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Tommy is twelve years old. He has two brothers, one adopted and the other blood-related. The adopted one is named Techno-or—Technoblade, he likes to be called. (He says it makes him sound cooler) Techno is twenty, adopted when he was about sixteen. His other brother Wilbur was eighteen.

When Techno was adopted Tommy was about eight and Wilbur was fourteen. Meeting him went well. He was adopted by Tommy and Wilbur’s father, Phil.

Tommy was delighted to have another brother at his age, especially one with beautiful vibrant pink long hair.

Tommy loved braiding it, messing with it and doing all the fun things.

Wilbur loved having Techno around as well, as he liked to play guitar as Techno would read. Tommy enjoyed being there too. Phil always sat down next to them smiling with his blonde hair, not as long as Technos but sort of long.

Tommy got his looks from his father, blonde short fluffy hair, blue bright eyes.

Wilbur got his looks from his..mother.

Brown hair, Hazel brown eyes.

Phil always called them the sun and the moon. Tommy smiled beaming bright like the sun, while Wilbur played music soft and beautiful like the moon.

Techno would always butt in as “The afternoon” as a joke they all enjoyed.
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It was December 13. It was cold but beautiful outside. Tommy had weeks off of school, it was to cold to go outside for school. The school also planned for winter break, so that reason was enough reason.

He was kind of bummed out, he wanted to see his friend!

Tommy made a friend through-out the months! Only one but they were perfect for Tommy!

He was the quiet type but sort of, really tall.

His name was Ranboo! Ranboo was shy most of the time but meeting Tommy lightened him up a bit.

Tommy was happy to have Ranboo as a friend, he never was mean to Tommy or made fun of him, like some big kids at his school.

He hated most of the big kids. There was one big kid named Sapnap! Lame name, he knows. Sapnap was 15. He used to bully Tommy but then for an unknown reason..stopped?

When Tommy had met him Sapnap took one of Tommy’s favorite books and threw it in the garbage.

Tommy cried for 2 days.

Techno and Wilbur found out and said they would ‘handle it’.

Sapnap came to school the next day and had a bruised eye.

Tommy wondered if that’s what they meant by ‘Handling it’.

They were always super overprotective of Tommy. Although Tommy always got embarrassed he felt lucky to have his siblings always protecting him.

He loved them with all his heart, he loved his father who always picked Tommy up from school, asking how his day went.

When Tommy tuned 10 Phil threw a big party to celebrate what they called “Double digit year”.

Tommy was happy and surprised hugging his dad, blowing out his candles, it was the best.

He loves the mother he never got to see, although they always tell stories about her and how Wilbur looks just like her, he wished he got to see her.

All they told him was that she loved him and was there when needed.

She passed due to an accident.
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Technoblade was always protective over his siblings. He was never off guard.

If something were to happen with any of them and found out who was involve.

Then they better start praying.

He loved his adoptive father dearly. He was always there for Techno. When Techno needed help Phil was there.

He loved his adoptive middle brother, Wilbur.

If Techno wanted to hear a song, Wilbur was already on it, he sometimes hummed and played the guitar to make Techno and Tommy sleep.

Technoblade loves his youngest brother dearly. He would do anything for him. If Tommy was getting bullied Technoblade was there. If Tommy wanted a snack and Phil wasn’t there? Technoblade was there.
(Techno made killer snacks Tommy told him once)

He loved his family a lot. So did Wilbur, So did Phil, so did the whole family.

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So why? Why did that have to change?
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Tommy was sitting down on the couch, Wilbur sitting at the dinner table probably learning a new tune. Technoblade was sitting next to Tommy, reading a book. ‘The art of war’. Techno’s favorite.

While Phil was making some dinner.

They had the TV on with the news.

“Good afternoon. We would like to inform that there has been many cases of people with infections, viruses and more.” The lady said, looking…panicked?

Tommy thought ‘Why did she look worried, or scared?’

“We want you to be safe, lock your doors.” She finished, then staring down.

Techno seemed to catch on as he closed his book squinting at her.

Tommy wanted to ask a question to Techno, but Phil spoke up already. “Dinners ready!” He said smiling.

“Finally i’m hungry” Wilbur said, putting his guitar down.

Technoblade was still watching..seemingly worried now.

Tommy gave him a look, tapping Techno’s shoulder.

Techno, turned to Tommy’s direction.

“Techno, what’s wrong? Why is the lady saying to lock our doors?” He asked, confused.

Phil already set up the food calling the two to the dinner table.

Wilbur already eating his food.

Phil was waiting for them to arrive. “Techno? Dad called us! We have to go eat dinner!” Tommy said smiling. He changed the subject, but that’s what Tommy does.

Techno, was still watching the news, panicked.

“Dad! Somethings wrong with Techno.” Tommy said worried. Technoblade wasn’t budging. Tommy was scared.

Phil came around and so did Wilbur.

“What’s wrong? Is he hurt?!” Phil asked, confused and worried.

Wilbur stood quiet, his hands crossed against his chest.

He was wearing his glasses, he doesn’t wear glasses but he says it makes him look “cool” which obviously it doesn’t.

“Techno? You alright mate?” Phil said nervously smiling.

Techno turned to Phil stunned looking. “We need to take our things and leave.. right now dad.” He said.

Tommy wasn’t paying attention anymore. He was playing with his stuff cow! Henry! He loves Henry. Got him for his 9th birthday at a arcade!

Tommy maybe 12 but he doesn’t care, he loves his stuffed cow, he means the world to him.

Techno, Wilbur and dad seemed.. panicked? They were running around the house. They got bags, food, toilet paper and a lot more Tommy couldn’t remember.

“Dad? Techno? Wilbur? What’s going on? Why are we packing?” Tommy asks.

Wilbur stares at him, nervously. “We’re going on a trip! Far far from here.” Wilbur says smiling, although it seems strained.

Tommy got excited holding his stuffed cow eyes shimmering bright blue. “Really?!” He said excitedly.

“Yes! Now pack up! Quickly.” Wilbur says looking away and stuffing his clothing in his bag.

Tommy went to his room, grabbed all of his clothes! And went out to meet three faces.

“Alright we’re ready let’s go!” Phil said nervously.

“What about dinner dad?” Tommy asked confused.

“We’ll..We’ll eat later I swear buddy” He said smiling.

‘But we couldn’t if we’re going on a trip?’ Tommy thought, but instead kept it to himself.

He then looked at Techno.

Techno looked, sad or nervous?

Techno wasn’t very expressive so Tommy didn’t know how to put it. He was only 12.

They then got into there car and drove lightning speed.

Tommy was in the back with Wilbur and some of the bags.

They were both buckled up in the back.

Wilbur put his arm around Tommy as Tommy was holding on to Henry.

Looking outside, it was dark. The moon was up and the trees were dark.

Tommy liked the night, it was beautiful at that time. He got to see so many pretty things at night like cities, and the stars.
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Tommy was looking outside (like he always does) and spots a few cars lying around.

He’s confused as to why people would just leave there cars, doors opened. Did they know that people could steal them or what?

Tommy then watched outside carefully, he knew no one would just leave there cars like this.

Wilbur was asleep, Tommy was looking around.

He then saw someone, they were bending down, someone else was laying down. They seemed to be talking! Wait? No they’re doing something else.

wait..

Was that..

Oh my god..

Tommy screamed, crying, eyes wide.

Techno turned to him, then looked outside to see the same image.

Wilbur got up in a hurry eyes wide as he saw it as well.

Phil’s eyes were focused on the rode yet he still panicked.

They drove straight pass the two.

Tommy’s eyes wide and shocked as Wilbur, unbuckled his seat belt and hugged him tightly, closing Tommy’s eyes.

Techno was panicking and so was Wilbur.

Tommy cried even harder at seeing that.

There was so much blood, and the man, he looked, greenish colored? Was the man sick? Did he need help?

A few moments later, Tommy calmed down, he was asleep.

“What the hell was that!” Wilbur asked scared.

“That guy just ate a women!” He shouted again.

“Lower your voice Wilbur. Tommy’s asleep.” Techno said.

Phil was worried, he didn’t see it but after what Wilbur just said, he knew it was bad.

The news reporter told them about it. But he was still scared.

“I-I’m, I’m sorry. I’m really stressed and freaking out. I wish Tommy didn’t see that..” He said, feeling sorrow.

“Hey it’s alright. We didn’t think we would come across those things..” Techno said softly.

Wilbur was still worried.
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They were driving listening to the radio for any more news. But the radio stopped working, no one was there. What happened to L’manberg? Why did it have to be like this?!

Techno and Wilbur and there younger brother had witnessed something no one should ever witness in a million years.

A dead corpse eating a women that once probably drove happily, probably had a family as well..

He hated seeing the image in his head. It was way too much. But it kept replaying in his head.

Wilbur didn’t like it, didn’t like it one bit.

Wilbur was tired, and so was the rest of his family.

They were tired.

It was then when they pulled over and wow.. that was a lot of people.

There were people inside a big place Wilbur couldn’t describe.

They were guided here.

Wilbur woke Tommy up, Tommy’s tears dried, Wilbur picked him up and held him.

Techno and Phil grabbed the bags.

Wilbur was way to scared to let go of Tommy knowing that what ever that thing was, could come for him.

For anyone.
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Tommy was being picked up. Holding henry and his bag behind his back. Tommy held onto Wilbur.

The image of that women and that.. man?

‘He was.. eating her.. He was a..a monster..’ Tommy thought, scared.

He held onto Wilbur tightly, trying to get the image out of his head.

That women probably had a family, or kids, or pets..

He was sad now, holding onto Wilbur, Blue eyes looking down.

They walked to the place, it looked like some sort of station like place.

But it was big.

There were a lot of people there, some with kids, teenagers crying, Kids crying without there parents. It was.. a sight.

Techno, Tommy, Phil, and Wilbur all hopped in.

Wilbur putting Tommy down while holding his hand.

Phil and Techno holding the bags, now dropping them.

Phil noticed a couple of people and gestured his family to come next to him, just so they won’t be to far apart.

Dad was then talking to some.. ‘what was her name?’ Tommy thought.

“Hi Tommy! Do you remember me?” They asked smiling.

And, Tommy thought for a second..

Smiling as he recognized the face!

“Puffy!” He shouted hugging her, as she was smiling.

“You grew a lot since I last saw you huh?” She said grinning.

“I sure did!” He said smiling.

He loved her white and Brown hair.

It was always fluffy and he liked messing with it. Like Technos!

He loved Technos hair the most, it was pretty and pink! Like when the sunsets!

Tommy then asked Puffy with excitement!!

“Puffy wheres Tubbo?” He said with excitement.

Puffy smiled “He’s over there playing with the other kids! Why don’t you go play with them as well?” She asked looking at him with a gentle soft smile.

“Oh I don’t think that’s a good ide-“ Wilbur was cut off.

“It’s alright Wil, let him have fun for a little, we will come back to get him later.” Phil smiled.

Wilbur sighed. “Alright..” he said, watching as Tommy ran off to play with the other kids.

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Tommy knew Tubbo because of Phil and Puffy’s friendship.

