Daisies - An SBI Family story :)

Chapter 9: I'll Find Him, I Have To

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" Dream asked.

"George. I can get him back, for you." Techno said. Dream stood there, silent. He then grabbed his mask and put it back on his face and pulled his green hoodie over his blonde hair then turned towards Techno.

"You have one week. Bring me George and I'll give you the stupid revival book." Dream said. Techno smiled internally but stayed emotionless to the outside world. He put his sword back in the red sash and held out his hand for Dream to shake.

"I'm not touching your damn hand. I don't know where that shit has been." Dream said, opening the front door. Techno shrugged it off and walked out of the door. Dream shut it behind him and then reality hit Techno: He had no clue where George could possibly be. But he did know someone who might... and his name was Sapnap—er, well it was actually Nick, but he went by Sapnap.

As Techno made his way back home when he felt something pull on his cape. He turned around and saw a little kid with dark brown hair.

"Hey mister, are you a king?"

"Er... yeah." Techno lied.

"Where'd you get your sword, mister?"

"I made it."

"Really?!" The kid looked extremely surprised at Techno's response. Techno smirked before he could stop himself. The little kid reminded him of Wilbur... well, when Wilbur was a kid. Techno didn't really know what Wilbur was like anymore. He hadn't talked to him in... 4 years, was it? Yeah... 4 years... Wilbur must've been 20 by now. And Tommy... Tommy was 15 and probably in high school... Wilbur might be in college by now.

Techno then realized that the little kid was long gone. He shook off his thoughts and continued home. As he walked, he continued thinking about how his family must be like now. Phil would be in his forties and might even have a new wife... anything could've happened. It had been 4 years since he lived there, with his family. He had always felt guilty at night, leaving them. But he left because he didn't want Phil to have to take care of him along with Tom and Wil. He wanted Philza to be happy...

Techno opened the door to his house and walked inside slowly. He then took off his cape and crown and walked quickly over to his writing desk. He grabbed his feather pen and a new sheet of paper. He then started to write. He wrote, word after word, trying to explain every little detail of these past 4 years. He wrote and wrote and then wrote even more. After signing his name, he smiled as he read out his letter to himself.

Dear Philza Watson,

Hello dad. It sure has been a while, hasn't it? I was just thinking about how everyone must be so different now. I mean, Tom's starting high school and Wilbur must be in college by now. Studying music and learning some dutch on the side, right? I bet I'm spot on. Well, I just want to say I love you, tell Tom the same. Then, tell Wil I said 'Ikhouzoveel van je, kleinebroer', okay? He'll know what it means.

So, now that I have actually sat down and started writing to you, I have realized so much has happened; then again my life is quite boring. Well, I might as well tell you how these last four years have been.

Well, I got rid of my phone. I have decided to live more old-timey (I mean obviously, I haven't texted you for 2 years). And, I have started picking up writing and sewing. I like to write poems and such, and I love making royal-like outfits and capes. I was going for a walk earlier and a little kid thought I was a king. He reminded me of Wilbur, you know. He had the same hair color and the same bright, bright smile. Also, I have continued growing out my hair. It's about down to my knees by now (yes, knees) and I love braiding it. Sometimes, I buy flowers and put them into my hair. I love the way it looks.

So, does Wil or Tom have a girlfriend yet? I assume Wilbur does, I mean he's always been the ladies-man if you know what I mean. Always kind and comfortable around girls. I'm not sure about Tom, I mean he was only 11 the last time I saw him. He usually only hung around that one kid, Toby was it? Started with a T, I know that much. I mean, those two were joined at the hip, weren't they? Are they still even friends? I'd hope so.

I made a friend out here, by the way. His name is Clay, he's a bit cocky but kind. For the most part anyway. I did meet a woman by the name of Ophelia ( old-fashioned, I know), and she is nice, I guess. I met here while the whole village had a party. Celebrating Halloween or something, I'm not sure. Well, anyway, we had a dance and stuff, but I'm not sure we clicked too well. I haven't talked to her in a while, but she sure was beautiful.

Well, how have you been doing, dad? I hope better, I mean emotionally. You were always kind of sad, at least when I lived with you. I just want you to know, that living in the past doesn't get you anything. Get what you want, okay? And I know, who am I to talk? I left and now live as though I went back in time to the medieval ages, but I mean past like what happened to Kristin. She's gone, but I'm sure she'd want you to be happy without her, even with another woman—er, if you don't already have a girlfriend, that is.

—Technoblade Watson

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