Welcome to the panic room

Yellow. All he could see was the yellow walls that were closing in around him. He used to love the warm sunny colour as it was dotted around the flower fields where he and Tommy would spend their summer afternoons away from the war. And now he felt like a sardine, squished into the cage. Even the roof seemed to be pushing down, compressing his body into a tiny ball. Tubbo was going to die. And he didn't know if he was ready yet.

The plan had been so simple yet it had all turned to shit. Wilbur swore to himself as he searched crazily for the button. He never found it. The maniac ran back to Tommy. Sobbing on the rooftop of a building near the stage Wilburs younger brother called out for his friend. Techno had just been called up. He was standing there, not far away from their spy holding his crossbow pointed straight at Tubbos small, heaving chest. The malice in his eyes, not much different from the beast standing beside the boy. Wilbur promised Tubbo he would be fine. Techno was their friend. But Wilbur didn't know if he could keep that promise. Wilbur worried that the voices might win.

Techno didn't really care. All he cared about was his brothers. After years on hypixel he had learnt that not everybody can be saved and he would never forget that. Obviously, he didn't WANT to kill the boy. And the voices didn't want him to either. NOT THE CHILD.NOT TOOB! TECHNO PROTECC. BIG BRO TECNO. SAVE THE CHILD. The only thing keeping him on that stage threatening his little brother was the monsters around him. Techno had not been on the server long but he knew who his enemies were. His eyes hardened as he prepared to commit the heinous act. But then something softened. "Schlatt, the boy is having a panic attack, if you don't get him out of there I will." Schlatt looked scornful at first but then he peered into the box and saw what techno was looking at. The young boy was in a ball on the floor of the box choking on his own breath. Blood was running down the side of his mouth from biting his tongue. His eyes were jumpy and unfocused and Techno knew he wasn't listening to the conversation. Techno thought back to when he was younger and the voices were too much. Phil had always been there to help. Techno wasn't going to let this boy suffer alone. Not like he had in the nether.

As Schlatt and Quackity stood back an ender pearl flew through the air landing in the box. Tommy immediately rushed over to the terrified child and got him to hold his hands. "Hey, buddy it's ok just breathe with me. Just imagine we are sitting on the bench and I'm playing mellohi." Tubbo tried to remember. He tried. So. Hard. But the memory was long gone. Tommy's eyes flashed to Quackity "Mine the box. Now." Tommy demanded, teeth grinding.

Quackity didn't hesitate. Tubbo had helped him multiple times and this was his turn to return the favour. He mined the blocks, chipping away at the cold hard concrete. Tubbo, the poor boy, had passed out from the stress at this point and Tommy carried out his body. Looking around for his psychotic brother Tommy fell short. Signalling to Techno he pearled away to pogtopia.
Tubbo lay asleep in Tommy's arms, twitching every so often. Tommy wondered where they would go from here.