how the rest of your group responded when you spoke. You’re their leader aren’t you. Or at least everyone thinks of you as such.”
X jumped a little when he realized he was being talked to. “Huh, oh I’m not really the leader. I’m just the admin. My name is Xisuma. Scar is the mayor, at least of the shopping district. Oh and I use he/him pronouns. I should have said that earlier.”
“Well then X, it’s nice to meet you. Just so you know I give everyone nicknames if I like you. But on a more serious note. How did you and your group get here? This is a whitelisted server.”
Grian hopped in here. “Well I invited everyone to my mansion. When everyone was inside a rip opened up and pulled me through. The rest must have come In after me. Other then that I don’t know.”
“Oh so I only need to open a portal to your server to get you back. That’s not too hard. Give me 15 minutes and I can get it done. Oh I will need the IP address of the server though.”
“Oh thanks. And the IP address is ***********”
“Ok I’ll tell at you when it’s ready.” At this Tommy stood up and walked to a different part of the clearing.

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After 20 minutes, Tommy finished the portal and everyone but grian, xisuma, and Mumbo walked through. Dream stops the trio and begins to speak. “So I know I probably didn’t make the best impression. But I’m hoping that I can change that. You and your group are welcome here any time.” Dream backs away and looks at Tommy sheepishly. “How do I end a conversation. Just saying bye seems weird.”
“How would I know. I’m not any better at social interactions.” Tommy responded looking bewildered.
Grian laughed at Tommy’s statement. “Well, we’re not called the hermits for our social skills. So let’s just leave it at bye and avoid anymore embarrassment.”
“We can work with that.”
After the two groups said their goodbyes. The trio walked through the portal and Tommy let go of the energy need to keep it open. Ranboo then stepped out of the forest. “Ok then that was a train wreck I’m not going to ask about.”
“Good idea.” Tommy nodded walking back to his campsite. “I’ma go lay down. To much social interaction.”
Laughter and calls of mood could be heard all the way down at the beach.

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As Tommy was in the in-between. The space between servers. He remembers his last conversation with the servers admin.

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[ one week ago ]

“Wait so you want ME to be you co-admin?” Tommy repeated incredulously

The figure nodded “yes, I have seen your past work. Others might find you annoying but I see someone who can find the best in people. Someone who can lead without corruption. Someone who knows when to put their emotions aside. So yes that’s why I chose you Tommy.”

“Ok, fine I’ll join. But I’m not as good as you say I am. I don’t know how to lead. Nor do I want to.”

“The best leaders are the ones who don’t want to lead. And you may not be the best now. And I’m not expecting you to be. Your still growing. I’m just saying what I think you can be.”

“Did you just call me a Child!?”

The figure laughed softly “maybe. But if a child is someone who is growing is someway. Then everyone is a child. You never stop growing.” The figure looked down at their communicator “I have to get going soon. This may be the last time we speak before you join. But I ask one last thing of you.”

“Ok”

“Don’t tell anyone that your a co-admin. They might treat you differently. And this way, you can figure out if anyone is not fit to be on the server. If people believe you are a regular citizen like them. They won’t act the same around you as they would me. But my time is up. You remember everything I told you?”

“Of course. You can count on me.”

The figure nodded and speed walked away.

“Dream.” Tommy whispered. It sounded like a secret the got swept away by the wind. At that Tommy walked the other. Away from the admin who had a mask on every part of his life. But just this once, let Tommy see behind the mask. To the man who laid underneath.

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[Before the duel]

Dream looks calm and collected, but a look inside his mind says a different story.

He didn’t know what Tommy was going to do. He knew that whatever the outcome of this duel is going to be, him and Tommy will talk afterwards. That being said, with the whole war going on, he didn’t know if Tommy was acting, exaggerating his emotions, or if he truly believes Wilbur. If the last option was true, then Tommy could just use his admin powers in this fight.

Dream takes a deep breath. He could tell that all he was doing was running in circles. To distract himself he started looking over code. It was two days before the duel, so he had time to look over his equipment later, for now, mind-numbing tasks are what he needs.

After about an hour of scrolling through code and making minor fixes here and there. He gets an alert on his communicator. He looks at the device quizzically, he double checks and yep. The things on Do not disturb. That must mean Tommy messaged him. A wave of anxiety washed over him and he had to put the offending device down to calm his breathing. When his breathing calmed down to a normalish rate, he debated just ignoring the message till the next day. That was until it beeped again. Groaning he grabbing the communicator and opened it before he could think twice. What he read made him pause.

{Tommyinnit DMS}

Big man: you’ve been aggressively coding for an hour. You good?

Big man: I know you heard you communicator go off. But if you don’t want to talk right now that’s fine. Just make sure you eat and drink something. Can’t have you losing the duel because you couldn’t take care of your self.

Dream smiled. Face exposed in the safety of his room.

{Tommyinnit DMS}

Blob: AWWWWWWW you do care.

Big man: keep telling yourself that. Either way. Know that I’ll still be co-admin after tomorrow. Weither I win. (Like I will.) Or I lose. (Not going to happen.) You can’t get rid on me that easily.

Reading that message. Dream could tell that Tommy was still being himself. Just the calmer version that not many got to see. And seeing how Tommy point out and reassured his worries made him even more sure that. Yes Tommy is the perfect co-admin. Relaxing his body, Dream typed up a reply.

{Tommyinnit DMS}

Blob: thanks. I needed to hear that.

Blob: and in no way are you winning! Keep dreaming. Child!

Big man: How Dare Thy. Tommyinnit is not a child. Nor will he loss to the hands of a blob.

Blob: ironic. The shapeshifter calling me a blob. Seems to me your the one who would be mistaken for a ditto.

Big man: THERE IS NOTHING WRING WITH DITTO!!

Chatting back and forth the two didn’t realize how long they had be communicating. That was until Dream yawned and looked at the time.

{Tommyinnit DMS}

Blob: Shit. It’s midnight.

Big man: Wait what. Oh it is. Old men like you probably need sleep right?

Blob: hey I’m not that old. Ph1lza is the old one. (Don’t tell him I said that. Please!)

Blob: but no. I do actually need sleep. But if I’m sleeping so are you! So go drink some water. And go to sleep!

Big man: ok ok fine. But same goes to you. Drink water. Eat something. And sleep.

Blob: fine. GN

Big man:GN

After Dream put his communicator down. He got up from his desk. When over to his chest and got ready for bed. Settling into bed, some food and water in his stomach and as calm as a mind as he can get right now. 9 sheep later and Dream was in the land of dreams.

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The next day was a blur. Both sides checking their equipment and talking to others. By the time either of them had any free time it was sundown and they were tired. All that was said between the two admins was a simple good luck.

[Day of the duel]

Tommy and Dream both left there respective houses early. They then meet up at the admin place.

This was a place in space and time. You have to be an admin to get in or an admin has to tp you in themself. Admin places look different on every server. But on this one it took the look of a house. It looked like a cottage on the inside and had the feeling of home.

Tommy and Dream were sitting on the couches In the living room. Tommy decided to break the constricting tension in the room.

“So, no mask today?”

Dream looked startled and sighed “na, I’m too worked up right now. I’ll just hyperventilate if I try and wear my mask right now.”

“Oh,” Not what Tommy was thinking Dreams answer was going to be he then tries to think of ways to calm Dream down. “Ok, 1,2, or 3”

“What?”

“Chose one you blob. 1,2,or 3”

“Uh, 2?”

“Ok then. Get your butt up we are making cookies.”

“Oh ok then.”

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After an hour of making cookies, food fights, and the two talking, they decided to clean up and get to the duel. The best part about the admin place is that, it’s outside of time. Which means that they can return to the exact moment they left. They can’t return sooner, but they can return later then when they left if they want to.

When they returned they stayed in the shadows. They were at the arranged dueling grounds, just out of sight of everyone else.

As everyone gathered for the duel, either going to Tommy side or Dream’s there was one thing that the L’manburgians saw. Eret was on Dream’s side. She wasn’t wearing their uniform and was talking to Sapnap. Finally realizing that their being stared at Eret turned around and saw the looks of betrayal on his old countries faces. Looking guilty, she then turned around quickly and started to talk with Sapnap again.

Watching from the sidelines, tommy made a mental note to go talk to Eret later. Not only were they rocking those platform boots, but also about the guilt that was painted on her face.

Just as Tommy as going to message dream about it, the horn blew signaling that the duel was starting. As Tommy and Dream stood facing each other, mask firmly on Dream’s face, they shook hands. Then turned around and walked ten paces from each other. As Tommy was walking he took deep breaths. When he reached ten paces he stopped and waited for the firework to go off. When it did both admins turned and fired, but only one arrow flew true.

As everyone watched in horror and glee, dream fell to the ground. An arrow was sticking right through his chest. Straight where his heart is. Dream soon poofed into a cloud of dust, leaving a bow behind.

The L’manburgians swarmed Tommy. He stood still, like he was in shock. And he was, he knew that his arrow was going to fly true. He wasn’t shocked at killing Dream, they spare enough to be on the same level fighting wise. No what shocked him was where Dream’s arrow went. Dream is a perfect shot, the only reason Tommy didn’t get hit was because Dream missed him on purpose. What Tommy couldn’t figure out is. Why?

Everything after that is a blur. Because of Tommy’s state of shock everyone else decided to talk about the terms of L’manburgs independence another day.

When Tommy came out of his state of shock it was sunset. The first thing he did was grab his communicator. Ignoring all the other messages on it, he open his DMS with Dream.

{Dream DMS}

Big man: admin place?

In an Instant he got a reply.

