How to take down an empire with voices in your head

36. Poison Pamphlet

A//N: I'M BACK B)

Things had been going smoothly for them so far. Well, as smoothly as they can be in times like these.

Tubbo and Ranboo were still taking up the basically abandoned Bommerville for their home and they hadn't seen the Eggpire around for a while. They had been playing it safe while thinking of a plan.

And that was what Techno's team was doing as well, making a plan. They had all been living in a house up in the woods, one that was used for Niki's birthday party Techno quickly found out.

Quackity would leave sometimes, saying that he needed to check up on Las Nevadas even if for only a second. Either way he said he had to and nobody stopped him. Well, Techno might have tried before and Sapnap might have asked him not to once or twice, but other than that he just leaves no questions asked.

But their disagreement against Quackity only lasted so long before Karl or Niki, sometimes even Sam started talking about the birthday party that took place forever ago.

To keep down the tension, they suppose.

That was probably best. Disagreements would lead to arguments and there was a high chance that would lead to fights considering who was on this team.

Which was what Niki and Sam tried to steer clear of.

They had been partially successful so far. Really only once had things gotten too tense, having to deal with Quackity and Techno simply tossing their usual banter around, and then it escalated when Sapnap tried to stop it, saying it was annoying. Thankfully, Sam was able to bring Quackity out of it, Niki with Techno just as Sapnap was leaving the argument to speak with Karl.

So far, so good.

...

Okay, that was an overstatement. In fact, a lot of it was a lie based on their inaccuracy.

Yes, Ranboo and Tubbo were playing it safe and staying in Boomerville, but the stress and frustration they felt as another idea on ' What the heck they could even do? ' got tossed away was unbreakable. They were cracking under the weight of empty plans. Like if they didn't think faster, a guillotine that always loomed over their heads would simply end their thought process for good.

Technoblade wasn't doing any better, however. Sure he had a team full of persistent thinkers and motivated fighters, but the anxiety of not having done something by now was biting him. Picking his skin in the most torturous way possible, telling him that he needed to act now.

Techno's mind could hardly get a break from the thoughts that scattered his brain, all related to the eggpire- to Phil . He itched to do something so much it hurt.

Another lie was that Sam and Niki weren't doing as good of a job as they thought they were. Tension was unavoidable, drowning them painfully. Sam and Niki hadn't noticed just how much more arguments and fights they were missing. But what they don't know won't hurt them.

Except Techno knew they would both disagree. Niki and Sam had stated countless times that fighting with teammates was only going to make the process of strategizing and executing a proper plan longer. Karl didn't waste more than two seconds before agreeing with them.

Still, tension lingered. When Quackity and Technoblade were alone, the tension rose as they danced around their next inevitable argument. Quackity, the president of a country built on casinos in the desert. Technoblade, an anarchist who set out to get rid of governments, dedicated and lived in an antarctic tundra. Well, used to live. Either way, there was bound to be some conflict between them solely based on those alone. Techno wondered how many times Quackity has had to bite back a response only to save himself from upsetting Sam or Niki. Techno himself has had to do it quite a lot.