Tubbo doesn’t go to Tommy’s school sadly, so he’s had to manage.

At least he had Ranboo to keep company!

Speaking of Ranboo, he thought he saw him sitting in a corner.

But that could be anyone.

As he was talking and his family was talking with Puffy, there was a women crying, no, wailing, sobbing her eyes out.

Everyone was worried.

But a few minutes later, she was quiet. Too quiet.

A man stood up and asked her if she was alright, only to be attacked by her.

He yelled and screamed pulling her back.

Everyone started panicking, running carrying there children, Teens running as well.

Techno ran straight towards Tommy, Tommy panicking and standing still while his friends left with there parents.

Leaving the poor man behind for dead.

Techno grabbed Tommy holding his head and his legs and ran. He was running to meet up with Wilbur and his dad.

But Wilbur and his Dad were gone.

Techno panicked running out the door.

The mans body stopped moving as he laid there. Blankly on the ground.

The women groaning and making strange noises, walking weirdly.

Techno was worried, he couldn’t see or find Wilbur or Phil, but instead, found herds of the things he saw coming towards them.

‘It seems like the panic brought them here.’ he thought.

He turned a different direction from them.

Running, holding Tommy, hoping and wishing that Wilbur and his dad were safe.

He wanted to cry as he was running, holding his baby brother in his arms.

Tommy felt tense, breathing heavily, wide eyes.

When Techno thought it was clear, he hid behind a big tree.

Checking Tommy, making sure nothing or no one did anything.

Tommy was alright, but still seemed out of it.

Why wouldn’t he? He’s a 12 year old boy who just witnessed two people getting eaten alive by dead corpse.

“Hey, hey” Techno whispered.

Tommy was breathing heavily still, eyes wide with tears in them, panicking.

Technoblade then called again to Tommy.
“Tommy, I need you to listen to me.” He said.

Tommy, then looked at him, still crying and breathing heavily, and faster.

“Tommy, I need you to breathe for me.” He told his brother.

Tommy then followed Techno’s breathing, calming down with the breathing exercise.

“T-Techno?” Tommy asked, scared.

“Yeah Tommy?” He responded.

“Why did that..women hurt the man?” He asked. He was so scared, way to scared.

Techno didn’t like it when Tommy was scared.

Tommy was his baby brother. He loved him with every bone in his body.

But to be frank about this. He handy had a clue what was going on, and what was going to happen later. He didn’t know what to do, what to say, what to think.

He was split up. His dad and other brother on a different end while he was here with his scared baby brother.

“I.. I don’t know Tommy..” He said, thinking.

He looked behind him, making sure the coast was clear for the both of them.

He would never put any of his family members in danger. Ever.

He then turned to Tommy, looking at him with a stern look, “Tommy, We are going to go for a walk and find dad and Wilbur. Ok?” He said.

Tommy nodded, sniffling.

Techno then picked up Tommy who was somehow still holding his stuff cow through all of this and walked out. He had to find shelter, food and a good place to be at.

Maybe some people too, he cannot be alone, without any weapon of some sort.

If something came up, he needed to be prepared.

So he’s walking to anything close to him, finding weapons and food, and hopefully people as well.

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Techno’s walking, not looking back.

Tommy is in his hands, sleeping peacefully, yet dried tears on his cheek. His eyes are puffy from all the crying.

Techno missed his family.. Why did it have to change so quickly? Tommy was still in middle school.

Wilbur wanted to become a musician, He wanted to see his dad. His dad was always there to comfort.

Now, he really needs comforting.

Techno’s tired of walking, he sits behind another tree, holding Tommy. Tommy’s head is on Techno’s chest.

Techno groaned. His feet were hurting like hell, but he needed to survive, find weapons and his other brother and father.

So Techno keeps walking, and walking, and walking.

The moon was shining brightly. It was cold. Very, very cold.

It was December, why wouldn’t it be? It was cold but it wasn’t snowing, so that’s good. At least he won’t have to walk with clumps of ice freezing his legs.

He walks, and walks, and walks.

He found a gas station, cars were there, opened doors of the cars still with keys in them.

Technoblade was wondering if he should drive it. He didn’t take his drivers license and was too afraid if he drove, something bad would happen that would effect Tommy. So he didn’t.

Instead, he woke Tommy up and put him down to get any snacks he wanted.

Techno grabbed drinks, although there wasn’t many, and some food that was leftover.

There was no weapons, just food and drinks.

He had to get a weapon eventually, he needed to find something with a sharp front.
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Tommy ran to the candy side, smiling as bright as ever. He was holding Henry while choosing snacks.

“What should I get Henry?” He asked the stuff cow.

The cow didn’t respond, but it seemed like he did to Tommy.

“That’s great! I will get that!” He says smiling, grabbing some chip bags.

He smiled at them, he has one for Techno!

Tommy knows Techno’s favorite things. That’s why he chose what he chose. They have really common tastes, they like almost the same things.

So it wasn’t really a problem!

Tommy walked towards Techno smiling. I think Tommy likes to smile.

He walked up to Techno, holding out his favorite bag of chips.

Techno smiled at Tommy, grabbing the chips and holding them in a bag he found lying around.

They grabbed everything they wanted, then moved on.

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Phil and Wilbur are panicked. Techno nor Tommy had come with them.

There all hiding in a big house, rooms for at least 20-30 people.

Only about 20 out of maybe 60 people were in the house.

Phil and Wilbur searched around, trying to find Techno and Tommy.

There hearts broke once they found out that.. they weren’t there.. They didn’t make it in.

Wilbur wanted to cry. He couldn’t lose both of his brothers all at once. No. He didn’t. They’re still out there. Techno is still out there. Tommy is still out there.

No way will they not make it.

Phil had wide eyes. He seemed like he wanted to cry as well. He then turned to Wilbur, he hugged him.

They were now crying, together. They couldn’t lose them. Wilbur still wanted to show Tommy his newest music, He wanted to learn how to fight with Techno.

He wanted to sing with Tommy, Wanted to read with Techno.

Wanted to play his guitar as they slept..

He wanted to see them, once more.. hoping he could see them just once more.

He didn’t want them to be those things outside. He wanted to see them.

Phil..he..he wanted to hug Tommy and Techno. He wanted to drive Tommy to school and later on ask him how it was.

He wanted to hug Techno and tell him how great he was.

He wanted to get Tommy a present..for Christmas..coming up.

He frowned at the thought.

Christmas was coming up. Just in a few days. Phil would always ask what Tommy wanted and got it for him. He loved him dearly.

He wanted to get Techno a new book, books that he might like.

He wanted to give Wilbur a new guitar pick. One he might like.

What he didn’t want, was to celebrate a Christmas without them. He didn’t want that.

He loved them so much, would do anything for any of them. Why.? Why did these things have to separate him from his sons. He has Wilbur.

He’s so happy Wilbur didn’t go away as well, he loves him and his sons to much to lose all three.

He was crying, Wilbur was crying.

“W-we’ll find them dad. They’re..They’re still out there! Techno won’t leave us and neither….neither will Tommy! We’ll find them.” He said. It seemed more like he was only trying to convince himself.

Phil let go of the hug, tears still streaming down his face, smiling. “I..I really do hope that’s true. I really do.” He says.

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Techno and Tommy were walking, while Tommy was talking.

Techno held Tommy’s hand, making sure the kid wouldn’t go running off. He listened to the kid talk, smiling. He’s thankful that he has his younger brother. That he didn’t leave him.

He misses his dad and Wilbur though. Don’t get him wrong he loves his younger brother, he’s so thankful to have him here instead of staying alone.

He just misses his family being together again. Why did things have to change?

Why was the world being so unfair to him
and many others.

A lot of people lost people they loved. So yeah it really hurt.

Techno wanted to cry. He misses Phil and Wilbur so much.

But hey? He has Tommy. And Tommy means the world to him. He loves the kid.

He will protect the kid. No matter what.
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They stopped walking for a while, Tommy already whining about how he was tired.

They sat behind a tree far away from those monsters.

Ate some of there snacks, sitting down.

Tommy was happily eating his snacks talking to Henry. His stuff cow.

The boy really loves that stuff cow.

Techno wondered why it was so important? He did win it for Tommy though.

Techno sighed.

He wish he could go back to that time. Tommy’s birthday, at the arcade, talking with his dad and enjoying his time there.

He misses it.

He felt as if he took those moments in for granted. He wonders if that’s what his father and brother feel right now.

He hopes they’re alive and well. He really does hope.

It was sunrise, it could’ve possibly been around 6-7 but Techno didn’t care.

Techno stood up the whole night, after the attacks. He stood up not letting his guard down.

He watched as Tommy slept on his chest. He was tired to. He wanted nothing more then to wake up from this nightmare.

He wished that this was just a nightmare.

He wishes to wake up from it.

He hopes it was just a nightmare.
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Techno woke up to someone tapping on his shoulder.

It was Tommy. Tommy seemed..scared? Why was Tommy scared?

Damnit..

He let his guard down. Now his little brother is scared shaking, holding his stuffed cow.

Techno was still sitting down, turning his head to see at least 5 of those monster things out there, groaning and walking funny.

Techno turned back to Tommy, who was very scared, looking at Techno.

“It’s alright, there’s only five of them. Don’t worry Tommy.” He tells the boy, softly.

Tommy then tried breathing, calming himself down. He held on to Techno’s hand as Techno, was getting up.

They then walked to the sides, hiding to make sure that those monsters couldn’t see where they were heading.

Techno didn’t have a plan. He just hopes for the best.

Holding Tommy, making sure he wasn’t hurt. He was looking to make sure to monsters weren’t looking at them.

‘Hm. Seems they’re attracted to noise?’ He thought.

They seemed like they weren’t attracted to people or seeing them. It was more noise. He got that thought when the women started screaming. Then those monsters came in and started attacking other..survivors.

As they were walking, Tommy almost tripped. Techno caught him.

Techno panicked, hoping that those monsters couldn’t hear him almost tripping. Instead Techno picked Tommy up and they went out.

Techno started running, not looking behind.

It was only gonna back track them.

Instead he ran, and ran, and ran. Just until his legs gave out.

He then stopped, seeing a house just a little further away.

He then let go of Tommy just for a second, Panting.

He then grabbed Tommy once again and went to the house.

The house was not bad. The houses color was an old dark red. Didn’t stand out much.

The door was opened, so it seemed like no one would be there.

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They got in. It was nice inside, much warmer as well.

Techno let go of Tommy. Tommy’s eyes brightened. It was nice in the inside.

It seemed like who ever was here had this place running. It was nice, warm and comfortable inside.

Tommy was about to take off his Blue jacket when Techno stopped him.

“We might leave soon.” He said to Tommy, holding his shoulder.

“But why! It’s so nice in here Techno!” Tommy said, pouting.

“Because, we need to go and find Wilbur and dad. Ok? This place may also not have a lot of food.” He said firmly.

“And you must be in guard. There could be monsters here.” He said. Looking around.

Tommy, groaned. But it seemed like he understood.

He zipped his jacket back in and grabbed Techno’s hand.

They walked around the house, sneakily.

Walking in every room, opening ever door. Making sure there was no monsters.