{Dream DMS}

Blob: please. I think we both need cuddles and to talk it out.

Tommy then tp-ed to the admin place. And landed on his side of the couch when Dream was on the other.

Tommy instantly crawled over to Dream and hugged him. Dream hugged back instantly. They decided to talk it out another day. Tonight they just need to cuddle and relax.

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One morning as Tommy as just waking up he heard a crash and thud from outside his tent. Rushing outside he saw Karl laying in the grass. He run over to the older man and visually looked for injuries. Seeing non, he squatted down to check Karl’s vital signs. Before he touched Karl he asked,
“Umm, I don’t know if your awake. But can I touch you to check for any injuries. If you aren’t awake I’m going to anyways.”

Getting no response, Tommy checked the others vital signs with a worried expression. He might not know Karl that much, but he still cared about everyone on the server. After feeling that Karls heartbeat and breathing were normal Tommy just assumed that Karl passed out. For what reason Tommy didn’t know , but seeing as any mob could get Karl at the tree line into the forest Tommy carried Karl to the house ghostbur made. Setting Karl down on the bed Tommy made sure that Karl wasn’t injured. After seeing no surface injuries, Tommy went into creative to get a healing potion. Tommy thought about it on the trip carrying Karl to the house. You see Tommy doesn’t like to use creative that much because it unfair to others. But seeing as he couldn’t know if Karl had an internal injury, he grabbed a healing potion from creative. Changing his game mode back, he wondered how he was going to get Karl to drink the potion. As he was thinking he heard Dream calling out to him. Walking out of the house he called over to Dream.

“Dream! I need your help over here!”

Dream, hearing the worry in his voice jogged over.

“What’s the matter?”

“So earlier I heard a thud so I went and checked it out. Turned out to be Karl. He passed out at the edge of the tree line. I brought him I to the house. He doesn’t have any external injuries but I was going to give him a healing potion for any internal ones. I don’t know how to give it to him though seeing as he’s unconscious.”

“Ok that’s a lot to take in but lets deal with it one thing at a time. So first things first, let’s get a healing potion in him. I’ll show you how you do that will someone who isn’t awake or has a choking hazard.”

Dream grabbed a clean hand towel and soaked it in the healing potion. He then opened Karl’s mouth and let the healing potion slowly drip into it. After about half the healing potion was gone Dream stopped.

“Ok that should be enough for now. When you eat dinner give him the rest. Now do you want me to hang around or do you want me to leave.”

“I need time to think. So alone time please.”

“That’s perfectly fine. Remember it’s ok to have alone time. You don’t always have to spend time with others. Even if talking or others is a big part of your personality.”

“Ya. I know. Now shoo. Guten Tag.”

After Dream left Tommy sat on a chair next to Karl. He soon got antsy so he got up and went to his tent. After a couple minutes of searching through his chest he found his art supplies. I wasn’t much; a sketchbook, a pencil case with some pencils, some erasers, colored pencils and markers. Holding all of his stuff Tommy walked back to the house Karl was staying at.

Hours later, Tommy put down the sketchbook. Looking out the window he sees is about dinner time. After eating some bread and steak, he gives Karl the last of the potion. He then tucks Karl into the bed and grabs an extra blanket for himself. Making himself as comfortable as he can in his chair, he slowly drifts off to sleep.

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As Tommy stated to wake up, he soon realized that he wasn’t in his bed. Opening his eyes he saw that he was still in the chair. With a wide awake Karl looking at him.

“Uhhh. Hi?” Tommy asked, voice slurred with sleep.

“Oh, sorry I didn’t mean to stare. But could you tell me where I am? And who you are?”

“Oh this is Logstedshire. You probably wouldn’t know of it. But I am tommyinnit and I was exiled from L’manburg. Thus why I’m here. Also why don’t you remember me. I know we only talked like once, but you’ve been on this server for a good bit of time? Of you are uncomfortable answering just tell me and I won’t push.”

“Oh, sorry to hear about your exile. And for why I don’t remember. Promise not to laugh or call me crazy?”

“Of course!”

“Well when I first joined this server. I think. I had the ability to time travel. So I have been. But the more I go into the past and we’ll change things. The more I loss my memories of before.”

“Oh ok so how about we start over. Hi, I’m Tommyinnit, and I’m co-admin of this server. I share Admin-ship with Dream. I found you passed out a little bit Inside the tree line and healed you. Do you have any questions?”

“Uhhh. No?”

“Ok then. If you do at anytime just ask and I’ll answer to the best of my ability. Now, I’m going to make breakfast. Are you allergic to anything?”

“Not that I know of.”

“Ok, I’ll let you know when to come outside to eat. For now just rest up a bit.”

Karl watched as Tommy walked out the door of the room. ‘From the little bit he remembers before his time travels, Tommy was really loud. So was he different or was he just acting the first time? And he’s co-admin?! That’s normally only a position giving to an admins closest friends. So either Dream is different then other admins or him and Tommy have known each other for a long time.’ Karl sighs and started to stand up. He needs to get ready for the day, even if he doesn’t know what’s going to happen.

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About 30 minutes later Tommy calls into the house saying that breakfast is ready. Karl grins, he got a shower done, which felt so good to have hot water for a shower again. He also got his hair brushed and a new set of clothes. What he was wearing was basically a tee shirt version of his hoodie, some light brown track pants, and some black tennis shoes. As Karl looked in the mirror he felt nice. Now to go outside and eat.

When he got outside he saw that Tommy had made eggs and potatoes for breakfast. Sitting on one of the logs he grabbed his plate when Tommy handed it to him. Nodding his thanks he started to eat. Both boys ate in silent until footsteps could be heard. Karl looked at Tommy quizzical until he hear someone calling out.

“Yo, Tommy? Where you at?”

“I’m over here. Karl woke up so I made breakfast. By the way, he knows.”

Karl watched as Dream came into view. Dream then plopped down on the last log in the triangle around the fire.

“Oh good. I do not have the energy to act like I hate people today.”

“Mood.”

Tommy and Dream then made gentle conversation. It wasn’t small talk but it wasn’t filled with emotions. Just background noise while Karl was thinking. ‘So Dream acts like he hates everyone. Tommy does too? Wait what are they talking about? Fighting styles? Cool. I wonder if one of them could teach me how to fight? Worth asking at least.’

“Um sorry for interrupting you two. But I heard you peps talk about fighting styles and was wondering if one of you might train me to fight? I don’t know that much about fighting and don’t want to be caught off guard one day.”

“I would love to teach you how to fight!” Tommy looked cheerful. “It would probably be better for me to teach you how to fight. I know more weapons them Dream does.”

“Wait you would really teach me.”

“Of course. I can’t have you running around on this server unable to properly fight back if I can help it.”

Smiling Karl nodded his thanks and the trio fell into more gentle conversation. Sure more communication was needed, but for now Karl was happy.

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I just want to say. I do not ship any of the minors. I realize after reading this story out loud that the part where Tommy and Dream cuddle that it could be taking that way. Not my intention. I’m just a affectionate person and like to project that on my favorite characters.

In my story ages are a little different. So here they are

Fundy: 16 just under Tommy
Tommy: 16
Tubbo:17
Ranboo:17
Quackity:19
Karl:20
Sapnap:20
Dream:20
Wilbur:21
Technoblade:21
Eret:22
George:23
Phill: 35

I know that there might be others but I’m too lazy to put more. I put that many partly so I don’t just put main characters and give spoilers for new chapters. And partly because that’s all the real ages I could think of. The only real difference from canon age wise is that fundy is a little younger then Tommy and even though they are nephew and uncle. They grew up as brothers.

New chapters should come soon. I’m on spring break right now so I get a week of of school. So ya.

I also have artwork planed but not drawn. So maybe look for that. We’ll see if my motivation was to work with me.

As always, if you have ideas for new chapters fell free to comment. So drink some water, eat something, get some sleep (I should follow my own advice) and Till next time!

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The next 3 months felt like torture to Karl. At first Tommy only taught him the basic stances. Then when he memorized those, Tommy spared with him using wooden dowels. Karl always left practice with bruises. He was constantly sore not only from sparing, but from the workout that Tommy did with him. About 3 weeks after Tommy first started teaching Karl did Karl win a match.

“Great job Karl. Now the real fun begins.”

Karl soon realized that sparing with wooden dowels was the easy part. Tommy used the same technique to teach Karl different weapons. First you practice getting used to the weapon and the stances needed to use the weapon properly. Then you practice with an in animate object. Then you spar with Tommy. Some times Dream or Ranboo popped in and trained with them, most of the time just doing the workout. Ranboo popping in is why they now practice in the admin space. But anyways back to the montage. Tommy trained Karl to use swords, axes (Dream taught this weapon) hoes, bows, staffs and tridents. Turns out Karl is best at using a trident. Tommys main weapon is actually a hoe with a longer handle so it’s basically a scythe. Dream of course uses a axe as his main weapon. Ranboo uses a bow, which Karl found ironic seeing as Ranboo is part enderman.

But that takes us the present day.

Karl wakes up in his home in Logstedshire. No one knows where his main house is, so he just decided to build a “vacation” home in Logstedshire. Easier then taking an hour walk through the nether each day. He still needs to go to L’manburg each day but Ranboo always tps him there. Turns out that Ranboo has a shop in L’manburg. He sells the stuff that is near impossible to get. Whether is be because the stuff is really far off, or you can’t get it without silk touch. Karl talked to Tommy about it and apparently Dream and Tommy only have one rule for the shop. ‘No spawners, shulkers, or elytra. ‘ It seemed like a fair rule to Karl. This way the no elytra fly rule won’t be broken. And the rich can’t get ahold of shulkers to get even richer.

