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Dec 17, 1775 (Tommy Exile Home before Dream left)

I woke up to Tommy pushing me and Ranboo awake. He had Michael in his arms too. "Wake up, you three need to leave," he said. Tommy left spare clothes for all of us in our tent and left Michael with us as well. I dressed and left the tent to ask Tommy why we had to leave.

"What's the rush?" I asked him. "Dreams coming" Tommy replied. I already understood that he was speaking of the 1775 Dream, not the one I knew. Either way they were equally bad. Tommy offered that we could come back after a day or two but I wanted to keep everyone out of danger and chose the natural decision of leaving for a while.

I woke up Ranboo telling him the new news. "Hmm?" Ranboo groaned groggily. "We have to leave," I told him. "Why?" "Dream's coming and that means danger" I told him. Then kissing him on the forehead. He nodded then kissed my hand.

We got ready to leave. Ranboo was dressed in a white sorta fancy shirt and black trousers. I was dressed in a blue jumper and dark blue trousers. Tommy gave us a map and pointed out places to us that we could be safe at. He pointed out places like: the area around where Technoblade was last seen, and The Badlands. At this point L'manberg was just as unsafe as the SMP.

Me and Ranboo discussed whether we should go to The Badlands or Techno's house and decided that we would be safer at Technoblades home than at The Badlands. Tommy said he could try sending a message to Techno but it would be hard because the crow would have to find Technoblade before anything.

We took our chances and decided that we would just have to find Technoblade and hope that he got Tommy's message. Before our final hour Tommy lent us his new horse and luckily when I was a kid I was forced to do horse riding lessons with my brother.

Me and Ranboo mounted the new horse and waved Tommy goodbye. Ranboo held Michael in his arms and he would get off every now and then to give the horse a break from the weight. Michael eventually woke up in the middle of the plains and we decided we would take a break from our trip and play around.

We gave Michael some water and food. I noticed that he was shivering and handed him a jumper from the bag Tommy had given us. Ranboo tied our horse to a lone tree and wandered around the plain.

(Technoblade's POV)

Me and Phil were working on the fence surrounding my or our property. I was putting up a pole when Phil spotted a crow. Phil's always had some sort of connection with the birds, mostly crows though. He waved to the crow, signaling it to come down to him.

The crow dived down to Phil landing onto his arm. Phil began to pet the crow until he noticed that there was a note attached to it. Phil rested the crow on a finished part of the fence and untied the note from its leg. He looked at who the note was to and gave me a worried look and handed me the note.

I read who it was and read the note. "Dear brother, it's been a while. I hope you find this note and understand that I have no intention of coming to your home. Not to mention I don't really know where you live any more heh... I do ask you a favor though. Would you mind helping out a few friends that I have made? They just need shelter for a small amount of time. They're names are Ranboo and Tobby. I know it's pretty cool how there's two Ranboo's, anyway. They have a son named Michael and they are certainly harmless. Please help them. I'll only ask once.

-Tommy P.S. Kinda shocking that I've written such a formal note, am I right?"

As I finished reading the note a sort of happy feeling came from me. I was kind of glad that Tommy wanted to speak to me. But who were these people that he was asking me to shelter? How would they find my home? The more important thing, were they dangerous?

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