When you disappeared

XII

Techno POV

It was gone the middle of the night, when you heard a quiet knocking from outside.

You lay in bed for a while, hearing the knocking stop abruptly.

Slowly, so as not to wake Y/n, you got up and padded to the door.

It wasn't locked so you could just push it open.

The perks of being in a fancy hotel is that, everything worked as it should.

Hence why the door didn't squeak when you opened it.

In the main room, you could see the identifiable shape of your brother, standing infront of the door.

He was talking but from across the room, you couldn't quite understand him.

And then you heard a voice that wasn't his.

It sounded like whoever it was said 'Hello Wilbur' but you couldn't be sure so you decided to try and get closer.

That was a mistake.

You moved quickly behind the sofa, keeping your eyes on the two at the door.

You continued on to the counter, forgetting there were a few steps, tripping over them and falling to the floor with a thud.

You saw Wilbur jump a little as he spun around to see you sprawled on the floor, facing the ceiling, muttering something explicit.

"Techno, what are you doing?" He growls, seemingly annoyed.

"Well, see. I was coming to get a drink because that insistant knocking woke me up" You cast a suspicious look at the figure behind Wilbur, who you still couldn't make out.

Wilbur scowled at you, his expression stormy.

"Well it seems we have a visitor and I dare say, an unwanted vistor"

You decided now was the time to have a look.

You edged a little closer, watching the person at the door.

"Dream" You keep your face unreadable.

"Technoblade" He responds, his stupid, childlike mast covering his face.

"So cut to the chase. Why are you here?" Wilbur asks, clearly angry.

Techno knew him and Dream had a rough past but that was all you knew.

That past was prior to Phil, to Tommy and Y/n, to himself.

"A little birdie told me, you were coming to America, to find something...persay... and I decided to pay a visit"

You cringed inwardly at the phrase 'a little birdie' but decided to let Wilbur do the talking.

"And who might that bird have been?" He replied in a low tone.

"Does that matter? The point is, they were right" Dream's voice was dangerous.

Wilbur stood up straighter, his line of vision lingering on the ceiling, as if trying to control himself.

You thought it was your time to intervene.

"Alright Dream." You started taking a step forward.

You relished in the fact that as soon as you did so, Dream took a hasty step back.

"Who, might I ask, dropped those hints?" You tilt your head, giving him a blank glare.

"Friends on the other side"

Movement caused you all to turn and look at the door from your room, where another figure had emerged.

Y/n walked forwards, already focused on Dream.

"Why's he here?" They spat.

"Funny, we've asked the same question" Wilbur turned back to Dream, his arms crossed.

"Y/n" He nodded at them.

They just scowled.

"Anyways Dream, you gonna answer? Who are your friends on the other side?" You push.

Y/n looks thoughtful for a moment but their face suddenly twists, into anger and then confusion.

"That was Dream's boat" They mutter.

You don't really register what they were saying until you could imagine Dream giving them an almost proud look.

"That was Dream's boat" The repeat, louder this time.

Wilbur looks at Y/n incredulously.

"What?"

"The one Ranboo bought us here in... Dream what did you do to him?" Y/n glares at the tall blond, who tips his head up slightly.

"Nothing. But what if he helped willingly?" Dream suggests, his voice thick with arrogance.

"No... no he wouldn't. Ranboo wouldn't do that"

"I'm also unsure as to why this is a big deal. Was I not allowed to stop by and say hello?"

At that, Wilbur shoved Dream against a wall, a hand on the wall next to his head.

"You were never allowed to stop by. I thought I had made this clear last time. If you're still unsure, I can spell it out for you" He hisses maliciously.

You raised your eyebrows, a grin threatening your lips.

"I think we're all on the same page now, don't you agree?" He moved back, motioning to the door.

Dream hesitated, clearly a little bit fazed but he nodded all the same, walking back into the hallway.

Without thinking you shut the door, leaning against it and let out a low whistle.

"Well, well, well. What fun! You guys reckon we should do that more?" You suggest, sarcastically.

"Are you sure that was Dream's boat?" Wilbur turned to Y/n, his expression hidden.

"Pretty sure" They nod.

"And that's what I was afraid of"

Author notes:

Hey!

I was procrastinating even writing a chapter today but we did it.

Hope you lot have a great day :)