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Listen, I didn't know how to title this, okay!?

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It was a cold day, that day. There was a blizzard outside, so the two were stuck in the cabin. The blond teen had moved to the main room, due to it being warmer than his cave of a bedroom.

The pink-haired warrior was cooking rabbit stew for the two of them, while the blond teen just watched, basking in the warmth.

"Hey, uh, Techno..." the teen spoke, "...since you're immortal, have you ever had a girlfriend or wife or something...?"

The pink-haired warrior turned to the teen, an amused smile on his lips. "Who said I'm immortal?"

The teen flushed, embarrassed. "W-well, since you and Phil have known each other forever, I just thought—"

The warrior laughed. "You're not wrong, I'm just surprised you knew, since I sure as hell didn't tell you."

"N-nobody told me, I just used my amazing detective skills!" The blond boasted.

The warrior rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his lips. "To answer your question, no, I didn't really have any relationships. I've had a few partners when I was young—before I became immortal—but I never married. I mean, hell, I haven't even had a partner or fling in...over a thousand years, I think."

"Holy—" the teen said, exasperated. "I don't think I could ever manage not having a wife for thousands of years!"

The warrior shrugged. "Never really interested me. I always preferred solitude over...love...besides, I'd always outlive them, anyway. I saw the effects of it firsthand with Phil and..."

He didn't finish his sentence. He remembered who and what Phil's lover was, but Wilbur didn't, and he'd rather keep it that way. Even if it's Ghostbur, Ghostbur is still Wilbur, just with the same amount of whimsy and innocence he had as a child. And he knew that if he told Tommy, he'd no doubt tell Wilbur.

The teen suddenly grew somber. "You push others away to avoid getting hurt."

The warrior looked away, but didn't disprove the claim.

The teen frowned. "I'm like that too, I think. I mean, everyone says I'm overly clingy—which I'm not—but...something inside of me is preventing me from running to Tubbo and give him a giant hug the moment I see him."

"That's different, though." The warrior said. "He exiled you. He made the choice to exile you, even after the plan was made to do the opposite."

"He was scared—"

"So!?" The warrior snapped, causing the teen to flinch. "Friends don't betray each other like that! Brothers don't betray each other like that! Don't you see!?"

All of a sudden, the scene changed. Suddenly, he was standing in front of the teen and his friend, rain pouring around them, TNT exploding around them. He heard the carnage around them, but he never stopped looking at the boys.

They were fighting, but not physically. Neither of them bothered to listen to the words being spat. Both were hurt and betrayed by the other.

Now, the warrior was alone in his cabin. Things have changed since then. It has been nearly a year, after all.

Now, another teen was staying nearby. The warrior can't help but see himself in the soft spoken teen.

Now, his best friend was staying in a cabin across from his, and his previously deceased son was staying with him.

Now, there was another in his cabin. A man with dirty blond hair and green eyes was currently sleeping in his bed, wrapped up in the Warriors blood red coat.

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Is it obvious that I miss the bedrock bros arc?

I DONT CARE IF ITS BEEN NEARLY A YEAR, I WILL ALWAYS HOLD THEM NEAR AND DEAR TO MY HEART.

Also, yes, it has been nearly a year since the exile/bedrock bros arc. :)