Good Things Never Last

Chapter 61

"Freedom"

"And if I don't take up the offer and I leave the war down to you guys?"
"Your sweet little L'Manburg goes boom"
Those were apparently the words I needed to hear to sober up, because the next thing I knew, I was standing inches from Wilbur's face, glaring up at him.

"You wouldn't dare"
"Oh but I would"
I watched as his grin slowly turned into a malicious smirk as his eyes locked with mine. He looked like a deranged serial killer with the huge purple bags under his eyes making his face look paler than it actually was.

"As you said, Y/N, L'Manburg is long gone, gone beyond repair, so what harm would a little TNT do?"
"It would tear everything and everyone you know and love apart Wilbur"
"They were torn as soon as Dream took you away from them. You didn't have to deal with everyone grieving like you were dead! You weren't there!"

"But I'm here now Will..."
"That doesn't matter anymore. Y/N, we're here now and I'm giving you two options. One, you get your sorry little act together and help us get back what's rightfully ours, or two, you don't cooperate and your precious little nation gets destroyed, your little brother's heart shattering in the process"
I paused, contemplating every reasonable response to Wilbur's demands.

"And you wouldn't want Tommy to find out you've been sneaking around with the one man he hates the most now, would you?"
I froze, my glare hardening as I fell short of a response.

"Come on, it doesn't take a genius to work out that's where you've been sneaking off too, I'm not an idiot Y/N"
I was lost for words, somehow feeling in the wrong, somehow feeling bad about mending broken bonds. It was my life, and I had the freedom to do anything I pleased, so why did it seem so wrong? Why did his words leave me speechless as if it were a crime?

"I have one condition"
The taller boy simply nodded to indicate that I could continue.
"No one will ever hear about this conversation, especially Tommy. It's between you and me, no one else. You got that?"
The brunette smirked as he realised I was gonna comply without throwing a fit. Well the only reason I didn't was that if I did, I would end up killing the bastard, quite frankly.

"Sounds good to me"
"You have yourself a deal Wilby"
I stuck out my hand for him to shake, which he quickly excepted, prompting me to strengthen my hold and bring him closer to me.

"And if you ever think about going behind my back, plotting little schemes to help please the voices in your head..."
I moved my head so that my lips almost touched his cheek before making their way up to his ear, causing him to quickly lose his cool.
"Your head will end up on a stick"
I almost burst out laughing at how well I still managed to keep control of the situation, and with that, I let go, content that I could still turn the brunette as bright as a tomato, and went to bed.

I was awakened by the sound of my door slamming into the stone wall and a panting Tommy standing in the threshold.

"Get up bitch, Dream's here and he said something big is about to happen"
With that, he turned and sprinted off to supposedly meet Dream while I stumbled out of my warm bed, landing flat on my face as I tumbled to the floor. It took me two minutes to build up the willpower to move because the floor was cold and soothing for my headache from my hangover.

Once I did get up, however, I regretted it immediately, and I almost collapsed back onto the ground right as I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I swivelled around on my feet, still half asleep, and was greeted by a tall man. His hair hung loose down to his waist, somehow looking soft and silky even though he was known for never looking after it. He wore a simple blouse paired with black slacks. There wasn't a single piece of netherite armour in sight, which was surprising. He was fidgeting with a glass of fresh water in his palms, avoiding eye contact like I was Medusa.

"Hey nerd"
Technoblade was never one to start conversations with anyone, especially at some point in the morning.
"I brought you this because I thought you might need it"
As he twiddled his thumbs, he quickly passed me the glass, his gaze still fixed on his fingers.

"I know we're not on the best terms right now after the whole festival thing, but I need your help with something"
I almost giggled at his awkwardness but kept my cool to still seem professional.
"This conversation sounds really familiar. You're not going to threaten to blow up a nation if I don't cooperate, are you?"
"Wilbur did that?"
"Of course Wilbur did that"
We both sniggered in unison before our eyes finally met, my own pair connecting with sorrowful scarlet ones before they immediately darted away.

"I'm sorry..."
"I get it, it's fine"
I watched as Techno visibly relaxed as he went over my words again and again in his head.
"Why?"
I snorted as I stepped towards him, shaking my head as I did so.

"Well you couldn't exactly take out a government unprepared, could you? I mean, yes you're the blood god, but a couple of gapples and a little backup might've helped"
"Pffftt, Technoblade never dies Y/N I could've taken them all!"
"And you were about to but you were strong enough to resist the voices. I'm proud of you Tec"
His mouth practically fell to the floor at my words, which made me giggle once again.

"What why how?"
"We all know you could've taken down every single person in that crowd, yet you resisted. You resisted the thousands of chants telling you to do just that. Telling you to choose blood, but you stopped yourself from doing so, and I'm proud of you for that"
I smiled at him before wrapping my arms around his waist, feeling his body stiffen up against mine as he held me back hesitantly.

I took a step back and smiled up at him as I did so.
"So what do you need my help with?"
As the more confident Techno returned, his smile gradually grew into a grin.
"Well we have a revolation to win, don't we? So I'm planning on gathering some extra stuff for you all and I was wondering if you wanted to join?"
My smile grew even wider at his words. The thought of having Techno by my side, along with the rest of the team dressed in glowing netherite, filled me with hope.

"You didn't even have to ask Techno. Of course I'll help, it'll be fun!"
He only chuckled before turning and heading towards his now-famous potato farm.
"Aren't you coming to see Dream?"
He just snorted, not even turning back to face me.
"I don't associate with homeless people"

We're in the endgame now.

Or are we?