"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

The royal family would never be whole again. Because of the queen's selfishness, Phil might never see his youngest son again. The kingdom was falling apart. If they didn't find him, their home might not survive. What they don't know is that its all part of the plan. An enemy brews in the distance, more in control than anyone realizes. Will it be too late? This will be updated on a weekly basis, whenever I have time