𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 ┆ᵗᵒᵐᵐʸ ᵗᵘᵇᵇᵒ ᵖˡᵃᵗᵒⁿⁱᶜ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗˢ

you're alive?

TW// cussing, mentions of suicide, mentions of underage drinking

Summary: The hostage meeting with Ranboo, Tubbo, Tommy & Techno (+Connor) except JealousInnit 👀

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The group of five people stood opposing each other, two of them extremely confused about the appearance of the other two in front of them, the remaining one sobbing and tied up beside the 'intruder duo'. The group consisted of the president, the minutes man (which were stood next to each other), a former member of the cabinet and L'Manburg, an enemy and a hostage (stood opposite the L'Manburgians). Tubbo was stood, almost trembling next to Ranboo, trying to comprehend the sight in front of him. Surely this couldn't be real, right? There's no way his dead best friend was stood in front of him, glaring at him even. Was he hallucinating? Was he going mad? Dying? Is this because of the terrible lack of sleep? Maybe last night's honey flavored Jack Daniel's Tennessee or was he just falling into insanity?

Despite the enormous amount of questions that surrounded his already clouded enough mind, he only managed to choke out "T-Tommy? You're...you're alive?" Ranboo immediately took notice of the shaky frame state his shorter friend was, and put a hand on his shoulder, hoping to help him, though, the brunette must have not noticed, as he was still shocked by the blonde's sudden presence.

"Hello Tubbo." Only said Tommy, the brunette not knowing whether it was anger and disappointment lacing his voice, or maybe something else? Sadness? "Look," started Technoblade. "we don't intend to stay for long. We only came here for a few things, so if you want hedgehog boy to live, you have to adjust to our circumstances, Tubbo." He said, the blonde tightening the rope that Connor was wrapped in, making him jump, tears still falling like waterfalls from his terrified eyes. It took Tubbo about five seconds to snap out of his trance, and despite the fact he was still confused about Tommy and the whole pillar in Logstedshire situation, he decided to pick himself up for Connor's sake. He straightened himself up a little, even though the only thing he wanted right now, was to curl up into a ball and cry. But he couldn't. Not now. "I- okay...what is it you need?" Said Tubbo, the shakiness way too evident in his voice, but no one paid attention to it. The pinkanette turned his head to look at Tommy, who looked back and nodded.

"We're gonna need Techno's weapons. All of them." Tubbo's muscles tensed. Why is Tommy with him? Out of all people him? He thought. "That's like all of our leverage on you...ya might have to lower your price a bit.." Said the brunette trying to sound at least a bit confident. Techno let out a frustrated growl. "The only thing I'll be lowering, will be Connor's head after I cut his neck short. I'm getting impatient, Tubbo. Give me the tools." the hostage's breath quickened, not wanting to lose his first canon life after being on the server for not even that long. Tubbo panicked a bit, not wanting to put the kneeling one's life at risk, he let out a sigh. He was going to have to figure it out, since he couldn't give them all of Techno's tools. Thankfully, Tommy spoke up first. "Okay..well how about you give us the important tools, like his trident, axe...how about his crossbow? Definitely the trident though." Said the blonde, latching his free hand onto his chin, scrubbing it, making it look like he was thinking, also squirming his eyes a bit as he stuck out his bottom lip a little.