A Place To Call Home // MCYT x OC

Chapter 43: Fireworks

A loud bang echoed through L'Manburg. Nessa dropped her crossbow and fell to the ground, covering her ears. This is all just a dream, she told herself. This is all just a really bad dream. All you have to do is wake up, and everything will be fine. But when she opened her eyes she saw that this was in fact reality. Techno was there, holding an empty crossbow. Schlatt stood next to him, grinning evilly, fire was everywhere, and Tubbo was dead. Nessa turned to Wilbur. "Will, we can't detonate the TNT now! Enough has already gone wrong." Wilbur sighed and nodded. "I guess you're right. You can go down there." Picking up her crossbow without hesitation, Nessa leaped down into the crowd and sprinted towards the stage. Pushing people aside, she jumped up on the stage and glared at the president and her older brother. "How could you?" she cried, aiming her crossbow at Schlatt. Tears were streaming down her face, and she was full-on cat. "Tubbo's just a kid, like me and Tommy! And you executed him, just because he was helping his family!" She turned to techno. "And you! You said you were our ally! Were you ever on our side? Or were you always working for them?" Techno just stared at her for a second. "I was peer pressured." he said in his usual monotone voice. Crazy with rage and grief, Nessa unsheathed her sword and spring. She slashed at Techno a few times before turning to Schlatt. Eyes wild, she rose her sword. "This is for my brother!" she shouted. She swung the sword, and she dealt a direct hit to Schlatt's upper body. (NOTE: Okay, usually I wouldn't mess with the plot this much, but since it's debated if Quackity killing Schlatt was canon, I decided to use that to my advantage.) As blood spilled out of the wound, Nessa stepped back, breathing heavily. She turned and fired her crossbow at Techno before retreating into the crowd. She scrambled back up to the rooftop where Tommy and Wilbur were waiting. "We should be getting the fuck out of here." said Tommy, sounding panicked. Wilbur nodded and led them off the building and back to Pogtopia. Once they were back home, Nessa broke down crying. She had just watched her brother be publicly executed, and she hadn't been able to stop it. Worst of all, it was Techno who had killed Tubbo. Of all people, why did it have to be Techno? After a good long mental breakdown, Nessa took a deep breath. She decided that making a few herb things might calm her nerves. Plus, she had a hunch that they might end up gaining a few injured people on their side after that  incident. After walking to her apothecary and sitting down, she started to make various remedies. "Okay. Aloe gel for burns, comfrey ointment for large wounds, yarrow poultice to help wounds heal..." She got so busy making all sorts of creams, poultices, and ointments for the different kinds of wounds she might have to treat that she almost didn't hear the footsteps approaching the room. She spun around to see who it was, and she gasped when she saw. There, standing in the doorway to her herbary, was Tommy, helping an injured Tubbo walk. Nessa dropped her handful of plants and ran over to help her brothers. "His wounds were so bad from the explosion that they didn't completely heal when he respawned." Tommy explained. "Can you help?" Nessa nodded determinedly and led Tubbo over to the bed she had in the corner of the room. Running over to the table she had set up in the back, she grabbed an assortment of things and ran back to Tubbo. She used witch hazel to clean his wounds before putting aloe gel on the burns and wrapping them up in bandages. "Feel a bit better now?" she asked her brother, who nodded. Then, turning to Tommy, she grabbed one of the many cups she had on her table of stuff. "Here, drink this." she said, holding out the cup. Tommy just looked at him suspiciously. "What is it?" he asked. "Linden tea." Nessa calmly responded. "It helps with negative things lice panic, stress, and anxiety. I already had some, or I'd be loosin' my shit right now." Tommy laughed a little and drank the tea before Nessa shooed him out of the room. "Tubbo just literally got killed, and he needs rest. If any other injured people come, you know where to go." Tommy nodded and walked out of the room, leaving Nessa to treat her injured brother.

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