Sleepy Bois Inc. Angst Oneshots

The Nether Part 2

TW: mentions of vomiting, dizziness, minor violence, running away, feeling out of place, and not very good English, skittishness
AN: Hello! It's been quite a while, my friends!
This was requested by Darling_Sakura a while back, so I hope you enjoy!
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Phil stepped through the purple particles as soon as his boys had gone through.

On the other side, he stepped into the frigid arctic, rustling his black feathers and sighing in relief as the Nether heat that had agitated him melted away.

Wilbur was sitting on the ground, dizzy from the portal trip back. He'd only been to the Nether a handful of times, and each time, crossing the portal had less of an effect on him. Soon, he'd be able to travel between the worlds with ease. He sat, taking deep, steadying breaths as Phil had taught him to. His small, black wings fluttered against the breeze.

Techno, on the other hand, was on his knees. Phil rushed to hold his long hair out of his face as the boy threw up. Techno whimpered and shivered against the cold.

Digging through his satchel, Phil produced a healing potion and a cloak. He handed the potion to the piglin, who drank it hesitantly. He wrapped him up in the warm, red cotton of the cloak and picked him up bridal style.

Techno stiffened in his arms; he wasn't used to people touching him without the intent of hurting him. He knew Phil wouldn't hurt him. He wouldn't have bothered giving him a healing potion if he was.

As they walked, Wilbur went on and on about their other brother, Tommy, and how excited he'd be to meet Techno.

"You'll like him," Wilbur promised, holding onto one of Techno's hands. "He has wings like me and Dad. He's annoying sometimes, especially when he takes my guitar and tries to play it. He broke it one time, but I forgave him because Dad made him do all my chores for a month. He didn't like that..."

Wilbur kept talking, and Techno only half-listened. He was tired, hungry, and cold, despite the cloak wrapped around him. Wilbur didn't seem to mind when his eyes drifted closed and his hand went limp in the boy's grip.
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When Techno woke up, he was confused about where he was and who was carrying him. He shifted, unsure of whether or not to try escape, and the arms holding him tightened around him.

It wasn't in a malicious way; it was more of a comfort. To Techno, the feeling was rare but welcome.

He finally remembered Philza saving him from the older three piglins that had been roughing him up. He blinked up at Philza, who smiled down at him softly.

He looked over to Wilbur, who was still holding his hand and somehow still talking, now going on and on about all of the creatures that inhabited the Overworld and that of them, salmon were his favorite.

Techno liked Wilbur. Sure, he talked a lot and didn't care who was listening, but he also had been the one to find Techno in the first place. It was thanks to him that Techno was in the Overworld, that he was even alive right now.

The Overworld was very different from the Nether; it was obvious in everything Techno saw, even the sky. Where a reddish fog usually hung in the air, there was a bright and welcoming blue. The harshest difference was there was no roof to the Overworld, just blue for miles and miles.

The ground was barren and entirely white where they were, but Wilbur had told Techno about the expanses of green grass, expansive forests, and vast oceans that were also spotted through the Overworld.

Techno couldn't help but feel excited about the chance of seeing them.

His breaths puffed into the cold air; it was nothing like the almost unbearable heat of the Nether. He shivered in Phil's arms, and Phil readjusted him, pulling his cloak tighter around him.