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part one.
♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚✉️:; ↳ ❝ Where is Henry? ❞
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Ever since the tour; Tommy have been training so hard with Technoblade. Days passed as if it was a minute ago, day and night - Tommy keep pushing himself so hard to improve his skills. Panting heavily, wiping his sweats on his forehead, and the sapphire eyes burning in passion everything he sees Technoblade. Tommy is a young man but Technoblade wont go easy on him, not even once. The pinkette will take the training seriously and wont accept anyone who is weak enough to deal with his strict training, he is standing here in front of the young blonde man who is currently on his knees because he know how Tommy is very committed on something - especially the nation he grew closer to.
The blood and sweats on his body almost everyday. Going to bed with his whole body hurting and tired everynight. Waking up early every morning, to do his warm up routine without anyone telling him to. Eating less because he have no time to waste other than training - he is passionate in taking L'manberg. It has become a routine to him; Practice, sleep, eat, and wake up early.
Wilbur looking out from the window, eyeing the younger training so hard with his emotionless expressions. Wilbur is slowly changing and they know that but they decided not to say anything; Wilbur is blinded by rage, regret and guilt. He is still can't accept the new president of L'manberg, the audacity to kick out the founder of L'mamberg just because Schlatt won. The regret hunts him everyday and night, he regret doing the election, he regret letting the coalition government happened. The guilt sat not on his chest but inside his brain; his guilt make his sleep schedule worsen, the little boy he took in now become a traitor, the children he took under his wing is now turning their back of each others. The country he built from scraps.
His eyes widened when Tommy smiled at him.
Wilbur forced himself to smile back before turning his back on the younger. "I'm sorry to say this but Tommy, you are not going to be a president." Wilbur whispered to himself, the smirk on his face - corrupted.
After hours of training; Tommy lie on the ground, both of his arms open wide, panting and his whole body aching. He looks up at the sky, the miraculously bright sky, the cloud matching perfectly with the blue sky. He inhales slowly as he rest his body on the ground, doesn't even care if the ground is dirty.
"Tommy."
Tommy turned his gaze to Technoblade, "What is it, Technoblade."
Technoblade take a sit beside him. "You improved a lot, Tommy. Before this, you were that one child who wont stop complaining about everything and only hide behind people but now you are mature enough, I guess."
Tommy turned his head toward the pink hair, his small smile on his face is a hint of gratefulness. "You can say that, I agree with you." He let out a small chuckled, trying his best to support his tired body as he sit up. Technoblade scoffed, "Just don't forget to control your emotion. Don't let your emotion control you, you wouldn't want to be a burden to your own self."
