Equal 3 [MCYT x MHA]

Relief

*Third Person POV*

Technoblade, Wilbur and Tommy all waited outside of the operation room, equally as worried for their adopted father, who was found lying in a crater, barely clinging on to his life. The three brothers sat there silently, unable to fully compose themselves. 

2 hours later, the doctor emerged from the operation room. Immediately, Technoblade shot out of his seat and asked for details. 

"He'll live, but we are unsure when he will wake up. Additionally, it would seem that he has broken quite a number of bones, some which were pretty important to the body. I would suggest him to quit being a cop and retire for good." The doctor told Technoblade. 

The 3 were saddened to hear this. However, they were still mighty relieved as Philza was able to survive. 

"Oh thank god..." Wilbur sighed. 

"Thank you for everything you've done." Technoblade thanked as he shook the doctor's hand. 

Philza was then sent to an empty hospital room as Technoblade occupied himself with the hospital bill. Meanwhile, Wilbur and Tommy stayed by Philza's side. Both of them held Philza's hands and refused to let go even for a second. 

As he held on, Tommy couldn't help but feel an immense rage build up in him. He gritted his teeth as tears began to flow down his face uncontrollably. 

"I'm gonna fucking kill him." Tommy growled. 

Wilbur let Tommy vent out his hatred as he silently cried, he knew trying to talk some sense into Tommy in a situation like this would only lead to a huge argument. For that reason, he decided not to butt in. 

Soon enough, Technoblade entered the room. One by one, he hugged his brothers, which surprised them. Normally, Technoblade wasn't much of a hugger. Heck, he rarely even showed affection. So this was rather strange for Wilbur and Tommy. 

From that point on, the 3 brothers became just a little bit closer to each other. 

Meanwhile...

Herobrine bandaged himself, doing his best to cover up his wounds. 

"Who knew that police officer could do something like this?" Herobrine thought to himself as he finished himself up and entered the meeting room, where he was met with tons of villains. All of them under his command. 

"Greetings, everyone. As you can see, I am injured. Find me someone with a regeneration quirk as soon as possible. Also, go fuck some shit up if you want to." Herobrine ordered. 

"Yes sir!" The villains replied.