Building a Bridge

Settling in

I hate this.

I'm only going with these people for Tubbo.

At least that's what I keep telling myself. Ok, I will admit, I have selfish reasons for it. BUT! I swear that I also thought of Tubbo. Why can't I say no to him? But, here we are, in a carriage (how rich are they?) on our way to their 'home', wherever that is.

"So! Um.. h-how was your day?" Philza pipes up, clearly uncomfortable with the silence and thick tension. I stay quiet; quite the contrast to my older brother, who smiles brightly and starts going on about how cool he thinks Philza is.

I tune out the rest of their conversation in favor of looking outside to the scenery I have never seen before; to the surroundings outside the city's walls. It was all so beautiful, really. I saw a lot of brightly colored flowers and so much grass. I think they call it the plains biome. I saw a lot of dark, chocolatey flowers, a few light blue ones, as well as some red and purple ones. In the distance I saw a dark forest, brimming with bright red berries. I was busy adoring the landscape when I heard someone clear their throat, to which I jump and yell, "What!" I see Technoblade looking at me with a weird look that I couldn't decipher. I hate when I don't know what people are feeling, because then I don't know if they hate me yet or not.
"Now that I have everyone's attention, we're almost there." Technoblade finally states, and promptly going back to whatever he was doing.
Jeez, I don't think I like Technoblade very much, but at least he has the decency to not pretend to like me like Philza. People like Philza are always the worst;pitying you, playing with your feelings, make you depend on them for things, and then when they get bored of you, throw you back to where you came from with only a heavier heart.

We stopped at some kind of mansion. It was a very big house. There was a quaint gravel path leading up to a porch, a side entrance to the right of the house, and a huge roof that looked like it took forever to perfect. I can't believe I'll be staying here- Wait... No, I'll probably be staying with the dogs if they're nice enough. I sigh, wanting to at least be able to mooch off them for as long as I can. On the streets you never pass up a prime chance like this to get a taste of normalcy.

"Well! Here we are, Technoblade. Would you mind showing them their rooms? I'll go and tell Wil about them." Philza tells us, starting to go inside.

Technoblade sighs, "Whatever, c'mere brats. Let's get you settled." Technoblade then shows us to our rooms. I briefly see a modest living room and a hallway leading off to what I assume is the kitchen and dining room. I continue to follow Technoblade up the stairs that divided the living room and hallway. I see two doors across from each other.

"Tubbo and I aren't in the same room?" I say slowly.

"No." Technoblade states harshly.

"Why?" Tubbo whimpers.

"Why do you need to share a bedroom?" Technoblade retorted.

"Fine..." I comply, not wanting to anger him any more.

After Technoblade had left, I whispered to Tubbo, "Don't worry, I'll sneak over when I can." Trying to calm both our nerves.

"O-ok." Tubbo whispered back.

I enter my new bedroom and see a bed with red sheets in the middle, sitting adjacent to the right wall. A grey carpet in front, and bookshelves lining the head board. Yep, it was a guest room. I mean duh, they weren't expecting to adopt two kids on their trip. I see a closet to my left and open it. Nothing. I mean, obviously! I keep forgetting that they couldn't have prepared a thing for us. The sun was quickly setting and I hadn't had anything to eat since this morning. I hadn't known how tired my body would become from traveling. Speaking of, my eyes were beginning to grow hazy and the lids were shutting. It grew more difficult to keep them open by the second. Slowly- ever-so-slowly-I stepped over to the bed and plopped down on its comfy covers. While Letting my dreams take me away to a better place.

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I was walking up the staircase, calling to the two kids for dinner. However, Tommy wasn't responding. I got worried. I went to his room, knocked, and opened the door. I saw him sleeping peacefully on his new bed. I chuckled at the sweet sight. I closed the door and went back to setting the table.