Snapping out of his mind, Karl shakes his head and gets up to get ready for the day. An hour passed and Karl was ready for breakfast. Ever since Karl moved him, him and Tommy switch days to make breakfast. Today was Tommy’s turn and Karl was glad. Turns out Tommy’s a good cook, Karl not so much. When Karl got outside he saw Tommy making pancakes. Sitting down he turned to face Tommy.

“So any plans apart from training today?”

“Actually I need to speak to everyone in our little group. Could you message them as I finish up breakfast?”

“Oh ya sure.”

[The aware]

Time F*cker: @everyone. Tommy says that he needs to talk to us all. He’s finishing breakfast now so come and get some pancakes while their still hot.

No one even bothered to reply because in the next minute both Ranboo amd Dream are there. Karl learned that food is the best incentive.

After everyone had their fill of pancakes Tommy spoke up.

“So I have two things I want to talk about. One of these this Dream already knows about. Ok Karl, Ranboo, how would you feel about being co-admins with me and Dream?”

“Wait really!” Both boys exclaimed.

“Yes, we talked about it and you two would be great additions to the leadership of this server. But don’t think you have to do this. We won’t think differently of you if you don’t. And you have time to think about this too. You don’t have to make the decision right now.” Dream talked this time.

Karl and Ranboo just looked at each other. Turning back around they said their answers at the same time. “Yes. We accept.”

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Tommy slowly awoke. Yawning he stretched. ‘I want to see Grian again. Wait Karl hasn’t meet the hermits! Oh, oh, ho. This will be fun. I should message X first.’
Grabbing his communicator he opened his PMs with X

[Xisuma]

This is the beginning of you conversation with Xisuma

Tommyinnit: hey X. I wanted to know if me and one of my friends can visit Hermitcraft today?

Xisuma: oh hey Tommy. Ya,I just need your friends username to whitelist them. And do you know about you being an admin? Don’t want to give away secrets on accident.

Tommyinnit: His username is Karl Jacobs. He/him pronouns. And yes he does know. But thanks for asking.

Xisuma: thanks.

Tommyinnit: ok. We’ll probably be arriving around noon. That work?

Xisuma: that works. See you later.

Tommyinnit: see you later.

Tommy smirked as he got ready for the day. It was Karl’s turn to make breakfast so he took his time. He was just getting out of his tent as he heard Karl yelling that food was ready.

Sitting down, Karl handed him his plate. When Karl saw the smirk on his face, he paled.

“Um, Tommy what’s going on.” Karl stuttered.

“Oh well since you have finished training. I thought it would be a good idea to visit another server for that day. Of course you can say no. But I think it would be good for you to meet new people.”

“Oh. Not what I thought you were going to say. Ya I’m cool with that. A couple questions though. What time will we leave? And do they know that you are an admin?”

“We will leave at noon. So no training today. And yes they do know that I’m an admin. I told their admin your pronouns. But it’s up to you if you tell them that your a time traveler.”

“Oh ok. That works. Now that settled, shall we eat?”

“Yes, we shall.”

After eating Karl went off to do his chores. Basically he had to workout and get firewood. Cleaning the campground and washing the dishes was Tommy’s job. Watching Karl walk off, Tommy pulled out his communicator for the second time that day. ‘I never use my communicator this much. Wow. That’s sad.’ Shaking the thoughts out of his head he started to text.

[Dream]

Big man: just so you know me and Karl are going to hermitcraft at noon. Might come back tonight or maybe tomorrow. Just wanted to let you know.

Blob: oh ok. I’ll make sure no one visits you. Have fun.

Big man: will do. Thanks

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Noon

“So we might stay the night. Do you have a change of clothes?” Tommy asked over his shoulder while setting the portal up.

“Yes I do. What’s the name of this server?” Karl asked,sifting through his inventory

“Well telling you that would ruin the surprise. But don’t worry. It’s not a chaos server.”

“I’m going to honest with you. Because of my time travels, I don’t remember anything before this server.”

“That is very concerning. We will talk about that later. But for now that portal is ready, so let’s go!”

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“Uncle! Uncle! Up time! Up time!” 4 year old fundy was jumping on 7 year old Tommy’s bed. Wilbur, who was watching from the doorframe, was trying not to giggle as Tommy tried to go back to sleep. That’s when fundy decided to jump on Tommy stomach.

“Ow! You little gremlin!” Tommy shot up. Fundy jumped off the bed giggling.

“You can’t catch me!”

“Ha! Try me sea princess.”

As Wilbur turned away and walked downstairs, he smiled. It was only a year ago that he learned that he had a child, but he wouldn’t give up the source of the laughter upstairs.

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Fundy’s puberty would be coming soon Tommy realized. As the two grew older they grew closer. Weither that be from Wilbur never being there, or just because of the bond the two created. Over the years fundy went to Tommy for hybrid advice. Fundy was the only person who knew that Tommy was a shapeshifter, or a shafter as fundy used to say.

Tommy was sitting at the desk in their room when he heard a soft knock on the door.

“Come in.”

“Um, toms can we talk?” Fundy stood at the doorway. They were fidgeting with their hands and looked apprehensive.

“Oh course. Sit down.” Tommy leaned back in his chair and tried to look as nonchalantly as he could.

“Well, I just wanted to say. I’m not a sea princess.”

“Oh ok. Thank you for telling me. In that case, are you comfortable telling me you new pronouns and your new name of you have one.”

“Wait, your not surprised?!” Fundy had a look of shock.

“I’m a shapeshifter. That means I can change my body to whatever sex I want. I don’t see why others shouldn’t be able to do the same.”

“Oh. Well I’m still fundy. But I use he/him now.”

“Thank you for telling me. That must have taken a lot of courage. I’m so proud of you. Can I call you sea prince or do I need to find another nickname?”

“I like sea prince. Thank you.”

“This is normal human decency. Now Hug time?”

“Hug time.”

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Right before Tommy and fundy joined Wilbur in a place called the Dream smp. Tommy made sure that fundy had everything he wanted. Tommy already agreed to be co-admin of this server, but fundy knew nothing of this server and wanted to start over. Today was the first day that fundy would be trying on everything. Tommy helped him with putting on everything and making sure berthing looked good. As fundy turned around to look in the mirror, he saw himself, his true self. His chest was flat and he felt right in his body. Turning around with tears in his eyes, he made eye contact with Tommy and spoke.
“This is me. This is the true me!”

Tommy’s next words would be forever echted into his memory. With a proud smile on his face Tommy calmly replied.
“Well it’s about time you showed yourself to the world. So you ready to kick a*s with me. Brother?”

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As Tommy walked down into pogtopia he could hear oinks, snorts and and occasional squeal coming from techno’s room. To any other person they would brush it off. But as someone who could under stand nether-speak, he had to decide what to do. It was clear from techno’s yelling that he was having a nightmare. So does Tommy go in there and wake him up, or leave him be to suffer through the nightmare alone. Making up his mind he walked over to the door to techno’s room. Taking a deep breath and changing to creative mode, tommy opened the door. The door open loud enough that techno could hear it, but Wilbur could not. Walking into the room and closing the door behind him, Tommy wondered what the best way to wake techno up was. Deciding on just shaking the bed frame, Tommy walked to the end of the bed. He may be in creative mode but that doesn’t mean that he wants techno to find out about his admin status. Shaking the bed, techno shots up at the sudden motion. Stepping back Tommy holds his hands up in surrender. “{Techno are you awake?}”

Snapping his head to the source of the noise techno sees Tommy in his half piglin form. “{I’m awake now. You’re a hybrid?}”

Tommy snorted at techno’s confusion. “{somewhat. Maybe one day I’ll tell you. But for now, I heard you having a nightmare. How do you want to proceed?}”

Techno’s body tensed at the mention of the nightmare. “{what do you mean by how I want to proceed?}”

“{I mean do you want to talk about it}” seeing techno’s hasty head shake. “{so no talking got it. Sit next to each other and sit in silence, or I can leave after getting you some water and food and we pretend like this never happened.}”

“{Could you get me some water and just sit in here?}” As techno asked this he seemed closed off. Like he was afraid of being vulnerable.

“{of course. I’ll be right back.}” as Tommy got up and left the room, he let out a sigh. ‘ why is everyone emotionally constipated. We need a therapist. I’ll ask Dream about that later. Nah. I message him now.’ Walking into the “kitchen” Tommy grabbed a bottle of water and pulled out his communicator. He then turned around and started walking back.

[Dream DMS]

Big man: this server needs a therapist. Can you look into that. Techno had a nightmare.

Blob: will do. Wrap techno in a blanket or two. The heat and weight should help.

Big man: thanks. Ttyl.

Putting his communicator away Tommy slowly pushed open the door. Looking into the room he sees the techno has not moved.

“{Hey big T. I got you a bottle of water. Here you go.}”Tommy spoke softly as he walked into the room and closed the door behind him. After handing techno the water he sat on the bed next to the older man. “{So I don’t know if would help. But would you like a weighted blanket? I have a 5 pound one.}“

Techno looked over at Tommy and after a minute of silence he nodded. Tommy walked over to the ender chest in the room and pressed his hand to the lid. Once the menu came up Tommy chose his ender chest and opened the box. Pulling out the weighted blanket Tommy closed the boxes and walked away. Sitting down next to techno once again Tommy spoke up,”{do you want me to drape this on you or do you want to do it?}”

“{you}”

Nodding Tommy draped the blanket on techno. He made sure that the blanket wasn’t bunched up in one area and covered the front of techno too.

