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/ Techno‘s POV \
hm...Yeah, I don’t want government. I wish for it to just burn with orphans. Too bad L'manburg wants a government. It's a place run by children...they're gonna burn as fast as they made the decision. I'm sharpening my Axe when Dream stopped by. "Hello." He says calmly stopping in front of me with his smiling mask. “I’m busy”, I continue to sharpen my axe. "I'll be quick, don't worry. I was hoping you would help me kill Tommy and his friends for L'manburg independence." He talks in such a tone that makes you feel like he might betray you but you can never tell because of his mask. "What makes you think I would help you?", I hold my axe closer, ready to attack. "I know you will help me because we have the same goal. Taking down their government." He says, taking a step forward moving his hands to his words. He looks mad but you can never tell when this man will break. “... I’ll get back to you on that.”, I got up and watched as he walked away. It was kinda stressful to be honest. 'What is his real goal?' I decided to stop thinking about it and go to bed for the day.÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷
/ Schlatt‘s POV \
“So, Wilbur. How’s the nation coming along?”, I pull a bottle out. “Stressed”, he’s gotten paler. "Take care of yourself otherwise you won't be alive to see the war.", I offer him a bootle. “Come on, I’ll take care of you for a bit”, he takes it. I take him to the kitchen and give him cooked beef. He eats it a bit. Aww, he’s adorable… I take a swig. I watch Wilbur as he eats. He seems distracted. 'I wish I can do something to help him.' I start taking off my jacket and suddenly, he’s looking at me. "Is something the matter?" I ask him. “No”, he looks away. I take off my tie and hang it up. “I’ll be right back”, I wave to him as I go to change. When I was done changing I saw him waiting for me where he was. “Wilbur, why don’t you come and lay with me?”, I smile at him. He got up and walked to me. Wow, he’s actually willing to? I let him into my room. He lays on the bed and I notice the bags under his eyes. I lay down with him and he fell asleep quickly. He must've been exhausted and overworking himself. “Don’t worry Wilbur. I’ll keep you warm”, I tuck him in and kiss his forehead. He smiles in his sleep and holds my arm. Welp, there go my plans of sleeping on the couch. I lay next to him and he cuddles me.÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷
-after the war-
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/ Tommy‘s POV \
We did it! Freedom!! I hug Tubbo. “We frickin’ did it!”, I yell. We all hugged and celebrated. In the middle of our celebration, I noticed Schlatt holding Wilbur. I glared at him, but I trust Wilbur. After all, he's like my older brother. Oh well.÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷=÷
-later-
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Time to clean up… I start taking down the scaffolding. Tubbo helps me clean up everything along with Phil. Fundy wanders up to me. “Oh, hey bud.”, I picked him up. He yawns and I take him to bed. I’m technically his uncle, but he’s already my height. I lay him down. "Night buddy." I give him a smile. I walk out of the room and head to mine and Tubbo's room. I layed in bed thinking about today's events but I have this feeling that something will happen soon. I went to bed having an empty dream.
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DSMP Aesthetic
FanfictionThis is 18+ and very gay. The ships are...for you to figure out and this story is shit. This will have sad chapters and mention of abuse and suicide. (Mostly George and Curt. Curts an oc that my beloved added)