Techno and Lincoln Hold Hands

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Cannons fire in the distance, lighting up the sky. "One, two, three..." Technoblade counts, trailing off. Almost half the tributes dead, the seemingly impossible victory is achievable. The blue lights quickly die down, as the sky begins to turn dark once again. With nothing but an empty backpack from the cornucopia, the odds of survival seem to be getting lower and lower. All Technoblade can think about is death. He doesn't want to go on; starving, cold, lonely. He wanted it all to be over.

The silence is broken. Faint noises of sticks breaking and leaves crunching is getting louder and louder by the second. Its nothing, he thought; a rabbit, bird, anything. When the mere noises turned into footsteps, Technoblade knew the end was near. Finally, he thought. This nightmare would be over soon. He closed his eyes, expecting to never open them again.

"What are you doing?" Lincoln scoffs, carefully putting his dagger back into his pocket.

"Kill me. Kill me!" Technoblade cries, begging for Lincoln to end him.

Lincoln waits a few seconds before introducing himself, as if there wasn't a crying pig on his hands and knees begging for death.

"Why aren't you killing me? Please! Do it now. It will happen sooner or later" Technoblade paused before standing up. He looked into Lincolns eyes, realising he wouldn't. No, he couldn't. Lincoln was weak.

"I refuse."

Technoblade and Abraham Lincoln hold hands.

"I never thought I would find love in the Hunger Games, and I much less thought it would be with president Lincoln, but the love calculator does not lie." Technoblade states.

The End <3 (Technoblade and Lincoln both die and Juan wins the hunger games)

note:
anyways please if you haven't already WATCH HIS VIDEO THIS WILL MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE

the video: https://youtu.be/2yAYobQ5GLk

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