(Cover made by SAD-ist) - Some MCYT and DSMP related one shots as well as some random made up stories of ocs I come up with. All fiction / au. Some stories may be by me and others, and I will give credit if I do work with someone on a oneshot. If yo...
Today was pretty good. I got to run around the SMP with Tubbo, stealing from people and leaving signs that read, "now tommyinnit stuff thank for donation."
A few people DMed me, wanting their stuff back, but I just didn't respond. Well, except when Dream threatened me and made me give George his shit back. Hey, he said he'd ban me!
I was just walking back from George's house, when I bumped into someone. I looked to see who, only to see the glint of a diamond sword, and feel the blade slice across my face once, causing me to stumble backwards, and another slice from the opposite direction. I fell to the ground, and blacked out. ____________________________________________
I woke up somewhere, some sort of covering on my face, obscuring my vision. I reached up to remove it, but when I touch my face I felt the burning sensation and immediately withdrew my hands.
"H-hello? I-is anybody there?" I yelled, feeling the soft material beneath me.
"Hey mate," I heard the tired voice of Philza say from somewhere to my left.
"Phil? C-can you take this off? I-it hurts w-when I touch it..."
"Sure mate, just hold still-" he said, as I heard him walk over and begin removing what I assumed were bandages.
I flinched as he accidentally pulled the bandage tight while untying it, "ow..."
"Sorry mate, I've almost got it," he said, removing the bandage.
I tried opening my eyes, but flinched and kept them shut. It hurt to open them, so I just kept them closed.
"Uhm, Phil?" I asked.
"Yeah mate?"
"Well... Who attacked me?" I whispered, afraid to know the answer.
Phil sighed, then said, "Well, it was Techno... He didn't expect you and it was just his reflex."
"Oh..."
"Tommy, he didn't mean it, really mate. He hasn't spoken since he brought you here," he said, sadness in his voice.
"Phil... When- when did he bring me here?" I asked.
He sighed, then said, "2 weeks and 3 days ago..." he said.
"T-two weeks?"
"Mate, I'm sorry." he said, and I felt a hand on my shoulder.
The tears burned as they streamed down my face, eyes still closed. I reached for the hand on my shoulder, presumably Phil's, and grabbed onto it. He pulled me up off of what I was sitting on, and embraced me.
"W-where's Techno? I-I wanna t-talk to h-him... p-please," I said.
"Okay mate, I'll lead you to his room," Phil said, releasing me and grabbing my hand, leading me somewhere, probably Techno's room.
We walked straight , then turned left and walked for about 10 seconds, probably down a hallway. We then stopped, and I heard Phil knock on what sounded like a door. He let go of my hand, and I stood still, not wanting to run into anything.
I heard a click, and then the creak of a door opening to my right. I turned slighty, facing the direction of the sound.
"I- Tommy, I- I-I'm sorry," I heard the monotone voice of Techno say.
He's never sounded like this before. He's never sounded... Sad.
I reached out my hand in the direction of the sound, and it was hesitantly taken by whom I assumed was Techno. He led me in and sat my down in what I assumed was a wooden chair.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, and it felt like someone was in front of me. I then felt a slight touch at where the cut was, and grabbed the person who had touched it, and jerked the hand away.
"P-please don't touch it..." I whispered, the burn of the wound nearly unbearable.
"Sorry Tommy," I heard him say, "I'm so sorry..." _______________________________
One week later _______________________________
"Are you sure about this mate?" Phil asked, a slight nervousness in his voice.
"Yeah, it's about time," I said, preparing myself for the pain I knew was about to come from this.
"Okay, just hold still-" he said, and I felt the burn of the potion taking affect as he applied the towel to my face.
"Just wait a minute mate, just wait," he said. I knew it would take a minute before he could remove the cloth, allowing the potion to fully work, but it burned horribly during the waiting period.
I grunted in anguish, trying to keep myself from ripping the cloth from my face.
After a minute of the potion taking affect...
"H-how is it?" I asked, now free of the burning wound.
"Great mate," said Phil, "you ready to try opening your eyes now?"
"Yeah, let's go!" I said, pumping my fists in the air.
"Okay, just nice and easy," Phil said.
I started opening my eyes, slowly, until they were open all the way.
"Phil, why is it still dark? I can't really see anything..." I said.
"Oh, it might just take a minute to readjust mate. You haven't opened your eyes for weeks, and plus, maybe the potion just had temporary side effects," he said, and I felt his hand on my shoulder, "maybe try getting some rest."
BTW I MADE A SKETCH OF WHAT IT WOULD LOOK LIKE AFTER THE POTION TOOK EFFECT-
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