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Y/N POV:

"Wait, hold on," I thought I'd be able to have a non chaotic stream today but I guess not. "You and Tommy have started a drug empire and need me to help fight in a war?"

"Yup," My older brother, Wilbur, nodded. "We need you to join L'manberg."

"And why exactly would I need to join this so called, 'L'manberg'?" I asked. My arms were folded across my chest, slightly wrinkling my f/c knitted jumper.

"Because!! We need women! The only other woman here is Alyssa, but she's American!" Tommy told me with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Tommy no! We need you because you're one of the best fighters I know n/n! We need you! L'manberg needs you!" My older brother was quick to shoot Tommy down and provided an actual reason.

I only hummed in response. Aside from listening to them, I was also making myself some armor from when I got to the nether for more Netherite.

"I'll join L'manberg-" I was cut off by a 'Let's go!' from Tommy. "But! I need to know who else is part of L'manberg?" I asked the two gentlemen in my house.

"Well there's Tubbo, Fundy, and Eret!" Tommy proudly stated their names with a cheeky smile on his face.

"So the chaotic innocent, the furry, and the voice. You guys sure can pick em." I stated jokingly. I put my newly made diamond armor with a netherite helmet inside of a Ender Chest along with some golden apples, two diamonds swords, a bow and some arrows, some ender pearls, and my axe that I named 'People Chopper'.

"Uh huh yeah, so the war is in a few days and we really need some help training. Can we show you the grounds of L'manberg?" Wilbur asked me.

I nodded in reply and followed the two taller men. Along the way, I'd either ask questions or Tommy would say something dumb but funny. It was mostly him talking.

Once we got there the first thing I noticed was the giant wall and what seemed to be a-

"Hot dog van? Why the hell is there a hot dog van?" I asked the two males next to me.

"It's actually a caravan you little shit!" Tommy seemed to have gotten worked up over me calling it a hot dog van.

"I'm older than you, you child!" Of course, I argued back.

The tall blonde seemed to have gotten angrier than started sending curse words my way. I argued back but not with as many curse words but insults.

"Will you two shut it!" Wilbur asked- no, commanded us.

At his voice we both stopped our arguing and Tommy started walking ahead. Much to his dismay, Wilbur pulled him back.