Tommy called them Zombies because they looked like them. With there greenish bodies.

While they were looking around Techno spotted a few knives. He grabbed them and put some of them in his pockets.

When he grabbed them he handed Tommy one.

Tommy looked confused.

“For self-defense, against those..walkers.” He said.

“But..I don’t.. what?” Tommy was confused.

Tommy looked shock, holding the knife.

“Incase.. And I mean just incase anything happens to me, I want you to kill those walkers for me. And..” Techno stopped, closing his eyes and let out a huff.

“I want you to kill me.” He said.

Tommy froze at those words.

“Tech..no! I w..wont! I’m not doing that Techno! Please.” He said panicked.

“That is only IF I turn into one of those things. I understood it after that women killed that man in the station. I saw that little mark on her hand, she was holding it. I didn’t think anything of it. But now.. I understand. If you get bitten. You turn into those things.” Techno said.

“But..I don’t.. I don’t want to kill you! We’re gonna make it together! Right?” Tommy said, he was shaking nervously, still with the knife in his hand.

Techno sighs, “I said IF Tommy. We’re gonna make this together. I’m only saying if I ever turn into those things. I want you to kill me. I don’t want to become one of those things.” Techno said, with a sad expression.

Tommy was still looking at him, shocked.

“I don’t want to do anything to you. If I become those things. So Tommy. I’m telling you right now. If i’m one of them I want you to kill me, with whatever weapon you have.” He tells him, one last time, just before standing up and searching around. Anything else lying around.

A few minutes later. He heard Tommy say something. It sounded something like a long the lines “ok” but he could be wrong.

“Techno?” Tommy calls out.

“Yes Tommy?” Techno responds.

“Can you teach me how to use a knife?” He asks.

Techno looked at him for a moment.

“Of course I will. You have to defend yourself some how.” Techno says, smiling, ruffling Tommy’s hair.

Tommy smiled at that.

He let go of what Techno said before.

‘There’s no way Techno could die. He was super strong!’ He thought.

He let go of the voice that told him ‘He’s human, and that eventually he would die.’

He didn’t want to think about that.

He was tired.

They found a few beds.

At least four.

Two looked like ones for two girls and the other one looked like ones for one boy.

The other one looked like it was for the parents.

Tommy liked the little boys room.

It was blue and had plushies all over the place.

Once Techno thought it was safe, he allowed Tommy to lay on the bed. He chose the one that was for the parents.

Tommy liked the bed, it was comfortable, and warm. Something Tommy didn’t experience for a few hours? Days? Tommy didn’t keep track of the months or days.

But he enjoyed the room. He did feel bad. That the little boy wasn’t there to lay down with his family, relax and hug them. Go to sleep in his comfortable bed.

It was sad. Tommy felt sad. He felt bad, the boy would never see his house probably.

That reminded him how much he missed his dad and Wilbur. He missed them so much.

He’s so glad he’s with Technoblade. Technoblade kept him safe. And he was grateful for Techno. His brother.

He wondered how his friend was. How was Ranboo? Was he alive? Was that really him in the station?

He wondered how his father and brother were. If they were alive and safe. He hopes they were.

So that if he ever finds them he would give them a big hug.

He’s hungry now.

Techno was in the other room. Tommy walked down to that room. He opened the door. Techno was lying down on the bed, turned to Tommy who was in the doorway.

“What is it Tommy?” Techno said rubbing his eyes.

“I’m hungry!” Tommy said.

“I think that there was some food left, I checked the cabinets. Why don’t I go make you a snack? Yeah?” Techno asked, smiling softly.

“Yes! I love your snacks!” Tommy said, smiling brightly.

Techno got up smiling, walking towards the kitchen cabinets.

There was some things there, like bread.

Techno sighed. ‘Not enough’ he thought.

But he made whatever. He did find some gummy bears inside the cabinets though. So he gave Tommy that as well.

Tommy gave Techno a look.

“That’s all I could find. Unless..you want some of the snacks we got from the station?” He asks.

Tommy nods happily.

Techno walks to the room, he grabs the bag and hands over a bag of chips to Tommy.

It isn’t enough to full him up but they need to eat.

They haven’t had a good meal in a couple of hours?

Yeah. The attack was.. yesterday? Right?

Techno couldn’t remember to caught up in protecting Tommy, finding food, finding shelter, and finding his family.

Or a group he could find.
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It was nighttime. Tommy was yawning.
He was tired. Techno was yawning as well. He was tired to.

He was going to teach Tommy how to use the knife tomorrow. He needed to teach him it. Otherwise Tommy would just rely on him to always be there.

So that was the plan. Then they were gonna probably head out and find more food, and hopefully people.

Techno walked towards Tommy’s “room”.
He was playing with his cow and a new toy?

“Hey Tommy.” Techno said.

“Yeah Techno?” Tommy said with a smile, holding the two stuffed plushies.

“It’s time for bed.” He said.

Tommy frowned.

“Please just ten more minutes?” Tommy asks.

“I’m going to be teaching you how to use the knife tomorrow. You need to get rest Tommy.” He said looking at Tommy, crossing his arms.

“Fine.” Tommy says, he gets up and lies down on the bed.

Techno then walked up to Tommy and kissed his forehead.

“Good Night..” Techno said.

As he walked out he closed the door.

He walked to “his” room and head to bed.

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It was morning. Techno woke up.

He woke up to see a plushie in his face.

‘Was that Tommy’s plush?’ He thought.

Just as he said those words he noticed, bright blonde hair, laying down right next to him.

He was laying peacefully, eyes closed holding onto Techno. Techno smiled a bit, staring down at the blonde.

Techno was so glad he had Tommy with him. Otherwise he would be alone right now. Hoping that Tommy, his dad, and Wilbur were alright.

It was still difficult dealing with this. How he didn’t have his dad here for comfort and help, how he didn’t have Wilbur to lull him to sleep at night. It was hard.

But he just had to get used to this.

He had to adjust to this new way of living until they found there other part of the family.

It did hurt waking up and no one being there but a small blonde child and a stuffed cow.

He liked that he wasn’t alone though. He liked that he wasn’t gonna only talk to himself, or be by himself.

But if he ever did..y’know.. it’s just.. it’s gonna be hard on Tommy. And that’s what hurts the most.

He’s scared.

Techno’s scared.

He’s scared that one day.. Tommy won’t be there. He’s scared that Tommy may be one of them in the future.

He’s scared to turn as well.

He doesn’t want to see Tommy, sad and crying.

No. He will not turn. Tommy won’t turn either. They will both make it to there father and other brother in no time.

Techno says about a few months or so, they would definitely find there family.

He then rubbed his eyes once more, tapping Tommy to get up.

“Tommy, I need you to get up. We have something to practice.” He told the boy.

The boy grunted holding onto Techno.

“Tommy.” Techno said, closing his eyes while smiling softly.

Tommy then got up, letting go of Techno.

“Fine” He says, half awake, rubbing his eyes.

He gets up and off the bed, same with Techno.

Techno then tied up his long pink hair, this time it’s not a braid. Because 1. Tommy or Wilbur make the braids for Techno and 2. Technoblade doesn’t know how to braid hair.

That’s why he allows Tommy and Wilbur to do it for him.

So instead he ties it up into a ponytail. A sloppy ponytail at that.

He didn’t really care.

He got up and put his shoes on, wearing his red jacket as well. Tommy put on his blue jacket and they both went outside.

With there knives of course.

If Tommy was ever going to be alone, he needed to have a weapon on him.

Which is why now, Techno will be finding one of those walkers, he will show Tommy different ways on how to kill one. One only.

Tommy felt extremely nervous at that. Holding his plush cow Henry and his knife.

As they were walking, they encountered one.

Techno then picked out his knife from
his back, and went over to that zombie-walker-disease whatever you call it!

He then stabbed it in the head with his knife, blood hitting his face, but he didn’t mind it at all.

He had on a deadpanned expression the whole time.

Tommy looked shocked but also amazed. Tommy, was amazed at how well Techno handled that. He wanted to try it out now, but the fear that went through him made him not want to.

He was worried the plan might back fire and he would get eaten, like when the women ate the man.

He shuddered just thinking about that. He didn’t want to think about it.

Techno then walked back to Tommy. “Why don’t you give it a shot?” Techno asked.

Tommy looked at him, fear in his eyes and shook his head no.

He was to scared. What if he got eaten by one? Or there was more coming? What would he do then?

“You want to survive with me right?” Technoblade asked.

Tommy nodded.

“Then you have to learn how to survive like this. It maybe bloody, scary, and gross. But this is life now. We need to find dad and Wilbur. I don’t want to lose you to those damned things. So please. I’m going to help you out. Help us out!” He told Tommy. Tommy was still full of fear.

But..

He wanted to live. He wanted to live for Techno! For Wilbur. For Phil. For his Family.

So he pushed back the fear that rose within him and they walked. Walked to find another one of those things.

He hated them. They were monsters.

But.. they were once people. That’s why he’s sad. They were once people who talked, and laughed, and felt.

He doesn’t know what caused this but.. he hated it.

Techno then stopped Tommy.

“There’s one over there.” He pointed to the one on the side of the street. Tommy was eyeing it. Seeing anyway possible he could kill it.

Techno then let him walk to it.

Tommy sneaked up on it. He stabbed the monsters Chest. For it to only turn around, arms up and groaning in a raspy voice.

Tommy panicked. He wanted to call for Techno, but knew he had to do this. He had to learn how to live. How to Survive.

He needed to learn how to live without his family.

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“It’s been two days. I’m really worried.” Wilbur says.

“We need to go out looking for them.” He says again.

“I know. I know Wilbur, but how do you expect us to go outside with a herd of those things outside?” He asks Wilbur, frustrated.

Wilbur is upset. He misses his brothers. He misses his family all together. Who doesn’t? Some people lost all of there family. Wilbur was at least lucky to have his dad here.

He was happy his dad was here. He just.. misses his brothers.

He took them being here for granted. He took the love that he got from them for granted.

He really did hope they were still out there.

“E-excuse me?” Someone asks.

Phil and Wilbur look down. To find a kid with tears streaming down there face.

“Hey? Hey! Why are you crying? Are you alright?” Phil asks.

“M..my arm hurts.. a lot.” They say.

They looked close to Tommy’s age.

They seemed quite shy, and they were crying a lot. They also looked quite familiar. Like Phil has seen this boy before.

“Let me see your hand.” Phil says, smiling softly at the boy.

The boy let go of his hand, now giving it to Phil.

Phil’s heart dropped.

The boy.

The boy was bitten.

He was bitten by one of those…things..

Phil wanted to cry, he wanted to cry for the boy.

He felt bad. He felt panic. He was panicking.

Wilbur was stunned. Eyes wide standing straight.

“Hey-uh kid.. What’s your name?” Phil asks, smiling. He was nervous and sad for the boy.

“I..it’s Ranboo.” He says crying a lot.

And Phil. Phil feels like he’s heard that name before. But he doesn’t know where from.

It just isn’t clicking.

“Hey..Hey stop crying alright. It’s fine, everything is gonna be fine.” Phil says smiling. Deep down he’s panicking.

