barbarism (dreamnoblade)

chapter three

|||Technoblade POV|||

Technoblade had finally concluded that he was going to help his brothers out.

Regardless of his well being, he would never be able to forgive himself if he left his family defenseless and alone.

So he begrudgingly trudges back to his house, knowing that they would still be there waiting for him. He looks up at the sky as oranges and pinks bleed into the dying night. Animals start to shuffle around, insects begin to chatter among themselves. Normally the sun would bring warmth but the cold chill never left his body.

The lights of his house had been snuffed out overnight but he could still see two silhouettes outside on the porch. Tommy had fallen asleep while he was absent, sitting in a rather uncomfortable position by the entrance- most likely trying to stay awake until Technoblade had returned. But next to him Wilbur was as wide awake as ever, staring directly into Technoblade's eyes, an expression of restlessness painted across his straining features.

"So have you decided yet?" He ruffles Tommy's hair and looks up at him with expectant eyes.

"I'll help you two with whatever you need me for." Technoblade looks down at the ground, not feeling any better.

"Good, I knew you wouldn't disappoint us." Wilbur grins widely, teeth glinting dangerously.

"..."

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"So what is your plan exactly?"

"We need to get back Lmanberg. we should've won that election with our votes, so surely the citizens would side with us when push comes to shove!" Wilbur smirks and wildly waves his hands in the air as if he was painting an image. "I think we should put our priorities on Schlatt, he doesn't deserve presidency and I plan on knocking him down a few pegs- maybe permanently."

Technoblade briefly wonders if Wilbur meant himself or if he would try to get him to overthrow Schlatt with force.

"I see. So are you after an assassination? Or a full-on war?" Technoblade prods at the venison in front of him, using his fork to tear pieces off. Still running on an empty stomach and no sleep, he sighs and slouches further onto the table.

"We need a war, if we just assassinate him and take power with fear the people won't trust us-"

"What if we tried to arrange a meeting with Schlatt and talk out our returning... This isn't how we should go about this." Tommy interrupts them, which only caused Wilbur to scoff and glare at his younger brother.

"There's no way that would work, Tommy. Think about it, he wanted us GONE! He threw us out after he won- after he STOLE it from us." Wilbur slammed his hands on the table, causing Tommy to flinch backward. He quickly catches note of this and immediately backs down, resting his forehead into his palms. "I'm sorry Tommy, I'm so sorry."

Technoblade notices as Tommy tries to stop his trembling and resume his point, stuttering over his words, "You never know until try... plus now that Blade's here we can use him as a method of pressuring Schlatt. R-right?"

He frowns to himself and takes a small bite of his meal, that word was being thrown around a lot recently and he didn't appreciate it.

"Before you guys go off on any important plans we first sort out our other problems," he interrupts them, "unless you guys have supplies and weapons stashed somewhere we'll need to get some."

"We have swords and you that's all we need-" Wilbur tries to retort but Technoblade's already prepared for their arguing.

"-What about food and shields? How about potion supplies or even bows?" Techno pressures them until they crack, both of them shaking their heads. "Look guys I know you want to earn this Lman-thing back and stuff, but we can't do it unarmed."