We get back the discs... Or we die trying || Dream SMP x Reader

💻Chapter Three💻

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"Huh." He paused. "Come on, I need to get you to the three boys before they rip my head off." Techno adjusted his mask. "Let's go."w

"Alright." I snuggled further into my coat.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

From a distance, I heard my name. "(Y/N)!" Before seeing Tommy practically run full speed at me. "Oh hey Techno-" He also waved to Techno.

Ranboo tapped the blond's shoulder as Techno made a face of confusion, "You're not allies with him."

"Shit- It's been a while..."

Tubbo came up by the two taller's side. "Techno."

"Ghosty said you wanted to apologize..." Techno shifted.

"Oh- yeah..." Tubbo shifted on his feet, averting his eyes.

Techno let his face stay blank, "I guess apology accepted."

I turned to Techno for any other words, but that was it.

Pft- what happened to "That's not fair, I should be the one to say sorry"? I rolled my eyes at the thought of it. Gaining my memories of Pogtopia Techno is giving me a better read than just the Techno who hid in the cabins.

Techno paused, staring at Tubbo for a moment, gears turning in his head. "You're a nice kid, you really are. And I understand that being president was a stress factor, and you were literally 16... so I mean, destroying that country wasn't your fault, and I guess it can be a release for you from your position as president." Techno laughed softly, showing a bit of emotion (finally). "It's no fault of yours," He looked to Tommy and Ranboo, "Or any of yours that L'Manburg blew up, you guys are just kids."

"That is incredibly out of character." Tommy pointed out.

I just wanted to write fluff, okay?~

Techno, Tommy and I immediately groaned.

"Well, that's a good thing, I guess, you're not trying to kill us all the time anymore." Tommy laughed softly.

"Kill?!" Techno scoffed, "Why would I? Like I said, you guys are kids."

"And the gods are the gods." I deadpanned. "They can make you do literally anything."

Ranboo raised a brow. "What god?"

Tubbo looked between the three of us. "I've never really seen a god around here."

"Have you seen anyone that you've never really seen appear out of nowhere or just- hear voices?"

Tubbo paused.

Tubbo's P.O.V.

I paused to think,

Exile Tommy.

"What- what do you mean?!" I countered.

"Your eyes... they're purple, Tubbo." (Y/N) muttered in horror.

"What do you mean- like- why does that matter right now?"

"Just- nevermind. Continue." Tommy seemed pained.

Exile him. Now.

"Fine then! Like I was saying, the only thing that's worse to my country, thant Dream, is you, Tommy."

Good. keep going.

"So I, Tubbo Underscore, hereby exile you from L'Manburg!"

Well, my job here is done.