This kid could become one of those things.. He had to do it.

He had to..

He has to try and help this kid.

“Do you have a guardian with you?” Phil asked the boy.

The boy was sniffing, tears still rolling down. “Y..yeah, Her name is Niki..Niki
Nihachu.” He responds, holding his arm.

“Ok thank you, Ranboo..” Phil says.

He feels bad for the guardian and the boy.

He seems like a sweet boy. Probably would’ve gotten a long with Tommy.

Wait..

“Hey..do you know a little blonde boy? With blue eyes? Named…Tommy?” He asked, nervously.

The boy looked at him for a little. “Y-Yeah.. He’s one of my best friends..” He says, smiling looking down. That didn’t last when he went back to having a pained look.

Phil went still.

It clicked. Ranboo. The boy Tommy always talked about. About how he an Ranboo raced and Tommy won. About how Ranboo helped Tommy when he was hurt at school. Ranboo the boy who made Tommy really happy.

He was bit. Tommy.. How is he gonna tell Tommy if he comes here.

What is he gonna say?

‘Your here by the way your best friend from school got bit so we had to kill him’

He knew he was gonna have to kill those things eventually. It’s been two days, no ones done anything but watch.

If he had to kill this little boy. He would be absolutely hurt.

He just didn’t want to. But he was going to turn, to that virus, that disease.

And he also didn’t want that for the boy.

“A—Anyone named Niki Nihachu?!” Phil called out.

He looked at the boy with sad eyes.

“Uhm..Niki Nihachu?!” He called out again.

A women then shouted “Yes! Yes? I’m Niki Nihachu.” She smiled. She had pink vibrant hair. Similar to Techno’s except hers was shorter. She had light brown eyes.

“Well uhm..you know the kid..uh Ranboo?” He asks nervously.

Niki gives him a look. “Yes I do. Where is he? Is he alright?” She asks quickly.

“Uhm..well, I have some news for you that you..may not really like..” He says, crossing his hands looking down.

“W-what is it? What happened to Ranboo?” She asks, nervously.

“Listen. The kid. He’s. He’s uhm.” Phil pauses. He’s nervous, He’s sad, He’s upset. The poor boy.

“The kids been bit.” He says.

And just as he says that, Niki’s eyes widened. Tears coming down as she puts her hands on her mouth.

“No..Surely…Surely there’s been some sort of mistake?! Right?” She asks, panicked.

“Please tell me you’ve made a mistake..” She pleads. Phil stays quiet. He feels bad for the Women. Losing a child is hard. He knows from experience.

He lost two of them.

“I…I’m so so sorry..”He says to her. He felt bad for the women. This was hard. He felt upset for the women. He felt bad for the boy.

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“We.. We have to uhm. We have to do it.” He tells her.

He watched her, heart dropped.

“No..No..!” Niki shouts. Tears streaming down her face.

“You..you will not do anything to him.” She says, angrily.

“Unless you want to get other people infected. We have to kill him!” Wilbur shouted behind them.

“Wilbur!” Phil shouts.

“What?! I’m being honest dad! We have to.. it’s…it’s gonna hurt but we have to! We have to keep everyone safe!” Wilbur shouts. His anger is mixed with fear.

Phil looks down. The women crying.

Phil then thought about it.

“How did the boy get in here?” He asks the lady.

Niki stops sobbing for a second. “I killed the zombie that attacked him and brought him in…I..I had no idea he was bit” Niki tell him.

They look over at the boy, who seems really tired. Niki runs over to the boy holding him, tightly.

“Ranboo? Ranboo? Can you hear me.” She asks.

The boy seems to still be up, looking at her smiling.

He knew.

He knew he was gonna, turn.

He knew he was gonna, die.

It still hurt.

“Ranboo! We’re gonna get you somewhere safe. J-just hang on.” She says nervously, crying.

Ranboo..now Ranboo..he, he smiles. He smiles at the lady. At Phil and Wilbur.

Everybody is behind them. Scared for there children, hugging there children.

Ranboo, looks at Niki, Phil, and Wilbur.

“It’s..it’s alright I know.” He says, smiling there were tears in his eyes, streaming down.

Phil and Wilbur..they wanted to cry for the boy. He still had a life ahead of him. Why? He deserved to live a safe life. Why?

Niki was sobbing, holding onto the boy.

Wilbur then got up, searching for something.

He came back…with a knife..

“What are you doing?” Phil asked him, completely shocked.

“I..I’m putting the boy out of his misery.” Wilbur says, his face falters.

“NO!” Niki yells. She’s crying. “You can’t…” She tells him.

“He’s gonna become one of those things if you don’t! Do you want him to be those monsters?!” Wilbur asks angrily.

She looks back at Ranboo. Anger in her eyes.

“Your not gonna die. Your not! Ranboo..” Niki says.

“It’s fine Niki..I..I don’t want to become one of those things..please Niki..Please I don’t want to be those monsters outside.” He cries out.

Niki looks at him, wide eyes.

Wilbur walks towards Ranboo.

Ranboo smiles. “Tommy always talked about you.” He says.

Wilbur, Wilbur stops. He smiled. “He..he did?” He asks. He crouched down to the boy, who was sitting down as well.

“Yeah.. he always said how you and his other brother..I don’t remember his name.. but he said you guys were cool and brave.” He says smiling, tears still falling off of his cheek.

“He always talked and laughed about you guys..” He says. “Where is he?”

Wilbur goes silent.. Then speaks again. “He’s..he’s out there with our older brother. He’ll be back soon.” Wilbur says, facial expression soft.

“That’s…that’s great.. please tell him something…When he comes back.” Ranboo tells him.

“Tell..tell him what.?” Wilbur asks. He wants to cry. He feels bad for this kid. He looked a little older then Tommy being a little taller.

“Tell him that he was the best of friends. Please tell him I was glad we were friends.” He says.

Wilbur.. Wilbur’s looking at the boy. Tears in his eyes, holding the knife.

The lady, Niki, she’s looking at them both sobbing.. Phil turns away. He doesn’t want to see this.

“I will..I will buddy.” Wilbur tells him.

The boy smiles one last time, before the light on his face leaves him, into an empty facial expression. Tears dried. He will never cry again. Never laugh again. Never smile again..

..I’m sorry..

Ranboo was leaving Tommy, without Tommy even knowing..

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“I did it Techno! I killed one!” He says, shouting with excitement.

It’s almost scary how excited the kid was when killing those things.

“You did, you did.” Techno says smiling, clapping his hands.

Tommy’s learning. He’s happy that he is. Techno has to teach him how to use these weapons so he doesn’t get caught up in these monsters territory.

They have to go in the house now, it’s cold and might snow soon.
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It’s been probably a few weeks since they’ve seen there dad and brother.

Tommy keeps saying he misses them.

They left the house they were in, now on the walk to find more food, shelter, and hopefully, hopefully, a group.

All he has of food left is one chip bag he got from another station they past a few days ago and water.

He took plenty of water from that station.

Techno needed to check for a calendar, see what the date is, or find a phone or something that works just to check how long they’ve been here, surviving.

“Technoo..” Tommy whines.

Techno looked down at him, raising a brow.

“What is it Tommy?” He asks, still walking holding Tommy’s hand.

“We’ve been walking forever! I wanna go back to the house!” Tommy says, whining.

Techno sighs and stops walking.

He turns to Tommy, crouching in-front of him.

“We can’t. We have to find dad and Wilbur, Tommy.” He tells him, deadpanned expression.

Tommy groans.

He wants to sit down.

He misses Dad and Wilbur.

He hopes that he and Techno find them soon.

He’s really hungry to.

He wants to go home. He wants to be warm. He wants to hug his dad and his other brother. He wants to eat real food. He wants to play with Henry. He wants to go hang out with Ranboo and introduce Ranboo to Tubbo! Like he planned.

He misses them.

He wished he didn’t see these monsters. He doesn’t want to see them anymore.

He hopes his dad and brother are safe. He misses them so much.

He doesn’t want to see them as monsters either.

So they walk.
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It’s December 20th, five days before Christmas. Phil and Wilbur are as sad as ever.

They buried the kid, December 15th.

He deserved a grave. A beautiful one at that.

‘The boy was going to miss Christmas..’ Phil thought.

‘He didn’t even get to live to open gifts..’ Another thought came in.

‘My boys..they’re going to miss Christmas..’ Did these thoughts just never end?

He wants to cry, to scream.. He really hopes his sons are ok.

Some of the people within this big stationed place are in there rooms, they’re finding a way to go outside, planning.

Niki hasn’t come out of her room either.

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Wilbur is still upset.

Tommy or Techno haven’t made it back.

He worries a lot.

There’s a high chance that…that they could just be gone.

That all that hope that’s piling up in him could just be false hope. Just him trying to convince himself they’re alive. To try and convince his father as well..

This is hard. It hurts. He misses them.

Please, please just let him sing to them one last time..just please damn it! Let him be with them once more! Please?

He wants to cry out for them. He wants to go out and look for them..but that’s to risky. He could get killed. They could be alive and are trying to get to them though.. They don’t know where he and dad even are!

This is all crashing down on him. He can’t.. This is to much.

He rubs his forehead, he’s stressed.

His dad is right beside him, also rubbing his forehead. He might be thinking the same way Wilbur, was thinking.

That they might be out there clueless on where there dad and other brother were.

So Wilbur, turned to his father. His father looked up at him.

“What is it Wil?” He asks, lazily smiling at him.

“We-we can’t stay here another minute! Knowing that Tommy and Techno could still be out there! Dad..” Wilbur says, shouting. He’s frustrated, he’s scared.

He just wants to be home again.

In his nice cozy home. With his brothers and his dad. He misses his mom. But he’s glad she isn’t here to see this mess.

He’s so glad she isn’t here to see this. To be here and look at this.

He wants to give in and just go.

He needs to find them..

“I know..I know Wil but.. we can’t. What would we do if they were..if they were dead and we just looked for a pair of monsters out there!” Phil shouts in despair.

“DAD! Don’t say that! Don’t-don’t say they’re dead! What if they’re still out there dad! Techno wouldn’t die and so will Tommy! They’re not dead! Not when Techno’s protecting ‘em!” He shouts back at his father.

Some people come out of there rooms, looking at the two fighting.

Puffy comes out of her room as well. “Phil and Wilbur! There are children sleeping. My children as well..Please don’t do this now.” She says, sleepily.

Wilburs angry. He’s tired and he’s angry.

He hates this.

He hates everything.

He’s tired.. He’s so damn tired.

Why..? Why! Why must this whole situation even be here. He misses his brothers. He misses them so much.

So instead of another yelling match with his father, he hugs him, he hugs him so tight..and his father.. his father hugs him back.

They cry, they miss them. They hope they’re safe. They miss them so so much..
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Techno and Tommy felt tired of the walking. So they hid behind a tree. Not to big but it was big enough for them. They sit there for a few moments, making sure there are no walkers near them.

They decided to call them walkers, because-y’know they walk funny..?

Tommy thought of it don’t laugh at Techno for that.

Just as they thought it was free to go and get up, after there short break, they heard a raspy groan. Turning back to see, it was another walker.