For the next 3 hours the pair sat in a comfortable silence. The only reason the silence was broken was because Wilbur started yelling his insanities again. After that the pair never spoke of it again, but if after a bad nightmare Tommy would find techno wrapped in his weighted blanket, he never said anything. But Tommy did give him a heavy cape. And if techno didn’t take off that cape for the first week after he got it, neither one of them talked about it.

Chapter Text

Hey, I’m sorry for not updating as much as before. I have had no motivation to write new chapters. School is mostly to blame for that.

I also wanted to ask. I have the ‘ending’ of the story in mind, I just can’t write the middle parts that I want to write. So would any of you peps be mad if I just wrote and posted the ending and added the middle parts back in later?

Also I was think of changing the name to “The Admins“ do you peps like that.

Sorry again for not posting. And for making it look like this is a new chapter.

Drink something. Eat something. Get some sleep. Till next time!

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M. Final showdown part 1
So for background. Tommy never went to techno’s. He stayed in exile for 6 months. People came for his birthday and that’s when Dream brought up the idea of Tommy being unexiled. Everyone supported it, so tubbo was forced to unexile Tommy. Because of Dream being with Tommy most of his exile most people are more relaxed around Dream. Tommy finds out that Phil got put on house arrest and fights with tubbo about it. Tubbo with the whole “treason” Spiel. Tommy just goes “well of he doesn’t want to be here why force him to be!” That gets everyone on Tommy’s side and Phil get taken out of house arrest. Tommy and the members of the butcher gang besides tubbo (ranboo wasn’t a part of it here) apologizes to Phil. Phil accepts the apology and moves in with techno. Tommy see the change in tubbo and stops hanging out with him as much. Then comes the day when techno comes into town.

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Techno rides into town on top of Carl. The citizens gather around, not in his way but they still can be counted as a crowd. Tubbo and Tommy arrive at the same time.

“Techno, what are you doing here? You know your not allowed in L’manburg.” Tubbo speaks in a dark tone. Everyone stopped talking when Tubbo started but now everyone was apprehensive.

“Wait, one second tubbo.” Tommy interjects here. He steps in between techno and tubbo and stands his ground. “Was techno ever exiled from L’manburg or the smp?”

“No but-“

“I only want one word answers tubbo.” Tommy spoke in such a stern voice that tubbo was stunned into silence. “Thank you. Now was techno ever been banded from L’manburg?”

“No.”

“Ok then I see no reason why he can’t be here.”

“What. He set withers on this land! He killed people! HE KILLED ME!”

“And I get that but by legal means. Techno has the right to be on this land. Not as a citizen no, but as a traveler. And you , as president, can not abuse your power to hurt those who you feel have wronged you. I get that he killed people, but his response after was key. He went into retirement. I haven’t heard one story about him killing something that isn’t a mob or animal since techno went into retirement. So you can either let techno through and let go of your petty grudges. Or you and me can fight.”

The crowd was silent. Not only where they not used to this level of maturity from Tommy (excluding the ones who know, or as they call themselves the Tommy protection squad. Not because they protect Tommy but because he protects them)

“W-what. Tommy! What, why are you standing up for HIM!”

“I just told you. Now what’s your answer.” Tommy doesn’t back down. He just calmly repeated his question. Tubbo, however, looked like he was about to explode.

“Tommy, are you sure you want to cross the Rubicon?”

“Brutus, you crossed the Rubicon a long time ago.”

Tubbo looked shocked. “Fine then. We’ll fight.”

“Ok. In a weeks time. At the suns highest point. In our field. Any armor you want. No potions, no totems, no pearls. Do you agree to these terms?”

“Yes I do. But until the fight, if Technoblade wants to go anywhere in L’manburg you have to accompany him.”

“Ok.”

Tubbo then walked away. After a few moments Tommy addressed the crowd.

“If anyone wants to watch the fight. A place will be sent out on the server chat at sunrise, on the day of the fight. Now I’m fairly certain all of you have jobs to do, so please get back to them.”

That seemed to shock everyone out of their frozen states. Slowly breaking apart the normal chatter of the country started up again. Turning to look at Techno, Tommy spoke “so since I have to follow you. Where are you going to go first?”

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After a day of following Techno around to adhere to the rules set up, both parties where exhausted. “Hey Techno do you want me to follow you to your house? Or at least your portal?”

“As much as I hate to say it. Sure. I want to talk to you about something without that possibility of someone else dropping in.”

More tense silence followed the pair until techno’s house came into view. “So I still want to talk to you, but I think it would be better if we talked inside. That work?”

“Sure whatever you’re comfortable with. Are Phil and Ranboo home ?”

“I don’t know. Would you be more comfortable with them there?”

“Ranboo definitely. And I’m guessing that phil is you comfort person?” At that Tommy sends a sly smile techno’s way.

“Oh be quiet gremlin. We’re just immortal friends.”

“Wait your actually immortal. That’s not a joke!”

Laughing cryptically techno opens the door to both Ranboo and Phil having tea at the table. Both look up from their conversation to see a slightly frustrated Tommy and a laughing techno.

“That’s not an answer techno. I need to know. Can you die!?”

At techno’s continued laughing Ranboo calls out. “Tommy, just look at his code. It should tell you.”

“Ah! I just can’t look at someone’s coding with out consent. Thats terribly rude.”

“Well sorrrry that I didn’t know admins had special moral rules.”

“Your an admin too! It’s all in the admin book. Didn’t you get one?”

The younglings didn’t notice the frozen motions of the olders, to caught up in there conversation.

“Wait.” At techno’s intervention both boys stopped and realized where they were. “You two are admins?”

“It’s a long story. One that Dream should probably be here for. So how about I message him. We all sit down and talk about other topics until he gets here. Wait is that ok with you techno? I don’t want to invite anyone to your house without your permission.” Tommy ended up stumbling over his words until he finished and closed his mouth with a snap.

Shaking his head techno just grumbles “yah. That’s fine. You want something to drink?”

“Oh. I’m fine with a tea. If that’s ok.”

“Gremlin, your fine. Just sit down and message Dream.” With that techno walking into the kitchen. Tommy then sat down next to Ranboo and pulled out his communicator.

{Dream DMs}

Big man: so me and ranboo kinda accidentally told Phil and techno that we are admins. I told them we would talk more when you got here. You free?

Blob: yah. I’ll be there in a sec. Cords?

Big man: *** ~ 65 ~ ****

Blob:thanks

“Here’s your tea. Do you know how long Dream will take?”

“Huh, oh thank you. And Dream should be here any second. I’m guessing he’s gonna tp to the cords.”

“Oh ok.” And with that they heard a thud outside followed with cursing.

“Tommy!! You sent me too high. I just fell like 10 blocks!”

Techno lets a fuming, snow covered dream in.

“Get over it you blob. Go on sit with them and let’s start this convo.” Techno push’s Dream inside and closes the door shut behind him.

After everyone is sitting down Dream speaks up. “So what do you want to know?”

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N. Final showdown part 2
Phil was the first to speak up. “Can we get a back ground? Like who became admins and when?”

“Yah, we can do that. I’ll tell it because yes. So Dream was always the admin. Before I joined he came to me and asked me to be an admin without telling anyone to find out people’s true colors. In my exile I trained Karl how to fight. Afterwards,Ranboo and Karl accepted the role of admin. Any other questions?” Tommy kept a straight face the whole story.

“Actually I have one?” Ranboo hesitatingly spoke up.

“What is it mate?”

“If your Will’s father, can you explain how Will is 21 but fundy is 16?”

The adults in the room looked befuddled. “I don’t actually know of that one mate, to be honest I wasn’t in fundy’s life at all.”

“I can answer that question actually.” Everyone turned to look at Tommy. “So I grew up with fundy and Wilbur. Will tried to be a part of Fundy’s life but he really didn’t know how to be a parent. So I ended up taking care of Fundy as my younger brother. Fundy was actually born 4 years ago. But due to hybrid aging, Fundy looks and acts 16. He stays in what we call his hybrid age form. Basically all hybrids have their birth age form and their hybrid age form. Fox hybrids age at an exponential rate and then plateau at about age 20. That answer that?”

“Tommy.” At techno’s voice everyone looked at him. “How do you know so much about hybrid aging? Piglins age that same as humans.”

At this comment Phil looked confused. “Ok to cure any confusion. I’m a shapeshifter. I age the rate of whatever species I am. I needed to learn so that I don’t speed age and then die after only being alive for a year. Human is my most common form though.”

“Ok mate, who else knows about the shapeshifting?”

“In order of who found out first. Fundy, Dream, Eret, ranboo, Karl, and the rest of hermitcraft. And before you ask, no Will doesn’t know about me being able to shift. It just never came up.”

“I got a question.”

“Go ahead techno.”

“Who are hermitcraft? Like is it a group?”

“Oh, haha” the blob answered this on after a glare from Tommy. “Their a peaceful server that hold the ‘hermits’ as they call themselves. We learned- I learned about their existence because a space rip brought them here and I kinda threatenedoneoftheirmemberslifes.” The last part Dream says quit and fast. He looks down in which the others can only guess to be embarrassment. Ranboo and Phil look confused while Tommy and techno look unimpressed.

“Dream.” Dream snaps his head up at Tommy’s flat tone.

“Yes Tommy?”

“You forgot the best part. Do you want me to tell it or will you?” Tommy says this in a teasing tone of voice with a smirk on his face.

“You can....”

“Yes! Ok so” at this Tommy leans in and the artics do to. “After Dream held a hermit called Mumbo hostage. You know sword to the throat, ‘Tell me why your here or I’ll kill this person’ thing. I pop out of the forest and start complaining. After realizing what was going on I recognized Grian in the group. So we talked and I got Dream to settle down. He then go into a mother hen mode! Like I’m talking the whole nine yards. I’m fairly certain he gave the hermits whiplash. Anyways I’m done embarrassing Dream now.”

