How to take down an empire with voices in your head

18. Back too Soon

Technoblade and Philza made their way to the prison, Hannah being forced along.

"You know your friends still wanted me around," she said, tossing any rocks in her path with a flick of her foot. Techno turned around to face her, "Some random person under the control of an egg? They did?"

"They wanted info from me," she frowned, "Plus me and Tubbo were sort of becoming frie-"

"No, you weren't. That's just Tubbo. He's nice to everyone, even if they're on opposite sides of the conflict."

"They don't even know you're taking me here," she pointed out, "They're not going to like this. Both of them still wanted me."

"Yeah, so they could question you about an egg. That's not wanting you but rather the information."

"The information I have and that they won't get if you bring me here."

Phil, who walked behind the two cleared his throat, "Techno is Sam even going to be there?"

"I mean yes. He guards the prison. Let's not forget he has to keep Dream in there."

Hannah mumbled something to herself and they walked in silence. It wasn't long before she tried to entertain herself by flat tiring Techno, who would turn around and glare at her. He didn't do anything more, so she decided to continue. She would frown to herself when she missed, and anytime Techno turned back to glare at her she would just scrunch her face at him.

After about twenty flat tires later Techno was fed up, he spun around and faced Hannah. She gave him the same look but he then pulled a sword. She stepped back, "Hey, it's just a joke."

"Then stop joking," Techno said, "and start walking."

"I've been walking this whole time," she argued. Techno tapped the edge of the weapon, "Without stepping on my heels."

Hannah turned back to Phil, "You're just going to allow this shit? He really pulled out a sword because I was flat tiring him?"

Phil met his eyes with Techno, Techno sighed and put his sword back.

"You need to stop though," Techno added before they continued walking.

"Then why the hell are we walking so slow? I need something to entertain myself."

Phil tapped on her shoulder, handing her a stuffed small journal and an ink pen. She took it hesitantly, "What's this for?"

"I saw you liked flowers. I've collected some and maybe you would know what they were called. I know I don't, I just thought they were pretty."

"So if I know it I just write the name down?" she asked. Phil nodded. Hannah opened the journal, it was filled with pictures of flower beds, "Wait this is in your house?"

"Yup," he answered. Hannah flipped through the pages, "I didn't get to see this in person? That just sucks."

Phil stayed silent as he watched Hannah go through all of the pages, writing down the respective names of the flowers when she saw one she knew. Hannah paused, and looked at Phil, "I'm really just filling this out for you, while you bring me to prison."

Phil turned his gaze away, he did feel a bit guilty. She was being controlled, after all, it's not like the real her would do this stuff. At least Phil assumes she wouldn't. She was a bit young too.

Phil's thoughts were interrupted by a snap, he looked forward to see Ponk walking in front of Techno, "He was there at the-"

"At the battle? Yes he was, that's Ponk."

Techno turned back to Hannah, "I don't care who he is. I killed him once and I can do it again."

"What happened to the voices? Did you lie about that then?"