Techno and Tommy looked at each other, then looked back. Techno knew he could go over there and kill it with the knives he took.

But he just needed to make sure there was only one roaming around.

Just when he was turning around to Tommy, there was a bang.

The zombie fell to the ground, blood spilling out of its head.

Tommy, watched in shock and in disbelief. His ears were ringing from that shot.

Techno, looked at him, brows furrowed with concern. The gun was quite loud, but that shot could bring more of those walkers here.

So now they have to be extremely careful.

Techno, then pulled Tommy, away and started speed walking, Tommy, still seeming out of it was following along, holding onto his stuff cow.

Techno caught a glimpse of the person with the gun, they had green dyed hair and a gas mask on.

They had black pants, sweats? And a green jacket. They had fingerless gloves on to.

Techno, looked away and started speed walking, holding Tommy’s hand just to make sure that the boy wouldn’t get lost or, out of Techno’s sight.

As they were speed walking it seems like the man Techno saw was trailing behind them.

It sounded like more walkers were coming, so if Techno could guess, that’s why he was walking with them?

Techno, instead picks Tommy up and starts walking faster. They were trying to find somewhere to stay, and to see if the man following behind needed something as well.

The man keeps walking behind them, with the gun in his hand.

Techno’s nervous. What if the man kills Techno and Tommy? What if he’s one of those sick b-stards who kill people for the fun of it? Or for food and there clothes?

That gives Techno more reasoning to keep walking quickly, Tommy in his arms. Techno is eyeing where he’s at. He was getting closer to a neighborhood, filled with a bunch of houses.

Yeah, that was good.

If he gets to at least one house he could hide there with Tommy.

Once the man is gone they could probably stay there a couple of nights and keep moving to find there dad and brother.

So, he moved on to the neighborhood, that isn’t so far away from him anymore.

He makes it to a Black and white house.

It looks empty and plain. But whatever he can take.

The door was opened.

‘Seems like they must have left in a hurry.’ Techno thought.

He went in, Tommy laying against his shoulder blade.

They walked in, it wasn’t so bad. The place looked new-ish. A nice kitchen, a nice living room. They made sure to check everywhere though. Bed rooms, closets, just to make sure there wasn’t any walkers within the house.

And it was clear. There was none at all.

Techno let go of Tommy, Tommy ran to the kitchen. The kitchen had a few cabinets on the bottom and on the top. There was a window with cute white curtains.

Techno made sure that the man that was following them was no where near them. But unfortunately, life isn’t good to Techno and the man started searching.

Possibly for them.

The man shouted out to them. “I’m not trying to hurt you guys! I just need help.” He shouted.

And Techno, Techno glared at him. He wasn’t sure if he was lying or not.

So he just watches the man.

Tommy is hiding near the sink, hands around his knees, holding Henry.

“Please..my group! I have a group.!” He shouts out. And Techno he looks at him with suspicion.

But he sighs. He then stands up and looks at Tommy. “I’ll be back. You stay in here and find any food. Ok?” He tells Tommy before leaving.

“Ok Techno.” Tommy says, now starting to search.

Techno walks outside, and starts talking to the man.

It doesn’t seem like they’re fighting or anything so he leaves them be.

He now searches for anything, food, water, anything.

He makes it up to one of the bedrooms, searching for anything that could be helpful while on the trips.

But he doesn’t find anything.

He does hear a noise.

A faint raspy groan noise.
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Something pulls on Tommy’s leg and he fumbles back.

Dropping Henry and his bag.

He yelps, tugging his foot away from something.

‘I thought we checked the whole house?! Where did this thing come from’ he panicked.

He was screaming for Techno.

For Wilbur.

For his Dad.

The walker is trying to bite his leg, it’s mouth opened while holding Tommy’s ankle.

So instead, Tommy kicks its head once.

Its neck turns away then looks back at Tommy and starts groaning in a raspy voice once again.

Tommy kicks it again, it directly looks at Tommy, eyes empty, making weird noises and groaning.

Tommy kicks it one last time and it lets go of his leg.

It’s in the ground now, weird noises coming out of the thing.

He remembered something he had.

He has his knife with him.

He takes it out and stabs the thing with it, multiple times to the head. It bleeds out, its head now laying on the ground while blood spills out of it.

Standing up and panting, he grabs his bag and stuffed cow and runs. Crying.

He opens the door fast and runs out the place, to Techno, and the other guy that’s standing next to him, talking with one another.

He runs to Techno, hugging him while crying.

Techno, furrows his brows, hugging Tommy.

“Tommy? What’s wrong?” Techno asked, raising a brow.

“Th..There was a walker in there!” He told him, crying. He was looking everywhere.

Techno then let go and held his shoulders.

“We checked the whole house? Where could it have possibly been..” He asked. He was nervous. His baby brother could have been a meal for that thing.

Techno grimaced at the thought.

He shook it off and looked at Sam.

Sam was the mans name. Sam was quite nice and calm, even if he did shoot a walker and brung a hoard of them.

He was more optimistic, and friendly.

Sam looked at Tommy, worriedly.

“Yeah, we need to get out of here. I don’t think it’s safe.” Sam says. He has the gun in his hand, just incase.

Technoblade nods.

He leaves Tommy with Sam, and even though Tommy seemed nervous around Sam, he thought that they would get a long in the future hopefully?

He goes into the house, and grabs his things.

He can’t leave his little brother now. Not when he could’ve become dinner for a monster.

He had to make a plan, on how to see his dad and other brother, and how they were gonna make it out of the bunch.

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It’s been three days. Wilbur is getting inpatient. Phil is stressed. They have food, supplies and clean clothes.

Ready for Techno and Tommy to come to them already.

Hopefully they come soon. They really do hope they aren’t those wicked monsters outside.

Or as the little kid, Tubbo, liked to call them, zombies.

Wilbur isn’t gonna lie. These things do remind him of zombies from video games he played.

He remembers one time, showing Tommy a zombie video that people would show there younger siblings.

Tommy slept in Wilburs room for two weeks after that.

It was a funny and a fond memory of his with Tommy.

He enjoyed spending time with Tommy.

He enjoyed spending time with Techno and his dad.

He enjoyed spending time with his family.

The day where they spend a lot of time together is always birthdays, thanks givings and Christmas, which was coming in two days.

Wilbur was upset. He knew they probably wouldn’t make it before Christmas.

There farther down in Tnret street. The last they saw Tommy and Techno they were all in Pogtopia.

When that women bit that man..

This was gonna be Wilburs first Christmas without his brothers, and he hated it.

He hates the thought of it as well.

This was gonna be one of Wilburs least favorite Christmas’s and he knew it probably won’t be his last.

He just hated knowing they probably won’t be there with him, or they won’t be there for gifts. They didn’t even buy any gifts before this started. They set up the Christmas tree but only had one or two gifts down there.

It was upsetting.

Wilbur bought Tommy somethings and never got to place it under that tree.

And now?

He won’t even get to see Tommy’s face when wrapping the Christmas present. He couldn’t even wrap it.

The funny thing his, he got the gift the same day the monsters started roaming around. Except it was earlier in the morning, way before any of it happened.

It was special too..

The gift was a beanie. Similar to the one Wilbur wore. They were both dark red-ish type and it was soft and comfortable.

He’s upset.. he’s so upset.

These things ruined the one Christmas Wilbur wanted to happen.

And now? He can’t even see his brothers until they can some how make it to him!

They don’t know where he or his dad are and his dad and him don’t even know where they are.

This was upsetting.
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Phil, was getting sick and tired of waiting.

He couldn’t keep waiting knowing his youngest and his oldest are out there. Possibly even looking for him!

Christmas was in two days..he had a special gift for each of them.

Tommy, a blue sheep plush.

Wilbur, a new guitar pick, it was suppose to come in sooner but now that won’t work.

And Techno, a book.

“The art of War” he read out. Techno looked at it, amazed. He looked at it, then at his dad.

Phil was going to buy it. But he couldn’t. It was way to expensive for him to buy, so he told Techno. Techno was pretty bummed out but, it didn’t affect him much.

Now that he bought it, he won’t even be able to see his adoptive sons face when he opens that gift.

It’s heartbreaking for him to even be in a Christmas without them.

He didn’t want to, but as he rose, night fallen. It was going to be December 24th..

He hoped, he wished, he prayed.. that they made it in time. He hopes to see them, hug them, kiss there foreheads and just love them.

He hopes he can do that.

He wishes he could right now.

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The night was cold. Sam sitting by Techno and Tommy. Techno hugging Tommy to stop him from shivering.

‘It was quiet. Silence was annoying.’ Tommy thought, teeth chittering.

Tommy’s hair was getting dirty again.

It looked dark brown-ish now. Techno’s was getting dirty as well.

Sam seemed perfectly cleaned.

How long has Sam been out here?

Killing these walker things.

“It’s almost Christmas soon.” Sam said out of the blue. He looked as if he wasn’t in the right head space. He was distant.

“It is?” Techno asked. He was shocked. So much time had flied past without him even knowing.

“Yeah.. I checked a calendar. Today was December 23rd now December 24th while I was on the way here.” Sam said. Looking directly at Techno.

Tommy seemed to be quiet. Techno looked down and saw Tommy asleep. Still shivering, but asleep.

“Where did you find this calendar?” He asked him. Techno never found a calendar. He needed one though. To count how many days, weeks, months possibly years this may go on.

He hoped it wasn’t for years.

“I found it in a random house I broke into. It was a bit far from here. But I managed.” He said.

Sam, then looked down towards Tommy, who was sleeping in Technoblade’s chest.

He had taken off his gas mask and smiled at him, his eyes glaring at the kid.

“Did you get the kid any presents?” He asked him.

“Well..We are kinda in the middle of an apocalypse so..no. I didn’t have the time to get him anything. I really wish I did.” Techno said, looking down at Tommy with sad eyes.

“I had a friend with me..” Sam said. Smiling sadly.

“He was waiting for Christmas to arrive to give me a present. He couldn’t wait to he just handed it to me. It was the gas mask I am wearing now.” He said smiling at the thought.

Technoblade looked at him, smiling with a brow raised. “Where is he now?” He asked.

Sam stood quiet..

“Oh…uhm…ok-I-I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to bring up any bad memories of any sort.” He finished.

“No. No it’s alright.” Sam said lowly.

“He was bit in the arm, I had group with me and some voted to kick him off, some voted for him to stay. I’m the end, they cut off his arm.” Sam said.

And Techno, Techno was appalled.

He knew humans were cruel, but voting people off? Like this is some game show where you vote someone off?

It was inhumane. “He was still infected, cut it off to late.” He told him, smiling sadly.

“Wait so, you guys cut it off? Why?” Techno asked.

Sam looked up at him. “To stop the infection. It was in his arm so we cut it off. We took to long so he was infected. I ended up killing him in the end..” He told him.

It was quiet now.

The only noise left was Tommy snoring lowly against Technoblade’s chest.

“His name was Ponk.” Sam spoke up after some time.

“He was nice. We met before it started, and I ended up killing him. That’s all..” Sam said.