“Thank you” Dream speaks with his head in his hands on the floor.

“Now back to serious talk. Techno I forgot to ask at L’manburg but are you ok with the terms I set for you?”

“Oh yes I am. I see no problem with them. I just have to have you with me when I go into the city right?”

“Yah that’s it.”

At the same time ranboo and Dream say, “welcome to the Tommy protection squad. It’s called that because he protests us. From the look on his eyes your both in it now.”

Phil raises his hand and Tommy nods to him. “Why does techno need to have you with him when he goes to L’manburg Tommy?”

“I should probably explain that shouldn’t I?” At the nods from everyone he starts explaining [I want more words. Skip to this symbol to avoid the explanation #] “Tubbo was being a b*tch and saying how techno can’t be in L’manburg even though there is no legal ban or exile on techno. I fought on techno’s behalf and ended up challenging tubbo to a duel next week. I just realized I never set up terms for the winner. F*ck. Welp ok then. That pretty much sums it up. Oh and tubbo and I aren’t friends anymore. We really haven’t been sense he was reluctant to unexile me. Wow he’s not a very good person anymore. Huh.”
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“So basically. Tubbo was being a power hungry son of a b*tch and instead of banning him you challenged him to a duel?!” Dream ask this.

“Well yah. I can’t just ban him. Well I could but then everyone should know I’m an admin and treat me differently.”

“Fair fair.”

“Now I have an idea that I need to talk to Dream about. So we will step out for a second. Ranboo, I was about to say don’t cause trouble but know you, you will try and stop it. So keep them in line please?” At Ranboo’s nod and the immortals incredulous faces Tommy pulls Dream outside.

{outside}

“Ok this is really out of the blue. But I kinda want to bring Will back. Partly so he can spend more time with his family and partly so he can cause good chaos. So can we?”

“Yah sure. I want to see what he will come up with too. We’ll do it in two days time?”

“That works. It’s enough time for me to get Fundy on board too.”

“Ok gremlin. Now let’s head back inside. I’m cold.”

{inside}

When Dream and Tommy got back Inside they saw that the trio moved over to the couches around the fire place. The duo then decides to spring the news on the immortals out of the blue. “So. We’re being Wilbur back to life in two days time.” Tommy have no warning that he was going to speak. Just sat down and started speaking.

“Oh ok. Wait WHAT!” At this Phil looks over at Tommy. “This isn’t a prank right?”

“What no!! I would never do such a cruel prank as that. That would not even be a prank. That’s just being horrible.”

Phil hearing this calmed down again. Now techno spoke up, “so any reason your bring Will back. Not that I mind its just weird?”

“Oh Tommy wanted him to spend more time with you. And he causes a good chaos. Don’t worry he wohnt be insane. He actually have a therapist in the void. Don’t know when she got here or why but she said her name was Kristin. Wilbur said she was good so I trusted him.” Dream spoke up from his spot on the floor. He never looked up from his communicator though. If he did he would have seen the pure shock and awe on Phil and techno’s faces.

“Oh course my wife would find some way to interact with us. Being death kinda limits her interactions.” Phil speaks after breaking out of his shock. At this the room dissolves into giggles.

After a couple more minutes of comfortable silence Tommy stands up. “We’ll as much as I loved talking with you. I’m tired. A lot has happened today so I’m probably going to go to my home and sleep. If you come up with more questions feel free to message me. I’ll try and answer to the best of my ability.” At this Tommy shook hands with the two house owners and walked out.

“I should probably get going too. It was really nice talking to you two. Like Tommy said if you have any questions feel free to ask.” Dream also got up, shook some hands and walked out the door.

“I’m crashing here techno. You don’t get to say no.” At that ranboo laid down on the couch.

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[Two days later]

Wilbur groaned as he lost another game of Uno. “Mommm just let me win once! Pleaseee.”

Kristin just keep giggling not giving a proper response.

“Man your Not the only one she’s beating. I haven’t one a single game against either of you.” At this Wilbur looks over at Schaltt.

All of a sudden Kristin sits up straighter. “Well that’s a new development.” Both boys look up at her with confusion. “So Wilbur. Tommy has decided to bring you back to life. So good luck.”

As soon as Will opens his mouth to ask more questions he feels a tug. Not just any tug, it feels like a tug on his soul. Next thing he knows he’s laying on the snow looking up at the sky. Sitting up be gets a good look around him. In like a Square around him is Dream, Tommy, some half enderman kid, and Karl. Straight in front of him is his father, techno, and his son.

“Hi b*tch es I’m back!” At this Wilbur passes out.

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“Well that worked.”

“Tommy what the f*ck! He woke up. Said ‘what up b*tch es and passed out again?!”

“Your point furry. He’s alive right. We both know ghostbur would not curse.”

“Sorry to interrupt this very entertaining conversation. But ranboo looks like he’s about to pass out as well. Tommy your closest so your catching him.” Just as Dream finished talking ranboo’s eyes rolled backwards and he went limp. Tommy then ran over and caught ranboo bridal style.

“Well ima take ranboo to the admin place so he can sleep.”

*pop*

*pop*
“And I’m back. Now it’s probably not best to leave anyone asleep in the snow. So let all head to techno’s.” Fundy looked ready to cry and punch someone at the same time. “We’ll explain more at the house fundy.”

After techno picked up wilburs body Karl Spoke up. “I actually have to go. I have a time jump in a couple of days that I need to get ready for. So bye y’all.” *pop* unlike Tommy karl leave a small puff of confetti behind.

A few moments later the group had gotten back into techno’s house and Wilbur had been laid down on the couch. “Ok Tommy I think you’ve delayed it long enough. Explain this to fundy before the poor fox explodes. I’m going to the admin place to take care of ranboo.” After Dream was done reprimanded Tommy, he disappeared and left some green glitter behind.

“GLITTER DREAM. OUT OF EVERYTHING IT HAD TO BE GLITTER.” Everyone was startled at techno’s out rage.

“Ignoring that, fundy do you want a short story now and the full version once Wilbur wakes up or the full version now?” Tommy asked from the armchair. When he sat down is unknown to all in the room.

“Umm I can wait till dad wakes up for the full version, but instead of a short version can I just ask some questions?” Fundy asks from his place in the doorway. He had an air of uncertainty and hesitation.

“Of course, I’ll try to answer any questions you have to the best of my ability.”

“Before you two get into a deep conversation. One fundy sit down, no one’s going to hurt you here. And two, do you two want something to drink.” Techno spoke from his spot in the kitchen, spooking fundy. At techno’s words fundy hesitantly sat next to the fireplace. Tommy spoke up first.

“I’ll take some hot cocoa if you have it. If not teas fine.”

“Hot cocoa it is, and for you fundy?”

“Th-the same pl-please.”

“Alright. Be out in a jiffy.”

Techno’s word choice got a puzzled look out of both miners. [to tried to spell properly right now].

Shaking himself out of his stupor fundy started speaking “Ok so my first question is how do you know dad isn’t going to be like he was when he died?”

“Oh that one’s simple, so it turns out that wills mom is death and a therapist. You know, I’ve wanted a therapist on this server for a while, didn’t think it was going to be death.”

“Ok next, what happened to ranboo? Like they passed out all of a sudden?”

“Oh that was because of the snow and cold. The cold doesn’t bother Rambo’s enderman side as much but the snow does. I think it was kinda an over load of inputs so he just shut down. He should be fine in a bit.”

“Ok and for my final question for now. What is this admin place?”

“Oh it’s a place that only admins can go/bring people to. I have permission to go there and the reasoning will be explained later. It it outside of time and space. Anything else?”

“Nope kinda just want to sit in silence and absorb what all happened.”

“Ok. If anything comes to mind just ask.” Tommy then gets up to help techno in the kitchen.

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[it’s like two am. So you get a time skip. After Wilbur wakes up. Ranboo and Dream just decided to spend the night in the admin place and messaged Tommy this. *NO SHIPPING* ]

Techno and Phil are on each end of the couch with Wilbur in the middle, fundy is sitting at Wilbur’s feet with will playing with his hair. Tommy is on the armchair but with a screen open with some code on it. And look outside the window would show that it is close to sunset.

Tommy moved around in the chair a bit trying to find the best spot. His movement caused Wilbur to look up from his carful braiding of his sons hair. Wilbur, upon seeing the screen freezes in shock. After a few moments he speaks up. “Tommy why do you have access to code?”

“What? Oh yeah that. I should probably explain that shouldn’t I? Well I’m co-admin of this server. I have been sense I joined.”

Both Wilbur and fundy froze, then proceeded to pass out.

Chapter Text

{Tommy’s pov}

*thud* 

“You really can’t go one day without making someone faint, can you Tommy.” Techno deadpans while plucking Wilbur off fundy. 

“My bad?” Tommy replied while shrugging. 

“You make your brother and his son pass out and all you can say is my bad?” Phil asks while reaching to grab Wilbur's legs to lift him onto the couch.

“Hey, fundy is my brother, Wil is just my good friend who also happens to be fundy’s dad.”

“You are insufferable. I’m going to check on my dogs.” With that techno walks out the door.

“I could always bring them to the Admin place. I don’t know how they would respond to waking up in a new place though.” 

“Well mate, I think you should message Dream first.”

“Wait, why?”

“Because Dream and Ranboo are staying the night in the Admin place, right?”

“Ohh yeah! I forgot about that.”

