𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐩 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 // 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

spain without the s [gender neutral][siblings]

word count: 742

summary: based during the manberg vs pogtopia war. technoblade sets off fireworks and withers in an attempt to overthrow the government and his twin gets severely hurt in the process, but they try and brush it off like it's nothing.

a/n: i am such a sucker for the reader being one of philza's kids au thingy, may well just write a whole book about it at this point

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"TECHNO WHAT THE FUCK?!" you screamed in agony as a firework exploded right beside you. somehow you managed to survive the hit, but you were bleeding and immobile.

this wasn't in the plan! you and your twin brother, "the blade", had talked through everything you were going to do based on the outcome of the war - specifically whether or not the others would continue a government - and withers were in the picture, but not fireworks!

technoblade was the only person you trusted on the server. your younger brothers always knew you two were against a government and yet they still went ahead and made tubbo the president, which you'd suspected would happen. although you hoped it wouldn't, you still came up with a plan to hopefully overthrow the leaders by setting off withers.

and yet here you were, stuck on the floor along with many others. techno had decided to set off fireworks too, fireworks that you had no clue about. he was too busy bashing the others for continuing the obviously corrupt government to see you or hear you calling out for him, tears running down your face and screams of agony escaping your throat.

"uh, technoblade?" your youngest brother, tommy, motioned to you awkwardly. he muttered a quiet profanity as he ran off midway through a sentence, past the crowd of confused soldiers and all the way over to his injured sibling. tommy couldn't help but feel hurt by the stunt you two had pulled, but you were his family after all, and he just hoped you were okay.

though on the other hand, wilbur was nowhere to be seen. this definitely alarmed the others, especially when someone mentioned they saw phil nearby - though a few of the neutrals came to see what was going on and crowded around you and your brother.

they weren't used to seeing technoblade like this, nobody was. he was known for keeping to himself, he was known for seemingly not giving a flying fuck about anything or anyone other than himself. but seeing how careful he was around you really did change some people's perception on him.

tommy watched nervously from the sidelines, deep down he still loved you. even if you were evil now, he would always love you.

"y/n, are you okay?" techno asked in his monotone voice, a hint of franticness embedded in there somewhere.

"yeah, yeah, i'm fine. just struggling to walk a little," you giggled through the pain, trying to stand up but ending up being caught by technoblade. "no, please, i'm okay!" you protested, though the look he gave really didn't make it seem as if he was convinced.

"hold on, i can go and get my horse and he can take you back. i'm sure wilbur's gonna sort the rest out." he mumbled the latter sentence, a spike of panic inside you.

"what was that?" you asked nervously, though technoblade's expression didn't change. he brushed it off, much like you brushed off your injury.

"no, seriously techno, i'm fine! look!" you were still trying to convince him that you were okay. you fell over again while you were trying to stand up, tommy still keeping an eye on you as the l'manburg team were trying to track down wilbur.

when you finally gave in to techno and let him help you up, you hear a deafening boom and debris falls everywhere, closely followed by screams and shouts of the others. you panic. you knew what this was.

"MANBURG IS GONE, POG!" technoblade shouted from beside you, laughing in the faces of the l'manburg soldiers. you couldn't help but grin, not only at the fact that your brother was happy but... it was gone. the corrupt government, the wars, the crimes, it was all gone!

you giggled as technoblade celebrated, and you forced yourself to stand up. grimacing through the shooting pain you felt, you carefully stood up and made your way over to the crowd of people, exchanging a look of guilt with tommy.

"are you okay?" techno asked quietly while the others screamed and mourned their lost home. "you look like you're in a lot of pain."

"i mean, yeah, but it's fine. we have more important things to worry about, like- look!" you exclaimed and looked around at the mess your brother had just caused.

god, you were so glad you still had technoblade and wilbur.

at least you thought you still had wilbur.