Technoblade looked down.

Sam looked down as well.

“What are you going to do if you get bit and the kid is still around here?” He asked Techno.

And Techno-Techno paused, because that question came out of the blue.

Then he looked up at Sam, straight in the eye.

“I told him if I was ever bit, to stab me. I haven’t taught him how to use a gun though. But I will just if it leads down to that.” Techno tells him.

Sam stops and looks at Tommy. Eyes filled with sadness as the boy slept.

“You can show him how to use a gun, using my gun. We can help teach him! Like a practice usage.” Sam said. He put his gas mask back on.

And Technoblade smiled. “Yeah maybe we could. Just, we can’t attract those walkers.” He said.

“Walkers?” Sam asked confused.

“He came up with it. He said that they walked funny.” Technoblade said, giggling a bit.

Sam laughed at that.
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“How did you learn how to use a gun Techno?” Sam asked, minutes later.

“I learned when training. I’m
not going into full detail one what but all I’ll say is that I was training.” Technoblade told him, eyes never leaving Tommy’s face.

Sam nodded and left it at that.

‘He seems to ask many questions.’ Techno thought.

And after that thought he closed his eyes.
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“-echno! Techno!” Someone shouted out.

Techno woke up instantly. Looking at Tommy who was smiling bright, as bright as the sun that hit his golden hair.

“That green guy! Sam told me! Christmas was tomorrow!” He shouted happily.

Techno was dreading Christmas, for the first time.

But it was fun seeing Tommy act like a 5 year old. I mean, he’s close to it. About 7yrs away but whatever.

Techno gave Tommy a weak smile, rubbing his eyes. He looked back at Tommy who was still smiling beaming with excitement, holding his cow plush.

“Aren’t you excited Techno!!” Tommy questioned.

“Yeah..yeah I am.” He smiled, ruffling Tommy’s hair.

He actually was still dreading it. The boy probably was expecting a gift of some sort. But there in a apocalypse. Where could he find something Tommy would like?

These places were messes, filled with those walker things outside, and dirty houses with no food.

Where would he find something for Tommy for Christmas?

Techno felt himself get bumped. It was Sam. Sam bumped his shoulder. “You alright man? You’ve been sort of dosing off?” He said to Techno.

“Yeah, just thinking about something.” Techno told them man, looking at Tommy.

Sam, looked at Tommy as well. Smiling softly.

“Your thinking about a present for him aren’t you?” He asked, raising a brow.

Techno looked at Sam. “Yeah I am. There’s nothing around here to even get. All these stores were trashed by those walkers. It’s probably not even safe to go anywhere near the stores.” Techno said. He hates this.

“Yeah, I agree. But your just gonna have to tell the kid eventually. That he can’t always get things he wants y’know?” Sam told him.

“I know, but he’s only 12. And we got separated by our family. So this is gonna be difficult to not help the kid act like a kid.” Techno stated. “I want him to still be a kid. My dad would want that to, and my brother.” He said.

They were walking quietly now, Tommy in a the front.

Techno just wanted one good thing to happen. Just one good thing.
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“What do you suggest we do dad?” Wilbur asked.

“They’re probably still out there. We need to go! I don’t care if there is stupid little monster things out there. My brothers and your sons are out there.” He shouted, not to loud to make anyone tell him to shut up though.

Phil sighed, this was really difficult.

He just wanted to spend Christmas with his kids, enjoy life for a while before this mess.

It is extremely cold outside now that it was still winter but deeper in winter.

January was coming soon.

He always spends the new years with his kids, there birthdays, holidays, Christmas’s, Halloween’s. It really sucked. He hopes that they’re alright and that he can do that with them again.

Wilbur was inpatient. Waiting for an answer from his father. It was frustrating and nerve wracking and all the other bug words that mean frustrated and upset.

He was tired of sitting down, waiting for them to come to him. Without any maps, any trackers. They didn’t know where he was.

But he could try finding them.

With or without his father by his side.

He hums to himself. He turns to his father, who still looks just so tired, and he speaks up.

“I’m going out there, whether you come with me or not. There is no changing my mind.” He finishes, looking at his father.

Phil perks up when he says that.

“Wilbur, I don’t think that’s a good ide-“ Wilbur stops him. “There is no changing my mind. I need to find them!” He says to his father.

“I want to as well! But how will we do so if there are hundreds of those things roaming around?!” Phil shouts to Wilbur.

Wilbur stares at him. “What are you suggesting we do then? Leave them out there to die? Without them knowing that we are alive? They could be alive out there trying to find us! And..and we’re just sitting here on our a*ses doing absolutely nothing to try and help find them as well!” Wilbur shouts, he huffs.

He’s angry.

He’s angry at his father for being a coward. Not helping his two other sons find there way to them.

He’s angry those monsters had to come in and separate them from being together. He misses his home.
He misses hearing Techno and Tommy’s voices.

He wants to hear them again. The loud obnoxious child laugh and the quiet cackles from the elder one.

He tightens his grip on his hand, nails digging into it.

He misses them so so much. He hopes they can find him, because he’s most definitely going out there searching for them.

Tonight.
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Techno thinks Sam knows where he’s going. They are traveling a little further so he must know. Maybe Sam can help them find there dad and other brother.

Maybe they can make it there in just a few weeks? Yeah?

Hopefully.

That would be an absolute miracle. But, it would just be a-shame if they find out that there dad and brother aren’t even alive.

So Techno has to be prepared for the worst.

He’s ready for it. The worst has already happened.

There are some weird walkers out here and they eat people. So yeah.

It was getting darker. Almost December 25th..Christmas.

Yet, Techno, still hasn’t found anything to give Tommy for Christmas.

He found a bag of chips but knew that wouldn’t work. Instead saving them for hungry times.

He did find a cute pig plush but it was murdered with blood. Must have been a kids plushie.

He took Sam’s words into thought.

He sighed walking.

Tommy, still beaming with excitement! Even though his legs are killing him.

Sam, still walking turning back every 5 minutes making sure they don’t get left behind.

As they were walking they found a little station. It was quite small, a gas station. A lot of cars were opened, some with corpse in them, some empty, some with blood in them.

Tommy looked at all of the cars, furrowing his brows, then turning back to Techno and Sam.

They walked into the station, not looking back at the cars.

They grabbed all the supplies they could fill thete hands with. Water, food, snacks.

Maybe more.

While Techno was scavenging around for any more food, he found a bag. He picked it up and it was pretty light. He checked out what was inside and it had a small box?

‘Well they probably either left it here or aren’t alive so?’ He thought. He opened the box and it had a small ring in it.

The ring had a cute little disc in it, with purple and white inside. It was really pretty. It had a name carved into it.

‘Mellohi? Like the disc?’ Techno thought.

Techno peeked around making sure Sam or Tommy couldn’t see it.

He’s thinking of a plan. Yeah.

He’s taking the ring for Tommy.

You might not know but Tommy’s favorite disc was mellohi! Finding this was just a jackpot.

He could make the kid happy without having to spend any money or search. Sure it would be stealing something someone was gonna probably propose with but? They aren’t here.

Techno doesn’t really care.

He puts the box inside of his back pocket in his pants and heads over towards Tommy and Sam, who are ready to leave.

Techno was kind of happy, he smiled at them, ready to go.
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It was night. Wilbur was ready.

Who is he kidding no he wasn’t. He was practically shaking. The thought of being outside by himself, without any protection other then a kitchen knife.

He had food within this house/station whatever they call it but he doesn’t want others to starve as he goes on.

He also has only killed one dead person. Well…almost dead.
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He doesn’t know if he could handle killing others.

But he needs to find his brothers. If that’s the challenge then he must accept.

He was in the room that was assigned to him by Puffy, who now runs this place.

He was assigned to the 2nd floor room 18. Phil was close to Wilbur being room 19.

He could get out of the window knowing it wasn’t a far landing or jump. Sure maybe a scratch or two but it doesn’t matter.

He needs to find them. He misses them so much. He loves his dad, a lot. But he misses the people he liked singing, and laughing, and playing with. He misses them so much.

So with that he’s heading out.

There was a knock on his door before he could even make it to the window.

He stared at the door nervously, walking towards it.
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It was really cold at night.

Techno and Sam tried finding some logs to create a fire. Just so they don’t freeze to death.

That’s when Sam started asking him things. “You didn’t find anything for the boy?” Sam asked, finding a log and carrying it over.

Techno smiled. “I did actually.” He put down the log, and grabbed the box out of his back pocket. He opened to find the beautiful ring, shimmering.

Sam looked at it, mesmerized by how beautiful it was.

“Tommy liked the disc, Mellohi.” Techno said, looking at the ring smiling.

Sam smiled at that. “Then you go lucky i’m guessing? Where did you even find it?” He asked Techno.

“At the station. It was in a black bag, hiding under one of the stacks of chips.” He told him, putting the ring in the box.

Just then they heard yelling.

It was.. Tommy? TOMMY.

They dropped the logs and ran towards the yelling.

When they got there Tommy was holding off a walker as there were three more following a long with it.

Tommy was crying pushing it back, his plush and bags on the ground.

He shouted out for Techno.

He couldn’t find his knife.

He then remembered he left it in the walkers head when he killed it back in the house.

“Techno!” Tommy cried out.

Just then there was a ’𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆’, and the walker that Tommy held off, was now on the ground, head blown off bleeding out.

Tommy felt sick to his stomach looking at that, wanting to vomit at the image.

But then he heard Techno yelling at him to follow. There were a few walkers coming his way. He grabbed his bag and stuff cow and ran towards Techno, who picked him up the minute he got near him.

They ran for what felt like hours, just to get out of view with those monsters.

Tommy’s tears dried out eventually. Techno cooing him telling him that he’s alright, he’s ok, and that he’s sorry for leaving him.

Sam looked at them. He looked sad.

Once it looked like those walkers were out of view that sat down, breathing heavily.

Tommy, was holding Henry, sadly. Henry was all dirty from the dirt in the ground and so was Tommy, who has been sleeping on the ground for a while.

Techno looked at him, he also frowned. He didn’t want to see Tommy upset, neither would his dad or brother.

So, he did it.

“Tommy.” Techno stared at him.

Tommy turned and looked up.

“I have a early gift for you.” He told him, smiling at the boy.

Tommy smiled, staring with excitement, holding his plush.

Techno, pulled the box out of his pocket, handing it over to the boy.

He smiled. “Open it.” Techno said.

And the boy did just that.

It was a ring. Not just any ring that has a diamond like a wedding ring. Instead it had a disc in it, purple and white in the inside. There were words in the inside of the ring.

He read them. “Mell-Oh-Hi?” It took him a while. He did a small gasp and put it on. It was a bit big for his hand but he’ll grow into it.

His smile widened as he hugged Techno.

‘Techno remembered my favorite disc!’ He thought. He didn’t feel scared anymore, not with Techno at least.

Techno laughed a little at the hug, and gave one as well in return.

Sam was smiling as he watched the two. They were both so lovely. There sibling bond was like no other. He enjoyed as they laughed for a while.

Techno then spoke to Tommy.

“This is a promise. I will never let you get hurt. I promise that.” He said, smiling at the boy.