[Dream] 

Big man: so Wil and Funds saw that I was using code and asked about it so I told them I was co-admin and they passed out. Can I bring them to the admin place to rest and explain stuff?

Blob: Hello to you too, it's such a fine night. 

Big man: So is that a yes or?

Blob: yeah that's a yes. I’ll get the air mattresses set up. 

Big man: thanks

Putting down his communicator he looks up to see that Phil laid fundy on the ground. 

“What? He didn’t look that comfortable” 

“Nothing Phil. Dream is setting up the air mattresses now. I’ll just take them one at a time.”

“You should probably take fundy first so you don’t step on him trying to get to Wil.”

“True true” 

Tommy then leans down and picks up Fundy. Concentration he teleports into the kitchen of the cabin. Walking into the living room he sees that Dream laid down two air mattresses with separate sleeping bags on them. Setting fundy on the sleeping bag, he returns to Techno’s cabin. Seeing that Phil was not in the room he picked up Wilbur and returned to the cabin. Right after he placed Wilbur in the other sleeping bag, he started to wake up. 

“Well, it looks like you woke up faster from fainting than being brought back from the dead.” 

Wilbur shot up and nailed Tommy right in the nose with his head. 

 “Oww!” “Ahhh!” 

Dream hearing the commotion runs downstairs to see Wilbur laying on his back holding his forehead while Tommy is standing a bit off to the side holding his nose. 

“I really can’t leave you alone for one moment can I?” Dream asked Tommy while walking into the room with some paper towels.

“You can but probably shouldn’t. Thanks by the way.” Tommy holds the paper towels against his nose while tilting his head down. 

“What is going on?” Wilbur yells.

“Shhh. Ranboo is sleeping upstairs.” Dream responds, also yelling. 

“Who’s Ranboo!” Wilbur yells back showing more confusion 

“Dad, can you please not yell?” Fundy asks in a normal voice rubbing his ears. 

“Oh sorry Fundy, I didn't see you sleeping.” Wilbur apologies.

“Umm, it's fine.” Fundy looks uncomfortable. 

“Well,” Tommy claps, scaring everyone “now that you two are awake I can explain.” 

Both Wilbur and Fundy sat up and looked between Tommy and Dream. Seeing this Dream moved closer to Tommy. This caused Wilbur and Fundy to tense up.

“Ok, I will start by saying that Dream is not bad ok? He will not hurt anyone here, so you two can relax.” This did not make them relax. “ Ok then, I’m going to start at the beginning…” 

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{Quackity’s pov}

“Who does he think he is? He’s just a human.” Tubbo was pacing in his office. Quackity could see a line of packed carpet from his place on the couch. 

“Ok Tubbo, I know you're angry but no need to bring species into it. He may be a human but he fought in wars just like you.” Quackity comments while leaning further into the couch

“What? You too Quackity? I thought you were on my side?” Tubbo sharply turns to look at Quackity “ How did his neck not get injured from that turn?!”

“This isn’t about sides Tubbo! This is about the fact that what you said was wrong. Tommy was a little insensitive with how he approached the topic but he was correct. Techno was not in the wrong in that situation. Per the law, he can come here as a traveler. And if we really get into it, he can sue you for abuse of power.” Quackity does not look at Tubbo. He is instead looking out the window. “I don’t like techno after his siding with Schlatt but I also don’t like people abusing power. Once certain lines are we are no better than the people we condemn.” He ends his speech by looking Tubbo directly in the eyes. Tubbo looks too angry to respond. “Well, great talk, but I have to get going. I need to talk to Techno about his rights in New L’manburg now but I’ve been putting it off. Good day, Tubbo.” Closing the door, Quackity lets out a sigh “ You could cook a cake from the heat of his glare. But now that I’ve said it I really should talk to Techno. Ugh, why did I become the lawyer of New L’manburg? Where does Techno even live? I’ll just message him.” 

[Technoblade DMS] 

Quackity: I know we don’t have the best relationship but as the lawyer for New L’manburg I have to meet up with you to talk about rights in New L’manburg. I would like to do this before the duel. I recommend meeting on neutral grounds.

Technoblade: Fine. meet at spawn. I’m bringing Phil with me. 

Quackity: alright. When? 

Technoblade: Tomorrow at noon? 

Quackity: That works for me. 

At that Quackity puts away his communicator and starts walking home. 

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[Techno POV] 

“Phillll!” 

“What techno!” 

“We have a meeting with Quackity tomorrow at spawn.” 

“Ok.”

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Chapter Text

{Tommy POV}

“So that’s about that. Umh any questions?” Tommy finished his frankly lengthy background.

“Nope, brain is too overloaded to think right now.” Fundy responded. Tommy wondered if smoke was coming out of his ears or if that was just his imagination.

“Fair enough, well feel free to lie down and get more sleep. Also help yourselves to the kitchen, just please don’t burn anything down. This place is outside of time and space so don’t worry about that. Uhh, what else. Oh! Bathrooms are the door to the right of the staircase. If you need any extra clothes just ask. I think that’s everything.” As Tommy was talking he was counting off on his fingers to make sure he has everything. “I’m sorry that you’re just in the living room on air mattresses right now but we have not had the time to build another guest bedroom yet.” 

“Tommy.” 

“Yes, funds?” 

“Love yah man, but please let us sleep.” 

“Sorry funds, I’ll be leaving now” 

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{Techno’s POV}

“You know mate, why are we on our way to meet up with Quackity?” Philza kept his horse trotting right alongside Carl. 

“He messaged last night. Something about him being New L’manburgs lawyer and needing to talk about my rights in New L’manburg. No Chat we are not going to kill him.” Techno kept looking down at his communicator and up in the direction that Phil assumed Chat was coming from. 

“Wait doesn’t Tommy need to come with us then?” 

“Nah. We’re meeting at spawn. It’s neutral ground.”

“Ok, mate.” 

[Time skip]

As Techno and Phil totted up on their horses they see Quackity on his communicator. 

“No Tubbo, I will not be telling you where I’m at. I am about to start a meeting with Techno and we need it to go peacefully. . . . No that is not an insult at you nor an insinuation that you cannot do things peacefully, we just need to play our cards carefully and as New L’mandburgs lawyer you need to trust me. . . . Yes, I’ll be careful. . . . Yes, I’ll be on guard, I need to get going now. . . . Bye Tubbo”  *Sigh*  “ And I thought Schlatt was paranoid. Sorry for the wait, and thanks for meeting with me on such short notice.” As Quackity got off the call he mumbled mostly to himself but getting louder after addressing the two men. 

“It’s alright mate. So what did you want to talk about.” Phil takes the lead in the conversation, dismounting from his horse while talking. Techno follows his lead. 

“Honestly not much, mostly just wanted to make sure that you were ok with the restrictions put in place. While legally speaking there isn’t much that can be done to enforce them, it still would be grounds for a proper ban from the country should you try. That also is not taking Tubbo’s rapidly decreasing mental health into consideration. Who decided that putting someone under the age of 20 into a government office was a good idea anyways? Sorry getting off track, mainly just. Are you ok with the requirements put on you right now techno to be able to have access to New L’manburg?” Quackity was doing a slow pace while also consulting his notes throughout his entire speel. At the end, he turned and looked at Techno with a face both done with everything and also a slight bit of concern.  

“Yeah, it works for me. I only ever need to go to New L’manburg to visit Ranboo’s shop or Niki’s bakery. I can get everything else from a village close to my home. The restriction is basically that Tommy needs to be with me for me to be able to travel/shop in New L’manburg right?” 

“In Layman's terms yes. Of course, for legal reasons, I do have to state obvious things like Tommy does have to be awake when he is with you inside of L’manburg, Tommy does have to be coherent when he is with you, Tommy cannot be dead when he is with you, It has to be Tommy, not an android or a fake. Failure to follow these rules can/may lead to prison time and or a fine of up to 10 years or one netherite block. Do you Technoblade BloodGod, Understand not only the restrictions but the consequences should you not follow the restrictions that I, Quackity Goldwings have verbally explained to you? “ Quackity read off his flashcard. 

“Mate, did you really make flashcards for this?” Phiza asked. 

Quackity flipped to another flashcard. “Yes, flashcards were created in advance. This is to ensure that all information is properly conveyed.”  Quackity looks up and sees Techno’s and Philza’s faces. They both look incredulous and amused. Quackity starts laughing. “Nah, I’m just messing with you. These are my to-do and grocery lists. People listen to me more when I have a flashcard in hand or a clipboard.” 

“That's smart. Using people’s prior conceptions to force their attention and make them listen to you. I’m guessing that’s why you also have looked bored with hints of emotion? Make the other people uncomfortable while also letting their guard down.” Techno remarked with a hint of curiosity. 

“No, I’m just fed up with Tubbo and cannot be bothered to exaggerate my emotions to what is ‘Socially appropriate’. Sorry if it came across as a slight on you.” Quackity stated this, adding a little more emotion to his voice in the middle before dropping it. 

“Mate, we really don’t care about what’s socially appropriate. Techno was just trying to compliment you in his own way.” Phil then looks at Techno. Techno just nods. “Also if you’re free tomorrow, come over for dinner.” 

“Wait no cap?” 

“Nope, do you have any food allergies?” 

“Mainly just can’t eat onions but other than that I should be good.” 

“Well, I can’t eat onions either so we don’t have those in the house anyways. Ducks and crows probably have similar dietary restrictions now that I think about it.” 

“True, and being hybrids helps with allergies. I’ve noticed stuff is less toxic for me than it would be for a normal duck.” 

“Same. Like I can actually drink caffeine without getting sick!”

