Thirteen - Hidden Intentions

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TW: Swearing, Threats

Y/N's POV

You were frozen between his hands. He was laughing like a madman, breathing deeply.

"Y'know, there's other ways to get you to stay. Like your family, it would be devastating if something happened to Phil in his old age, or Tommy with his wild manners, or Techno on a dangerous adventure..." The thought of your family getting hurt pulled you back. Before he said anything else, you kneed him in the balls and ran back inside without him, collecting yourself before entering.

"Hey, you're back. Where's Wil?" Phil asked. The others must have went to bed already.

"Oh, he wanted to stay outside for a minute to watch the snow," You smiled. You quickly said goodnight before running upstairs to avoid your angry brother. You opened the door to your room to find Techno on the top bunk, reading another book.

"I take it things didn't go well?" He asked, never taking his eyes off the pages.

"No, not at all. Ended up kneeing him instead," You giggled. You swear you saw a smirk on Techno's face for a moment. "I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," He replied, setting the book at the base of the bed and blowing out his candle.

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It must have been a few hours since you'd fallen asleep when you awoke to footsteps in the hallway. Taking out a dagger from under your jacket, you approached the door with caution. You opened it carefully after hearing the footsteps walk down the stairs. You were careful not to make a sound as you crept towards the intruder. 

"Who are you?" You threatened, showing no mercy as you held the mini sword up to the person's throat. They jumped and you swear the yelp sounded familiar. "Tommy? What are you doing up this late?"

"I needed to talk to you. I knew you'd hear me," He said as you pulled the dagger away. He looked concerned, as if something was really wrong.

"Are you okay? Did something happen?" You asked, making sure he wasn't hurt or anything. You saw his hand dig into his pockets and grasp for something in his inventory. You gasped as he pulled the items out. "Your discs?! Tommy, I can't take those! I gave them to YOU!"

"I know, I know. Trust me, they're apparently worth more than you think. Listen, I need you to take these to Dream. Give them to him. Tell him it's in exchange for L'Manburg's independence. If he refuses, just bring them back to me. Okay?"

"Tommy, I don't know if I can-"

"Please?" He begged, cutting you off. His eyes looked tired. You took them out of pity. 

"That's... that's really generous of you, Tom. I'll make sure they're taken good care of," You smiled, hugging him tight. He returned your embrace.

"Alright, let's get back to bed. Goodnight, Tommy," You whispered as you went back to bed. You shoved Cat and Mellohi into your inventory and tried not to think about them as you slept that night, which proved to be a pretty difficult task. 

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In the morning, Phil made chocolate chip pancakes and sausages before you all headed home. He even put a bit of whipped cream on top before drizzling the syrup on. Everyone sat at the table in the same spots.

"Thanks dad," You smiled as he set down a plate in front of you. You decided to savor the sausage first, with turned out to be a mistake.

"Bet she enjoys that sausage as much as she enjoys her boyfriend's di-" 

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