The boy gave a smile back.

“I believe you Techno.” He said happily.

So this was Christmas?

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Wilbur turned around to see a boy, with blondish hair, green eyes and freckles.

He was wearing a green hoodie, and had a bag behind his back. He also had a knife in hand. Probably more weapons.

Wilbur, knew who it was as he’s seen the face multiple times.

“Dream?” Wilbur questioned the boy standing in front of him.

Dream walked towards Wilbur, looking out of the window.

“I’m going with you.” He said.

Wilbur shook his head. “No you need to be with Tubbo and your mother.” He told him.

“My sister is out there! She’s only 13. I’m going with you to find your siblings and mine..” Dream told him.
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“I..I heard you talking with Phil. You were in the right. If it was a life or death situation I would still go out there.” He told Wilbur.

Wilbur was stunned by the boy.

He then sighed and looked at him with tired eyes. “You need to understand, it might take days to find them. Maybe even weeks or months! Or however long this whole thing will last.” He told the boy.

“Then I will go out there for weeks and
months.” He said, expression angry.

“She’s still out there! I know she is. Please Wilbur..” Dream pleaded. He was in the same situation as Wilbur, hell as everybody who lost family and are traveling to look for them.

This was like speaking to his dad, except Dream being in Wilbur’s shoes and Wilbur being in his dads.

Dream was sixteen. He wasn’t sure, but Tommy is twelve and could possibly still be out there! So..it wouldn’t t be a difference.

He doesn’t know how Puffy or his Father will react. Nerves creeping up on him at the thought of it.

That women could kill him in a second if she finds out something happened to Dream.

Just as Wilbur was going to speak up, the door creaked open.

It was his dad.

Oh sh*t..

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Phil knew what they were doing. He was going to check up on Wil when he saw Dream, Puffy’s son head to his son’s room.

As the door closed, Phil sneakily listened in on the conversation. Yeah yeah he was an eavesdropper. He knows.

But this was serious. They were both gonna look for people that might have..that might have died already. Even if Phil didn’t want to believe it, it was a high possibility. A high chance that what they would find would just be there siblings dead corpse roaming around.

Phil didn’t like to think about it like that.

He shook it off.

He listened in as Wilbur was arguing with the boy.

Phil couldn’t help but want to go with them as well. But..he knew he should stop them, otherwise they would probably get hurt by any thoughts or images of there siblings.

He swung the door opened. The two boys gaze darted towards him. There facial expressions shocked, and disappointed.

Phil then spoke up to the two, hands on his hips. “What do you two think your doing?” He asked them, raising a brow.

They were both quiet for a moment.

Wilbur, then spoke up. “I’m finding my siblings dad. Whether you like it or not. Dreams coming with me to. To find his sister.” He says, a stern looks in his face.

Phil wasn’t completely shock with the answer (as he was eavesdropping on there conversation) but he still didn’t think it was a good idea for two of the boys to go out and leave just like that.

So he sighed.

“Fine. But.” Wilbur’s expression turned from bright to a tired look.

“I’m coming with you.” Phil said. He made up his mind.

Wilbur was in disbelief with that answer. He didn’t think his father would come with him, he thought maybe an argument would break down but this was different.

He was agreeing with Wilbur and was ok with Dream, the sixteen year old boy coming a long to find his sister.

It was like a switch turned on in his head as he listened to Wilbur talk about his brothers.

Wilbur smiled a bit. “Get ready then dad. Your gonna need a weapon or weapons to get out there.” He told him, smiling.

Phil, then went to his room, packing food, supplies, his jacket, and his knife, and a gun.

He packed that all in. He put the knife in his pocket and his gun in his back pocket of his pants.

He then gestured them to head out and so they did.

They were gonna find his sons, and Dream’s sister. Even if they’re rotting corpse or not. At least they tried to do the right thing.

He loves his sons way to much.

So he will put that love in to fighting for them. Even if he dies trying.

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Tommy hasn’t stopped talking about the ring. Giving Techo random hugs out of nowhere and just being a ball of energy.

It was night time still. It was cold but peaceful. They took a little break, sitting down on a log that seemed to be cut off a long time ago.

Sam went out to find anything, more supplies, shelter, probably a group if so.

But he’s glad. He’s glad he has his little baby brother and is protecting him. (hopefully)

Techno likes the way Tommy smiled. He really was the sun. His smile was as bright as the sun, missing tooth no longer there as he pulled it out just a few weeks ago.

He was a wonderful sight. How did he get so blessed with such an amazing family?

An amazing father and brothers? How?

He felt..lucky.

He felt happy. But then dread.

He wanted to be together again. With his other brother and his dad.

Cant he listen to his brother go on about his music? Or eat his father’s cooking?

His dad made delicious potato soup as well when he was sick. It was his favorite.

He missed those moments. Smiling fondly at the memories of those times.

Now he’s here. With a stranger he met that has a gun, killing rotting dead corpse that suddenly started moving, and his little brother he swore to protect, even if it means dying in the end.

This was all to much. But. He must do this. He wants to see his dad and brother again. Live a happy life where nothing goes wrong. Or at least find a place far far away from here where nothing goes wrong.

They were then stopped by Sam, who shushed them to stay quiet. They did.

They heard the sounds of screams and crying.

They look towards where they heard those noises.

It was two people, one with orange hair and a hat and the other guy had brown hair.

Technoblade recognized the orange hair boy instantly.

“Sam.” He whispered to the man.

The man looked at him, looking back and forth towards the people and Techno.

“I need you to kill some of those walkers, I’m going over there. I know one of them.” He tells the man. The man looks nervous, but nods.

Tommy was still watching as Techno ran towards them.

As Sam was shooting Techno stabbed the monsters in the head. As he killed the last on in front of him, he stepped over to the people there.

The orange heads eyes widened. He hugged Techno quickly.

Techno almost taken a back still hugs the boy. He smiles and so does the other boy.

“Wha-wheres your family—Wilbur, Phil, Tommy?” He asks.

Techno looks at him, smile fading.

“We got separated. Tommy’s with me right now. Phil and Wilbur are somewhere else.” He tells the boy.

The boys eyes are still wide as he sees a little boy coming out of the woods. Tommy. A strange man with green hair and a gas mask on also walks towards them.

He has a gun with him.

Techno smiled as Tommy came running to him hugging him. Sam also staring at the two with his gun in hand. “Who is this Techno?” Orange head asks.

Techno then looks behind the orange head. “Who’s that behind you Fundy?” Techno asks him.

“This is Hbomb. Weird name I know.” Fundy tells him, he smiles and laughs.

Techno smiles. Tommy laughs. Sam stares.

They stop laughing, Fundy, now looking at Sam. “So..who’s that guy?” He asks, nervously.

Techno turns to Sam. “This is..Sam, he’s helping me and Tommy.” He tells him smiling.

Fundy calms down a little. “Oh..alright.” He says smiling.

“Wheres..Phil and Wilbur?” He asks.

Techno stays quiet. So does Tommy.

“We lost them through a herd-not dead-we just lost them.” He tells Fundy.

“Oh…uhm-alright well, do you know where they are?” He asks, confused.

Techno, looks at him. “No” he says.

Tommy, looks up at Techno. Confused.

Sam does nothing but stare.

“I thought-Techno.” Tommy whines.

He sighs. “We will find them though. We will.” He tells Fundy and Tommy, a stern look on his face.

Techno then starts walking, gesturing Tommy to follow a long with him.

Tommy does follow, so does Sam.

Fundy and Hbomb then trail behind.

They were waking for a while, when Hbomb spoke up.

“Do you have a plan?” He asked.

Techno, kept on walking.

They all followed a long with Techno, hiding when seeing walkers, lying down to rest for moments.

They did try finding cars. Most of them had car keys in em’, others filled with dead people and walkers that didn’t moved. Strapped on a seatbelt. The only thing that kept them stuck.

So, it was just walking for now. The only person who did really know how to drive was Sam. He was a good mechanical worker. He told Techno.

They tried finding more food and shelter. They did find a house, but it smelled of blood, and had some bodies all over the place.

The most horrifying thing they saw was a child. It’s neck, half bitten off, rasping and groaning, blood all over the place.

He looked old and molded, like cheese, Tommy thought.

He wanted to throw up. The image of the boy looked disgusting. So much blood.

He felt super weird looking at the boy. The stench was also to much to bear.

Techno caught on with the boy, looking as if he was almost about to pass out.

The others were holding the bridge of there nose. Fundy, looking as if he was about to throw up, Sam, looking away, Hmbomb, the same way as Fundy.

That’s when Techno said they should just head out.

So they did. It was becoming darker, which was worse. They would have to wait usually till morning.

More walkers seem to come out at night then in the morning. Techno figures this out because of how many of those walker-things-came out as he and Tommy were close by. Way before they met Sam.

It was also cold. Tommy, had his jacket on but was still chittering. Fundy, only had a jean jacket on, which seemed to not be helping.

Sam had a jacket, and of course his gas mask present on. Hmbomb seemed, nervous. He also looked cold, but tired?

Extremely, tired.

They found a place to sleep. Behind some trees. Tommy was tired of sleeping like a little baby raccoon.

He groaned at having to sleep out in the cold once again.

Hbomb, went to lie down. Fundy sitting beside him, concern covering his face up. Techno was talking with Sam, figuring out what they were gonna do. Tommy sat down, chittering.

He closed his eyes.

As he was lying down, he felt a burn hit him. It didn’t burn him no. It was warm and cozy, and felt like home.

He opened his eyes. There was a fire burning in-front of him. It was warm, and nice.

He put his hands up to it, not to close.

Dad, always told him not stand next to the fire too close. It can cause burns.

So he never did.

And now, he still will listen to that advice.

Tommy, looked around, finding a sleeping Hbomb (Was he sleeping?) and Fundy tapping his shoulder with concern and chittering teeth.

A blink of an eye and now Fundy is on the ground. When he hit the ground he yelped out.

Hbomb was now on top of Fundy groaning and rasping, opening his mouth. His hands in the air and Fundy tried pulling away. Tommy’s mind went blank.

The screams of Fundy, the raspy groans of Hbomb who was trying to make Fundy his meal.

Fundy called out to Tommy.

“Tommy! Tommy!” He cried out.

Tommy snapped back to him, holding his cow, wearing his mellohi ring.

He groaned out in fear and anger.

“Tommy! I need you..” He groaned. “I need you to find something! Anything! Help!” He cried out.

Tommy’s hands started to tremble, searching around wearily, and nervously for anything! Anything! That could help.

The only thing he found were rocks and sticks. Maybe he could try the rocks.

He picked up a rock, a heavy one at that.

He ran to Fundy, smashed the rock on top of Hbomb’s head.

Hbomb, turned to Tommy. Tommy’s eyes widened. He was blank. Hbombs..Hbombs’s eyes were just…blank.

There was no vibrant color in them, plain white eyes, red spilling out of his mouth.

Tommy then smashed the rock on top of his head again, red now leaking out of the mans head.

Hbomb fell to the side, still alive though.

Fundy pushed him off, ran towards Tommy and grabbed his hand.