“Or Chocolate. I can’t eat much but I can still eat it.” 

“ Oh, Prime. Their bonding. Help my comfort person is the one causing the uncomfort. Who is second comfort person. Skeppy? No, he’s possessed still. Tommy? I can try.” At that, Techno pulls out his communicator. 

[Tommyinnit DMS] 

Pig: heps 

Blop: what? Are you ok?

Pig: Phil is talking to Quackity and I umcomf 

Blop: Oh. Need me to get them to stop talking? 

Pig: No because Phil looks happy talking to Quackity about being a birb hybrid. I just need out. 

Blop: where you at? 

Pig: spawn 

Blop: your not far from Niki’s bakery if you want to meet up and we can chill there?

Pig: sounds nice

Blop: ok I’ll be there in 5 

Techno finally put his communicator down after checking all the other notifications he had built up. What else was there to do, count the seconds til Tommy could come and save him from this social hell. Looking up he sees Tommy walking up the hill. Tommy walks by Techno, grabs his arm, and then turns around, still walking backward mind you, and goes “Hey Phil I’m stealing Techno!” 

Phil looks over and waves by to Techno then goes back to the conversation with Quackity like nothing is wrong. 

Walking into Niki’s bakery Techno is immediately hit with the sweet smell of freshly baked cookies. Looking around he sees that while everything is clean, it also has a slight layer of dust. Looking back at Tommy he sees the young boy relax at the sight of Jack at the counter. As the two start to walk up, Techno sees Tommy start to open his mouth and then hears, “Jack, Who just came into the store?” 

Hearing Niki Tommy freezes up. Techno mentally filled that information. 

“Just Techno and Tommy.” Jack called back in a nonchalant voice. 

Niki then storms up to the front scaring both Tommy and Jack. “You! I thought I told you never to step foot in MY bakery ever again! Then of COURSE you have to act all high and mighty and not listen. Why do you always act so CHILDISH!” Niki starts stomping toward Tommy with hurtful intent till Techno steps in. 

“I do not know what all this is about but I do know a couple of things Niki. One, Tommy is not acting ‘high and mighty’ in fact he looks like he’s on the verge of a panic attack. Can you try calming him down, Jack?” Seeing Jack’s nod Techno turns back to Niki who is looking up at him in confusion and contempt. “Secondly, Tommy is allowed to act childish as you so put it. He is still a child. Unless the law changed without my knowledge, being the age of 16 means you are still a child. While yes, he should not have walked in here knowing he was not allowed, He only did it for my benefit. When he calms down you can politely ask him why. Do you understand?” 

“Yes,” Niki said with an air of defeat

“Well,” Jack speaks up drawing all eyes to him. “ I don’t think we are going to get our answers tonight. Tommy hyperventilated and passed out.”  

“Oh, Hand him over then. I’ll just take him to my house. I’ll message you when he walks up and is ok to talk to you.” At that, Techno carried Tommy out the door. 

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{Jack’s POV}

“You fucked up. How do you even get Techno that mad at you?” 

“IDK Jack. get back to work or no pay for the day.” 

“I don’t get paid anyways!” 

Chapter Text

[Tommy POV]

Slam

Tommy shot upright frantically looking around. His eyes were still blurry from sleep but he did not see an imminent threat approaching. It wasn’t till he heard Techno’s voice did he relax though. 

“Phil! Be quiet Tommy is still sleeping!” Techno sounded like he was trying to whisper but also shout. Tommy did not think it sounded much like a whisper

“Sorry mate. The wind stole the door out of my hands.” 

“That was the same excuse you used when your arrow ‘accidentally’ hit me two months ago.” 

“The wind did take it!” 

“I WAS BEHIND YOU!” 

At this point, Tommy was in the entryway into the kitchen thoroughly invested into the story. “Wait, how do you hit someone with an arrow when they're behind you?” 

The duo jumped slightly at Tommy’s voice and Techno glared at Phil. Phil looked guilty, mostly from having woken Tommy up. 

“That’s what I would like to know too.” Techno broke the awkward silence with an accusatory glance at Phil. 

“Well…. I mean that arrow kinda had a mind of its own?” Phil answered. 

“You’re insufferable.” Ignoring Phil’s offended gasp, Techno turned towards Tommy. “What would you like inside your omelet? And can you message Wil, Fundy, and Ran to see if they want to join us for breakfast?” 

“Just cheese is fine. And sure” 

“Thank you. Feel free to freshen up while waiting, breakfast should be ready in like 30 minutes.” 

“Ok, Tech.” 

{Honey I adopted some traumatized children} 

{Tommyinnit created a new chat} 

{Tommyinnit changed chat name to “Honey I adopted some traumatized children”}

{Tommyinnit added Wilbur Soot, Fundy, Ranboo Beloved} 

{Tommyinnit changed Tommyinnit’s name to Blob} 

{Tommyinnit changed Wilbur Soot’s name to OG Trama}

{Tommyinnit changed Fundy’s name to Furry/pos} 

{Tommyinnit changed Ranboo Beloved’s name to Open-Faced Oreo} 

Blob: SO I created this chat because Tech wants to know if any of you want to stop by for breakfast. 

Blob: It should be done in the next 30 minutes. 

Blob: if your answer is yes, just come by because it’s a waste of time to answer here

{Blob is now offline} 

Tommy set his communicator on the couch and started to walk towards the stairs. He then paused, turned around and picked up the communicator again. 

{Honey I adopted some traumatized children}

Blob: Wil where are your clothes? I’m going to steal some. 

{OG Trama is now online} 

OG Trama: the room across from the bathroom upstairs has a bag with some of my clothes that Tech saved. They might not be the cleanest things though because they are from Pogtopia. 

{Open-Faced Oreo is now online} 

Open-Faced Oreo: Toms if you want I can just tp with some of your clothes outside of the door. That way you won’t have to steal Wil’s. 

Blob: I like that option better boob boi. 

Open-Faced Oreo: please stop calling me that. 

Blob: nope 

{Blob is offline}

Tommy sets his communicator down on the couch again, this time with a smug smile on his face. He heads up the stairs to the bathroom where he comes face to back with a crouched Ranboo. Ranboo was facing away from Tommy and Tommy’s smile widened. Trying to silence his footsteps he sneaks up closer to Ranboo. 

“BOO!” 

“AHHHHH” 

“Aww he teleported away. He left my clothes behind so I guess it worked.” As Tommy was bending down to pick up his dropped clothes he hears Phil shout from the kitchen. 

“Was that Ranboo?” 

“Yeah! They were bringing me clothes. I scared them so that’s why he screamed.” 

“OK.” 

Tommy could hear Phil’s laughter fade away as he closed the bathroom door. Smiling, he got ready for his shower. 

As he was getting ready after his shower Tommy heard a knock on the door.

“Who goes there?” 

“You’re brother. Now hurry up so I can take a shower too. You take forever.” 

“Alright alright.” 

Do not listen to Wilbur if he says Tommy purposely took more time to get ready, he’s lying. As Tommy is walking through the living room to the kitchen he picks up his communicator. He sits down next to Ranboo in the kitchen while reading his messages. 

{Honey I adopted some traumatized children} 

Furry/pos: I won’t be joining. 5up wants to do a video call in an hour. 

{Furry/pos is offline}

{Blob is offline} 

{Admins across the Cosmos} 

Red Birb: We should add Scott to this chat. He might know something about the Rift. 

Blob Birb: Ok I’ll add him. 

{Blob Birb added Smajor} 

{Blob Birb changed Smajor’s name to Star Birb} 

Blob Birb: Hello Scott 

Star Birb: Hello? What chat did I just get added to?

Red Birb: We are all Admins but on different servers so this is a place to talk about problems that might spread to other servers. Or just general chaos. 

Star Birb: Ok. Can we sound off so I know who is who? 

Red Birb: sure, I’m Grian.

Green Birb: I’m Dream 

Alien Birb: I’m Xisuma 

Blob Birb: I’m Tommyinnit 

Star Birb: Tommy you’re an Admin? 

Blob Birb: yep, Co-Admin of the DSMP

Star Birb: oh ok. Can you explain why we are all birbs and not birds? 

Blob Birb: birds aren’t real 

Red Birb: only birb

Green Birb: not again. You won’t get much more of an answer out of them. Though we added you to ask if you have heard or seen anything about a rip/rift in a server. 

Star Birb: No I haven’t. I’ll keep a look out though. 

Alien Birb: please do, as far as we know it can pull players into different servers. A whitelist isn’t a restriction for it either. 

Star Birb: oh, that’s bad. Thanks for informing me. 

Blob Birb: No problem. I have to go eat breakfast now. Later! 

{Blob Birb is offline} 

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“So Tommy, Why are you banned from Niki’s bakery?” Techno asked after eating a bit of his breakfast. Phil looked up from his communicator and set his tea down. Ranboo made a questioning hum from Tommy’s right and Wilbur looked at Tommy shocked.

“Oh, she’s mad that I let Wil die,” Tommy said this nonchalantly.  He looked down to cut more of his omelet so he didn’t see everyone’s faces.

“What?” Shocked that everyone spoke at the same time Tommy looked up with his fork still in his mouth. Seeing now that the others at the table were a mix of shocked and angry he rushed to rectify his mistake. 

“Well more so that Wil ‘trusted’ me more than her during Pogtopia. She says that because I’m his brother I should have been able to stop him from going insane.” Tommy said this in hopes to calm everyone down and explain her actions. From their faces, he did the exact opposite. 

“Does she forget that you're a Child?!” Wilbur exclaimed looking about ready to rush out of the house and find her himself.  

