Technoblade
I woke up suddenly, looking around. I was laying in my bed, Y/N passed out on the floor. "It must have been a nightmare," I said to myself. "Dream's still in prison."
I got out of bed, taking off my cloak and draping it over Y/N's sleeping body.
"Technoblade?" Tubbo asked, I looked over at the young boy, who was sat by the ladder. "Why did you take your cloak off?"
"To keep Y/N warm," I said. "Do you want food?"
Tubbo stared at me, then looked at Y/N, then back at me. "Sure." I followed the boy down the ladder, and looked through my chests until I found some baked potatoes. I handed some to Tubbo, sitting on the floor.
"Uh... will you be going to their funeral?" Tubbo asked.
"Who?" My mind blanked for a second. "Oh, Tommy's... Yeah, I'll be going to pay my respects to him."
Tubbo looked at the floor. "Yeah, him... I miss him." He hugged his knees, staring at the floor.
"I do to... and to think Y/N killed him..." I frowned, looking up at the ceiling, knowing Y/N lay above us. "Why would Y/N have killed him...?" Tubbo teared up, and I decided to change the topic. "You can stay here for a bit if you like, Tubbo."
Tubbo sniffed. "Thank you, Technoblade, but I'll have to go back to snowchester."
"Alright, did you want me to walk back with you?" I asked, eating a potato.
"No, it's fine... I'll see you around, Technoblade." Tubbo walked out the door, gently shutting it behind him.
I sighed, then looked up, hearing movement upstairs. Y/N came down, yawning. "Who just left? Phil?" They yawned.
"Tubbo. Can I ask something, Y/N?"
Y/N looked at me suspiciously. "What's up?"
"How are you alive?"
Y/N laughed, fidgeting with their bloodstained shirt. "I had fire resistance and regeneration potions with me! I'm surprised you didn't think of that!"
I smiled slightly, getting up off the floor. "I didn't see any potions with you, sorry for freaking out yesterday, Y/N."
"It's fine, Tech, you were probably too busy to realise." Y/N smiled, adjusting their crown.
"Are you coming to the funeral?" Y/N asked suddenly, smile dropping.
"Yeah, I'll be coming. I need to go. Tommy shouldn't have died..."
Y/N smiled sadly. "Well, I need to go help Tubbo plan the funeral, since I'm the one who..." Y/N shook their head. "Bye, Techno!" They hugged my arm briefly, then left, the door barely opening.
I sat on the crafting table, taking my pink hair out of its messy braid with one hand, adjusting my corset with the other.
Something was off, but I couldn't think of what it was, so I sat there. Thinking. Trying to figure it out.
~~Chapter 29 finished~~
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FanficTechnoblade shouldn't have helped her, Technoblade should have left her where he found her. But of course, Technoblade had to help the young stranger in the snow. But she was being hunted. ____________ Preface: I've written "Y/N" with a specific ap...
