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"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer. Take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall,"
The former prisoner sang out of nowhere.
"98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer. Take one down, pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall,"
Their father figure continued.
"97 bottles of beer on the wall, 97 bottles of beer. Take one down, pass it around, 96 bottles of beer on the wall,"
The pig now sang before (Y/N) continued with 96 bottles.
"This is weird," (Y/N) thought whilst they and their, more or less, friends walked through the Nether, singing a song about beer, "He let me go, yes, but Techno didn't do anything to help me... Why am I still questioning them? It has no use anyway."
They didn't think that it was right of Sam to let them out, no matter how 'responsible' Phil and Techno were or how much they paid him. (Y/N) knew that they had done terrible things in their past and they were happy when the people finally found out.
Well, in the beginning, they didn't see how right it was that they got locked up, but after some time, they did.
They were still mad that the people that were their so-called family just left them behind, but they understood it... No, they actually didn't, but they tried to.
They were a better person now. Mostly because they didn't have the chance to go on with their 'villainous' ways, but also because they had a lot of time to think while they were locked up.
What they did was terrible, unforgivable even, but they didn't regret it - Not anymore, at least. - It had formed their character, and their deeds had helped them and others tremendously in the past.
(...)
"One more bottle of beer on the wall."
"One last bottle of beer."
"We'll take it down, pass it around."
"No more bottles of beer on the wall," the trio sang the last line as they arrived at Techno's and Phil's place of residence. "Well, well, well, don't you have it pretty," (Y/N) said as they looked at the houses and leaned against the small bridge that connected the two houses.
"Do you want to look around the area for a while?" Philza asked, "Or do you want to get cozy inside? I'm almost a hundred percent sure that I still have some soup here, and your bed is already set up!"
"I think I'm good on food, Phil-," (Y/N) got cut off by a person in Netherite armor that just had teleported behind them thanks to an ender pearl.
"I found it! I got another one!" He laughed and held a totem of undying in the air, "You owe me those emeralds now, Techno!" Still laughing, the taller one now put away the totem and turned around to properly face the trio.
Suddenly, his smile vanished when he came face to face with the prisoner. They looked up at his face, then down at his toes, and then at Philza and Techno.
"We did not think this through, did we Techno?" Phil asked as the way taller one became even paler than the left side of his face already was.
"Clearly we did, but... We forgot something," The blade answered. "Since they apparently don't know how to. I will now introduce myself," (Y/N) decided and stood up straight, "Hello... Uh... Tall person, who is apparently living here, judging by the house over there.
I'm (Y/N), and those two just got me out of prison. Nice to meet you!" "Wha... What?" He barely got out a word.
"Yeah, that sounds crazy when I say it but trust me, the prisonbreak was the most boring one I've ever seen... Are you okay?" They now got a little bit worried for the taller one, "What the hell do people say about me that makes someone this speechless?"
They now looked at their friends again in slight disbelief of the fear in the taller one's eyes. "A lot... Uh, Ranboo, don't worry, we've... Made sure they won't do anything," Phil said.
"What- What do you mean you've 'made sure they won't do anything'? Phil, they are a criminal!" He tried to reason with the older one.
"We know that. But they are also family, Ranboo. We would do the same thing for you," Philza explained.
"Oh, so you'd leave him wounded in a pit, crying out in agony and almost dying, before letting him get locked up and drugged for who knows how long, before 'rescuing' him like the heroes you are? How heartwarming to hear," the former inmate said sarcastically, once again not being able to hold their tongue.
"(Y/N)-" Techno started with a sigh. "No, no, don't worry, I'm already over it!" they joked, "mostly... Anyway, I will now go ahead and sleep. If you would excuse me."
They tipped their non-existent hat and just went into one of the two connected houses, with the plan of falling into the first bed they would see. It was apparently Phil's house that they had gone into, which they assumed because of the picture of Wilbur at the end of the room.
(Y/N) had to smile at that. They hadn't expected to his face again in this life. They now climbed up the ladders and let themself fall into the bed, that had covers and pillows in their favorite color resting on it.
The mattress was soft, and they fell asleep almost instantly due to the strange comfort. While (Y/N) was sound asleep Ranboo, Phil, and Techno were standing outside the house, conversing about the situation.
The half-enderman had never met (Y/N) before, due to arriving on the SMP shortly after their imprisonment but had heard lots of terrible things about them.
The others had told him about (Y/N), who was also given the nickname 'Pandora' by Technoblade, who reasoned this by re-telling the prophecy he had made back in Pogtopia times. It was about (Y/N) blowing up an undisclosed building and fleeing with an undisclosed individual.
Techno himself had said that nobody could ever let this happen, even though the second person was presumably Dream - an ally of Techno. This also gave Ranboo more questions.
If Technoblade had said something like this himself, why would he willingly get them out of prison?
And why in the world was Phil so okay with this? He was usually the one that would do all the right things... Well, he helped Techno and Dream destroy L'Manburg, but they had good reasons for doing that. So,
"Why?" The two looked at Ranboo confused. "Why?" he asked again, "Why did you get them out?"
Phil readjusted the hat on his head before clearing his throat. "As I said," he explained with a quieter voice, "They are family. And family sticks together." Ranboo looked at him with furrowed brows.
What kind of nonsense was Phil talking about?
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