“Most of the server has. I think Ranboo is the only Minor that is actually regarded as a minor.” Tommy explains in a resigned tone, reaching up and holding Wilbur's shoulder to prevent him from getting up. 

“I’m sorry” Ranboo looks down at their food sadly.

“You have nothing to apologize for. It’s the fault of others, not you. Anyways, If you think about it. If anyone truly thought me, Purpled or Tubbo were children do you really think that I would have been exiled by myself? That Purpled would be able to work as a mercenary? Or that Tubbo would be able to be president of an entire Country? No, and after this duel I will be bringing it up. People have become complacent and only believe what they want. That ends now.” Tommy looks at the others with determination burning in his eyes. “It might not seem like it but I do notice things. It’s much easier to people watch when they think of you as lesser. No one cares that you're in earshot because they don’t think you have any power. That’s their mistake.” 

The tension in the room was thick, not because of awkwardness but because everyone realized that Tommy has power and drive. He not only has the ability to finally change things but also the motivation to do so. And they were all glad to be a part of it. The silence was broken by none other than Wilbur. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Before Tommy could speak Wilbur pushed on. 

“I know I wasn’t in the best place mentally but that doesn’t excuse any of my actions. While the first war seemed like fun and games I know it probably affected everyone involved. And everything in Poptopia and the Manburg war. Because they were wars. You, Tubbo, Fundy, Purpled, Niki, Jack, h*ll even Dream and Sapnap were barely adults. It wasn’t fair for you guys to go through that, or the repercussions that followed. So I’m sorry, for Everything.” 

“Wilbur please look at me? Hey hey stop sulking and look at me. There we go. I think you are forgetting one crucial thing. You were young too. You were 17 when you had Fundy. 18 when you came here looking for a safe place to raise Fundy. 19 during the First War. While I might not have been with you when you needed me and for that I am sorry and will forever regret it. You need to remember that you were young too. All the leniency that you give to others you need to give to yourself as well. Do not put yourself under harsher expectations just because it is you. If you need to put one of your loved one’s in your shoes and see if you would judge them as harshly as you are judging yourself. If the answer is no then maybe you should think about how you view yourself compared to others.” At the end of his speech, Phil looked at his son again.  “Oh, Prime, you're crying. I didn’t mean to make you cry. Do you want a hug?” 

Tommy felt a little uncomfortable with all the emotions and something told him this was just the tip of the iceberg. Looking over he sees that Techno and Ranboo look just as uncomfortable as he felt. After Wilbur and Phil sat back down everyone finished their semi-warm breakfast. This time no one broke the silence, for they were all deep into their minds. 

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After breakfast, Tommy offered to help Techno with his chores outside. Ranboo went back to Manburg shortly after they finished their food and Tommy wanted Wilbur and Phil to have some time together alone. They work for an hour or so chopping wood for both houses when they hear a communicator go off. 

“{That’s probably Phil telling us to take a break. It’s a good thing you have your ringer on. I tend to forget to turn my back on in the morning}.” Techno heaves the log he was holding over his shoulder down. Tommy shifts back into a human, he shifted into a piglin to be able to lift more logs. 

“Huh. It’s actually Niki. Something about how you never messaged her when I woke up.” 

“Wait, My com or yours?” 

“Mine. I think she’s trying to stop you from being the middleman. She demands that I come over for lunch and that Jack is going to be there. Should I be right to assume you’re coming too?” 

“Yep. Let’s finish chopping these logs down then head back to tell Phil.” 

“Alright.” 

Half an hour later and a reminder from Phil that Tommy needs to return to being human before the meeting, the two are on their way to Niki’s bakery. It’s a fast walk through the Nether that takes a run-in with Ranboo to remind Tommy to actually shift out of his piglin form. ‘I’m normally not in a Hybrid form for this long but I think a combo of being around a hybrid and Techno seeming more content around another piglin hybrid lead me to stay in that form longer. That’s something to test later. Are hybrids more content around similar hybrids?’ Filling that thought for later Tommy sees that they are standing in front of Niki’s bakery. 

“Well ready to face the music?” Techno asks. 

“Not really but tis is life.” Tommy starts walking through the door. 

“Not how you use Shakespearian!” Techno walks in after him. 

“Don’t care big Man. I use it however I want.” Tommy turns around and walks backwards while saying this, in turn running into a wall instead of the door. 

Laughing to Tommy, Techno decides to open the door and walk in without waiting for him. Looking around inside, Techno sees that Niki and Jack are seated at one of the square tables with Niki facing the door and Jack on her left. Techno makes eye contact with Jack and nods in hello. He hears Tommy scrambling inside behind him. The sound of the door closing alerts Niki and she looks up from the table. 

“Ahh, Technoblade didn’t realize you would be joining us for lunch.” Niki does not sound particularly amused that Techno showed up. 

“Well I did say that I would message first but seeing as you decided to message Tommy yourself I wanted to come along. Wouldn’t want him to have another panic attack you see.” Techno speaks in his normal monotone voice with a slight challenge in his voice. Daring Niki to say something. 

“Well gents don’t just stand there, sit down.” Jack says nervously looking between Niki and Techno. Techno pointedly sits on Niki’s left leaving the only other spot for Tommy to sit being the farthest from Niki. 

“So what did you call me for Niki? Was it because you just wanted to have lunch with the great Tommyinnit?” Tommy says this with his usual bravo. Niki looked away from Techno and to Tommy with annoyance. Jack looks confused at her behavior. 

“Well Tommy, it has come to my attention that someone having a panic attack in your presence is not normal. And apparently it is ‘good manners’ to ask them what caused it to ‘avoid triggering them again’.” Niki sounds like she’s just spitting out words someone else told her and doesn’t really mean any of it. Techno’s face is still flat but Tommy can make out slight mannerisms that indicate that Tecno is mad. Just as Tommy is about to talk Jack surprisingly interjects. 

“Niki, He didn’t have a panic attack in your presence. Well I mean he did but you caused that panic attack. I don’t know why you are acting so callous but I thought the reason for this lunch was so you could apologize for what you said and did yesterday? Was I wrong in that assumption?” Jack turns his chair to look at Niki fully. Hearing this Niki blows up. 

“Apologize? What do you mean Apologize! IT is not my fault He can’t handle the truth. Do you truly believe he is soooo innocent? See reality for what it is. He let Wilbur go insane. He LET Wilbur blow up L’manburg. He should have stayed in exile forever. That’s where that THING across from me belongs. No one here wanted him. Even Tubbo decided to wash his hands from that freak he used to call a ‘best friend’.” Niki pushed her chair back harshly and stood up. “As far as I’m concerned, Dream should just Ban It and give everyone peace.” Niki stood there breathing heavily looking at Tommy with hatred burning in her eyes. Jack calmly gets up and stands in between Niki and Tommy effectively breaking line of sight. Techno reaches over and reminds Tommy to breathe. Tommy takes a big breath in not remembering holding it. 

“Do not take this as me invalidating your feelings, I also will not let you stand here and verbally abuse one of my friends. I do not know of what ‘truth’ you are speaking off or what reality you are seeing but it is clearly not the real one. What I saw was a child who fought in wars and gave up his prized possessions for the freedom of his older brother's dream. I saw a child who was exiled not because of a wrongdoing but to instill fear in the citizens and punish him for the actions of his brother. I saw a child who witnessed his older brother and caretaker fall into insanity with no real help, only expectations from others to scared to do anything. I saw a child who was following the example of others and got unfairly punished for a simple mistake. I saw a child whose ‘friend’ wouldn’t talk to them and instead decided to ship them away to, as you put it ‘wash his hands’ of HIM. That doesn’t sound like the actions of the monster you speak of, that sounds like the failures of adults and the actions of a kid that doesn’t know better.  It is clear to me that you have lost sight of what L’manburg stood for. And until you realize your wrongdoing, I cannot in good conscience associate myself with you. When you are ready to talk about your actions in a peaceful manner, message me. But for now, good bye.” With that big speech Jack walked out the door. Niki looked enraged and gobsmacked. Tommy looked to Tecno and both got up and quickly followed Jack out the door. They saw him a couple of meters away pacing. Jack looked up when they got close. 

“Hey man, I’m sorry the meeting turned out that way. I truly thought she wanted to apologize but seeing how that went that clearly isn’t true. Her wanting Techno not to be there makes a whole lot of sense now.” Jack looks apologetic and slightly uncomfortable. 

“Did you truly mean what you said in there?” Tommy asks, face and voice void of emotions. 

“Every word. No one should have to have gone through what you did.” Tommy could tell Jack believed what he was saying. 

“So you’re saying you see me as a kid?” 

“Of course. Just like Ranboo, Tubbo, Purpled and Fundy. You and Fundy are only 16 if I remember correctly. I’m sorry that you guys have to deal with adult responsibilities and can’t just be kids. Every time I bring it up my voice is drowned out and no change is made.” 

“You have nothing to apologize for, Jack. Just knowing you see us for who we are means a lot to me. We have to get going now but feel free to message me if you want to hang out sometime.” 

“Will do Tommy.” 

Tommy starts to turn away when Techno clears his throat. 

“Actually we are having Quackity over for dinner tonight so if you want to stop by you can. Dinner should be ready at 8.” Techno looks uncomfortable but also genuine. 

“Oh ok then. I don’t have any plans so I’ll be sure to stop by. Thanks for the invite.” At that Techno nods his head and turns to walk away. Tommy waves goodbye to Jack and gets a wave in return. 

“Soooo… That didn’t go too well?” Tommy says was they walk 

“Tommy you can just say that was sh*t it’s ok.” 

“Yeah that meeting was sh*t.” 

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