Transnoblade- •Sbi• (On Ao3 As Well)

Chapter 6

|Technoblade POV|

I sat awake in my room just staring at the wall. I looked over at my clock. 4:53 am. I sighed. I knew that I'd have to tell Wilbur everything. I pushed myself off of my bed and as usual, silently headed for the door.

I walked to Wilbur's room and tapped on it. I heard shuffling on the other side before a click and the door was open. Wilbur glared at me.

"What do you want." He whispered.

"I need to talk to you." I whispered back. He sighed and let me into his room.

"What." He mumbled. And with that I told him everything about the voices. By the end of it I was shaking and ready for him to mock me. But instead he just looked worried.

"Wow," he said quietly.

"I didn't mean to almost kill you, I-i couldn't control myself, Wil I'm really fucking sorry-" He cut me off as I was trying to apologize.

"It's fine." He held out his hand. "Truce?"

I shook his hand and smiled. "Truce."

"Now go back to your room before dad hears us and gets mad." I chuckled and smiled at Wilbur before leaving.
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In the morning I heard shuffling downstairs. 'Phil's awake.' I walked out of my room and hesitantly walked downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen I saw Phil grabbing a pan and mixing some things together.

"Morning." I said. Phil turned around and smiled.

"Morning!" Phil cracked an egg and put it in the mixture. "I heard you and Wil talking last night."

"Oh?"

Phil turned around to face me. "I'm proud of you Rose." He said.

'Techno'

I fake smiled. I would've been happy to hear that. But the stupid name Rose. I sat down at the counter and stared at it. 'Should I tell him? I really honestly trust him.' Phil pulled me out of my thoughts by putting a pill bottle infront of me.

He put a cup of water next to it. I looked up in confusion. Phil looked at me then the bottle. I sighed. "Take it, I don't care if you don't want too." Phil said. He then turned and went back to cooking.

I took the medicine eventually. I planned on debating over my coming out but just before I could I heard someone running down the stairs.

Tommy ran into the kitchen. "Good morning!" He shouted. I laughed.

"Morning Toms." I said smiling.

"Morning mate!" Phil said while pouring pancake batter onto the pan. Tommy ran to sit next to me.

"Can I invite Tubbo over today?" Tommy asked.

"We'll see." Phil replied.

"Hello." Said someone. I turned around to see an exhausted looking Wilbur standing behind me.

"Someone's tired," I said  with a small laugh. Wilbur just stared at me blankly.

"Did you even sleep at all?" He asked, still with a blank face.

"Nope." I replied. Wilbur shrugged then sat next to Tommy. Phil shook his head and laughed as mine and Wilbur's interaction ended.

'if I do come out I am definitely not doing it infront of Wil and Tommy.' Just then Phil put a plate infront of me. I jumped, as I had not expected that to happen. Phil looked at me slightly confused.

"You ok?" He asked

"I'm fine I was just zoned out and didn't realize you were putting that infront of me," I mumbled quickly. Phil nodded.

"What do you guys want to do today?" Phil asked while sitting down next to Wil.

"I want Tubbo to come over!" Tommy replied. Phil sighed.

"I'll ask Tubbo's mom. But what do you guys want to do today other than invite Tubbo over?" Phil looked at me and Wil. I shrugged and said. "I dunno."

"I don't really care to be honest." I said while picking at the pancakes.

"Rose," Phil said, noticing that I hadn't taken a bus yet.

"I know, I know. I will just, give me a minute." I said. Phil sighed. I forced myself to take a bite. I almost gagged but forced myself to swallow.

I looked up at Phil who nodded and went back to eating.

"I might check out some of the books in your library," I mentioned. Phil smiled.

"You like to read?"

I shrugged, "Kinda but only certain books."

I forced another bite. This time I did gag. Luckily Phil was the only one looking at me. He looked at me with concern in his eyes.

I mouthed a 'sorry' and he sighed. I stood up.

"I think I'm done," I said quietly. Phil nodded.

"Just throw away the rest and put the plate and fork in the sink."

"K."
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I ran my fingers along the shelves of books. These books were in alphabetical order. Not dewy decimal. Which I didn't mind.

'perfect' I found the book I had been looking for. 'The Art of War' I smiled and picked it up off the shelf.

Right before a sat down in one of the chairs I heard the door open.

"Hello Tommy." I said without looking towards the door.

"How'd you know it was me?" I turned to face him.

"I just know." I said while winking. He looked scared and I found it hilarious.

"Do you need something?" I asked.

"Dad wanted me to ask you if your ok with my friend Tubbo staying the night tonight."

"Yah I dont mind, it's not really my say either." I laughed slightly. Tommy nodded and looked awkwardly around the library.

"You ok?" I asked him. Tommy nodded nervously. I sighed. "Ok,"

"I'm gonna go now-" he said awkwardly before running off. I shook my head and laughed. It was so easy to tell that he was scared of me. But is that really a bad thing?
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967, slightly shorter
Idk I kinda got writer's block but I'm forcing myself through it 🙃