My Starlight

Chapter One: we can do this

Narrator POV

"Ranboo no!!" Technoblade screams as he watches Ranboo get stabbed through the back, the sword makes its way through the front. Then Sam rips it out and Ranboo lands on the ground with a painful thud.

"Techno, we need to go now!"

Techno gives one last look at the dead body of his former friend and then rides off. As Dream, Connor and Techno ride off he looks at what's clutched in his hand. As Ranboo got stabbed he had thrown this ball of paper at him.

He looks at the picture, there are three figures in it. Ranboo, standing tall above Tubbo, who stands in front of him. Tubbo is holding a small baby piglin. What does it mean? The best thing I can do right now is go back home and tell Phil the news.

The ride home is a silent one, Dream sits on the horse with his face to the sky, basking in the sunlight. Connor sits on another horse, just happy to be there, but even he knows when it's not the time to talk. Then Techno, he sits on Carl, pondering over what the photo could mean.

When they arrive they put away the horses and Phil comes out of their house. "Where's Ranboo?" He asks, looking around.

"Phil, I'm sorry." Techno says solemnly. "The plan went flawlessly, we even got another unnecessary captor, but he was waiting outside, and I don't know what happened, but he took off all his armor, and bent to Sam's will."

"What? Why?"

"I don't know." Techno takes out the photo. "The last thing he did in his dying moment was give me this photo."

Technoblade hands Philza the photo and he stares at it. He covers his mouth, putting the pieces together.

"Do you know what it means?" He asks eagerly. 

"Yes." He hands the photo back. "But it's not my story to tell."

"Whose is it?"

"Talk to Tubbo."

Phil says that last bit but then goes inside to process what happened. Techno turns to the other two, who were standing there chatting to themselves.

"I'm going to need that armor back." He says to the two and holds out his hands.

"What, no." Dream says, offended.

Connor hands it back. "Mind if I lay low here for a bit, I think I'd just get thrown back into prison if I went back."

"Yeah whatever." Techno waves to Connor to go away. "Dream, that wasn't a question. Hand it over." Techno pulls out his sword.

"Ugh, fine." He takes off the armor and tosses it to him. "I guess I'll be off. Thanks for breaking me out, Techno!" Dream runs off.

The second Techno is finally alone, he goes to sit in the stables, he lies against Carl. It's fine, I'm fine. I can fix this, I can fix anything. Techno presses the heel of his hands to his eyes. Carl rests his head onto Techno's lap and he pets him.

"I can do this."

He pulls his hands away and looks curiously at his hands. Wet? He pats his cheeks. Why am I crying? I haven't done this since I was a child, why am I doing it suddenly?

"It's ok to cry mate."

Techno looks up to see Phil, he's leaning against the fence post and he's leaning into the stable. His eyes are slightly puffy, and he has a sad smile on his face. He slips through the gate and sits beside him.

"I know you and Ranboo were close, nearly as close as we are. And the best thing to do now, so you can help him properly later, is to cry."

"Phil, I don't know what to do." A few tears fall from his eyes and he looks at his feet. "The only thing I can think of is to talk to Dream, but I already know he wouldn't do it. I'm out of ideas."

Phil wraps his arms around Techno. "It's ok mate, we will figure it out, together."

Techno places his head on Phil's shoulder and closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "We can do this."

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