Hardcore Life (Ph1LzA fanfic)

Over The Wall (SMP)

Amelia

The few days I spent with Technoblade were peaceful. We had spent a majority of the first day trading with his villagers. I was hesitant to leave his small safe haven, but we both knew that I needed to get back to Phil in L'Manberg. I gave Technoblade a hug before very quickly flying away from his home. Navigating the snowy area was far easier now that I was heading home.

"Amelia!" Phil's call of my name made my smile as L'Manberg came into view.

Colliding with Phil sent a wave of warmth over me, and he chuckled as he embraced me. He brushed the snow off of my shoulders and messed with my hair.

"Did everything go well?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yep. Everything's fine, and I've brought some things back."

He took my hand and led me into our small house. I showed him everything Technoblade had given me, and he tilted his head as I held a book out to him.

"He wrote in the book all of the things he wanted to tell you." I explained. "I sat with him for a few hours while he did it."

He hesitated before he took the book, and he sat on one of the few chairs in the house. My wings vanished as the door opened, and I raised an eyebrow as Tommy stormed into the house. He seemed angry, and was probably going to yell at Phil about something, but he paused when he saw me.

"Mum?" He muttered, almost like he was looking at a ghost.

"What do you want, Tommy?" Phil flicked the book open, his eyes on the neatly written words instead of Tommy.

"I....Uh...."

My tail flicked slightly, my raccoon ears laying back against my head. "If you don't want me here while you talk to Phil, I can leave."

"N-No!" Tommy was quick to answer. "I-I was hoping to talk to you."

"Oh." I tilted my head. "We should head somewhere else. Phil has some things to do."

"I'll find you when I'm done." Phil muttered, keeping his eyes on the book.

I rolled my eyes as I laughed, and I kissed him on the forehead before following Tommy out of the house.

~

The sight of the obsidian wall wasn't surprising to me. I stood in a loose circle with Tubbo, Tommy, Fundy, and Quackity. My wings fidgeted as I fought the urge to fly over the wall.

"We need to talk to Dream about this." Quackity said. "He can't just trap our people and keep us out!"

"We wouldn't be in this situation if Tommy would just learn to behave." I crossed my arms over my chest.

Tommy turned to face me in less than a second. "How is this my fault?"

"Who else could've pissed Dream off enough for him to build an almost indestructible wall?"

"Why do you always think I'm the one to blame for everything that goes wrong?"

"Because you're my son, Tommy, and I know exactly what kind of things you'd do to get everyone you know put in danger!"

Gasps filled the air after the sound of Tommy slapping me hard on the face echoed. Rage filled me before Tommy could even start trying to stutter an apology, and I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, gathering the thin material in both hands.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I growled. "I swear by my last breath that you will forever regret the day you decided it would be a good fucking idea to slap your own mother, Tommy!"

I gave my wings a hard flap, lifting him up off of the ground. He flailed as he lost his footing, his nails digging into my wrists as he tried to loosen my grip.

"I'm not like Phil, Tommy. I won't be the forgiving parent. If you ever dare put your hands on me again, I'll be the one taking your last canon life, and I wont think twice about it." I could feel the blood pooling underneath his nails. "If I were you, I'd stop underestimating what others would do to you. Fix this fucking mess you've gotten everyone into yourself. I'm not bailing you out of yet another mistake."

"Y-You wouldn't kill your own child!" Tommy stammered.

"Phil killed Wilbur. What makes you think I won't do it to you?"

His eyes widened in pure fear, and I let go of him. He flailed and screamed as he plummeted to the ground, landing roughly and looking up at me.

"I'm going to talk to Dream about possibly setting up a deal for me to get things the people trapped inside need." I said. "You four are going to talk to him about possibly getting rid of the wall."

~

"Phil!"

"Amelia? Amelia!"

I tripped as I landed on the wooden path within the walls, and I listened to the sounds of everyone rushing toward me. I held my hands up to try and reassure them that I was fine, and I knew the second that Phil saw the dried blood on my wrists that I was going to be yelled at.

"I'm sure everyone is wondering what's going on." I gave a soft smile. "Short explanation is that Dream is fed up with Tommy, so they have this deal going on. I'm here to act as your way to still get things outside of the wall since I'm allowed to fly in and out."

"How long will the walls be up?" Ranboo, the half enderman boy, asked.

"I don't really know. I just know that they've made a deal about it." I replied. "All of you go and make lists of things you need so I can get back out there to collect it all."

They all hurried back to their houses, and I looked at Phil as he lightly grabbed my arm, letting my sleeve fall to show the dried blood.

"What happened now?" He asked.

"Tommy and I had a little bit of a....misunderstanding." I gave him a small smile.

"That doesn't explain why you have blood on your wrists, Amelia."

"Tommy slapped me, so I picked him up. His nails may have cut my wrists."

His sigh sounded angered. "Can you ever go one day without getting hurt?"

"I think that's about as impossible as Tommy going a day without causing trouble."

I noticed him stop himself from chuckling. "On another note, you're acting as an errand dog?"

"Errand bird." I corrected, pointing to my wings. "I'm the only one who's able to physically get in and out without building, so Dream is letting me get food and supplies for everyone."