“Wha-What about Techno?!” Tommy yelled at the man, panic in his eyes.

Fundy kept on running. “We need to go Tommy! It’s not safe! We’ll find them soon. I promise! They were just getting some more supplies. We’ll see them!” He told the boy running as fast as he could.

With Fundy’s orange hair in the snow he looked like a fox. Running.

Tommy looked at everything around him. He was scared. He wanted Techno! Wha-why? What happened to Hbomb?! Why was he…why was he blank?

He looked into Hbomb’s eyes and there was just…nothing.

What happened..?

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They snuck out.

Phil, Dream, and Wilbur.

They were out. They were going to find them. Find Dreams sister, and find Phil’s two sons.

Because…because they could still be out there!

They could be separated alone and scared or, they could be together yet still scared and hope for people to find them.

But, he knows Techno is a brave one. He knows that. He just…

He doesn’t know about Tommy all that much.

That’s why Phil is worried. He doesn’t want his youngest out there alone. He hopes he’s with Techno. Otherwise it’ll just make things difficult for them.

They hopped out of the place from Wilburs window. Not a to far jump.

Wilbur was the first to walk out, heading to the right side. Dream next after him, then Phil.

They followed Wilbur’s pathway and took the trip there.

They were going to find his sons, he wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing that they could be out there waiting for him to show up. Yet he thought, stupidly, that they were dead.

He’s not going to give up on them. Not again. He will find his sons. They will be a happy family once again.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“Maybe we could head this route!” Dream says, pointing to a road, filled with opened car doors, and blood. Lots and lots of blood. It was a bit further then the one they were next to.

Wilbur grimaced, turning to Dream. Phil grimaced as well. It was all dirty and gross outside. They haven’t been out for a few weeks at most.

But the world has changed. People randomly turning in to things they shouldn’t have.

They should be dead. But they weren’t. Which was a big problem.

“Listen, Dream.” Wilbur started off.

Dream turned to meet his eyes.

Wilbur sighs. “Over there looks like hell, torture, and death.” He tells the boy.

The boy puts his hands on his chest. “There’s gonna be death and blood everywhere. These infected things have been killing people and infecting others who get bitten Wilbur.” He tells the man, staring.

Wilbur stares right back at him for a moment.

“It’ll still be sh*t to go over there but what options do we have?” Dream asks.

“We have my option which is to go to the other side.” He points to the side he wanted to go to. It was pretty decent. Less bloody, less cars to block paths.

Dream looks over, so did Phil. Dream then turns back to look at Wilbur. “Did you know that whenever a place looks decent there’s always something bad that’ll happen?” He tells the man.

The mans sighs, clearly frustrated with the boy.

Phil chuckles a little.

“You agree with me! Right Phil?” Dream asks.

Phil turns to the boy. He thinks about it for a moment, looks at his son who is wrinkling his nose at the sight of the path Dream wanted to go to.

Phil looks over at it too.

It’s disgusting yes. But. He’ll need to trust the boy, and maybe. Maybe. It won’t be to bad?

But the other side was better. Less cars, less blood to grimace and feel like your gonna throw up at.

But the boy was right. That usually does happen. So Phil decided.

“Sorry, mate but i’m going to have to stick with Dream on this one.” He tells him smiling.

Wilbur groans. He’s physically upset. “Whatever!” He says as they walk the path Dream had chosen and won fair and square.

Wilbur was upset, but hopefully, he could find them easily on this path.

Hopefully.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

As Sam and Techno headed back to the fire, finding some supplies from a near by home, they stopped.

Hearing rustling, groaning, and a raspy noise.

They looked over to the fire to find, the hbomb guy up, making those noises.

His blood was pouring out of his head, someone bashed it pretty hard but not hard enough.

Sam shot it. Three shots fired, and put his gun back to where it was before.

It was quiet.

“Tommy?” Techno called out, eyeing everywhere he looked. There were fallen branches, leaves flowing, and it was dark.

“Tommy.” Techno called out again. He felt something deep down. ‘Worry?’ ‘Scared?’ Whatever it was, it wasn’t good. Nor did it feel good.

Sam checked and called out his name as well. He ran back to Techno.

“Tommy and the kid, Fundy, aren’t here!” He cried out. Sam was worried now and so was Techno.

Where the hell did this kid take Tommy!? Where are they? Are they hurt?

He had so many questions, yet not to be answered.

So instead of sleeping that night, they searched for the two boys.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Fundy was panting and so was Tommy.

Where the hell were they? It was snowing a little less now, which made it easier for them to go through with running around.

But they lost Sam and Techno and can’t find them.

Fundy stood up straight, turned to Tommy and kneeled down.

“Are you ok Tommy? Did you get hurt?” He asked the boy, panic and worry in his eyes.

The boy stood quiet for a moment, then speaking up.

“I’m..I’m fine.” He tells the man, scared.

He breathes, stands up and starts walking, holding Tommy’s hand. Tommy was looking around, hoping to see a pink headed man running around, or a green headed man with a gas mask on as well.

He was worried, but he had to suck it up.

So he did. He followed a long with Fundy.

Hoping to find the pinkette and green headed man. But they found nothing.

Not a foot trace.

They were lost.

“Ok- uhm- f*ck- I.” Fundy spluttered out. He was a nerve wreck right now.

“Uhm-are we going to fine them, Fundy?” Tommy asks brow raised holding his cow. (Honestly how was he doing it)

Fundy turned to him, still with worry in his eyes. “I..Yes- we- yes.” He tells the boy. It seemed like he tried to convince himself more then convince the small boy.

And spoiler alert.

It wasn’t working.

Tommy, was just as nervous. He lost Techno, his only family left. They promised they would go together to find Wilbur and Dad. But they just got split up as well.

Tommy felt tears pricking his eyes.

He stopped walking, Fundy stopped as well, turning to the boy.

The boy had tears in his eyes, holding back a whine. The man looked at him. He sighed, knelt down and hugged him, holding his hair and waist. “We’re going to find them Tommy. I promise you that.” He tells the boy.

(And even though the boy couldn’t see it, Fundy was just as scared and nervous as the boy was.)

Fundy tugged on to Tommy’s hair lightly.

They will find Techno and green man.

They will.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“It f*cking stinks, oh my primes!” Wilbur shouts, holding his nose with his pointer and thumb.

Dream rolled his eyes, Phil snorts.

Wilbur was pissed. He never thought he would split up with his family because of things known as ‘zombies’ to him and a 13 (Tubbo) year old boy were killing people.

If you told Wilbur that when he was 16 he would call you f*cking nuts.

But, here he is now. Doing exactly that with a boy not to far from his age and his dad, finding there siblings.

The road wasn’t to bad. Sure there were cars everywhere and blood stinking up most places, but, there were less zombies or monster or-whatever you call them, roaming around.

Maybe, maybe, Dream was right. They were going to find there siblings. They had to have a optimistic mindset instead of a negative one!

That’s when Dream came in to a halt.

Eyes wide with horror and terror.

He looked as if he was going to cry.

They walked for so long, knees burning.

When Dream stopped Wilbur and Phil looked at one another. Phil made the first move and put his hand on Dreams shoulder.

Dream still looked out of it, as if he was gonna cry.

Phil looked as well. He seemed confused until Dream whispered something to him. Phil turned back to what the scene was and-he-he..

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Another death.

Drista was only, what? 13-14. She had a life a head of her. How.. just… how?

Dream should’ve been a better brother. He should’ve looked after her and his other siblings. He was the oldest anyways? Instead, he skipped school, hanged out with his friends, and went to parks and parties with one another.

He..he was a bad brother.

He was rude to Foolish who only wanted to show cool builds he made in his little game. He did it to impress Dream, but Dream destroyed them to impress his friends. Foolish was upset but still hopes to be loved by his older brother.

He was rude to Tubbo who just wanted to show him his bee plush he got from a theme park with mom, but Dream took it from him and ripped it up. Laughing and teasing him as the boy cried.

He was rude to Drista, his only sister who just wanted to show him a cool mask she made for a project but instead of supporting her and helping her out with more cool ones, he smashed it into pieces right in front of her. She was upset and hurt by what he’d done and didn’t talk to him for three days.

He didn’t care much and left it alone.

He was a bad brother. He was such a bad brother. She’s dead. He sees her roaming around, groaning and rasping, eyes white filled with nothing but an empty void. She was pale-ish and blood was leaking out of her right arm.

He was such a bad brother. He-he, he wanted to make it up to her. He 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 to make it up to her.

But how will he do that now? Knowing that she’s gone. Instead.

Instead he cried. He whaled. Wilbur looked over to them as the boy fell to his knees holding his mouth with his hand as tears fell down his face.

As Phil explained it to Wilbur, Wilburs eyes widened.

He was nervous and worried, looking down at Dream, who was still crying holding his mouth.

He bent down towards Dream and hugged him. Dream gave in to the hug and cried in to Wilbur’s arms.

He was jealous of Wilbur. Wilbur was such a good brother, sure he wasn’t the oldest but he was still a better brother then Dream could ever be.

He shushed Dream as he cried, Phil holding Dream as well. He frowned at the boy.

This is what Phil didn’t want to happen. He wanted them to find there siblings and get the hell out of there. Not see there dead siblings and whale.

Phil had no hope in finding his sons again.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Techno’s panicking. They’ve searched around this forest for, God knows how long! They haven’t seen a single trace.

Where the hell are they?! He needed to find Tommy. And Fundy. He’s stressing out, holding the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer.

He’s pacing back and forth, and again, back and forth, and again, back and forth. Until he stops.

Sam, hasn’t come back just yet. They’re really hoping for a lead in this, otherwise this would just mean that they were on there own.

Fundy didn’t have a weapon for f*cks sake and neither did Tommy.

Tommy, lost his, he told Techno that. Techno did have knives yes, but, he didn’t know if Tommy was ready to use the real big ones.

Techno gave Tommy the ones that are like butter knives, except this one has a sharp end.

The ones Techno is carrying are bigger then Tommy’s hands.

He has it near him now, ready for anything.

He’s coming to find Tommy, and find Fundy, wherever he is. Fundy was a good friend of Wilbur’s, made jokes about having a father, Son duo

Once Techno caught Wilbur calling Fundy his “Champion”. Techno recorded that.

Damn it. Where are those two. Techno was panicking, he needed to find Tommy. Tommy needed to be safe. Techno knew he should have stood by Tommy, because then things like this would happen.

Techno may not show he is panicked, but he feels his heart racing, and his stomach twisting.

Tommy could be dead for all he knows right now, and maybe Fundy as well.

He will not allow Tommy to be dead. Not at all. That was his baby brother, the only other sibling he had left. He hopes that Tommy uses the training that Techno showed him.

Oh man.. He didn’t teach Tommy how to shoot yet. He really hopes the only adult with Tommy teaches him how to do so.

Sam and Techno were now on the move. They were going to search everywhere if that means he would find Tommy.

He was going to kill Fundy.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Phil tried comforting Dream as he cried into his arms.

Wilbur looked over and saw a few more of those ‘zombies’ turning to them. Wilbur panicked.

“Uhm, Dad.. we have to go!” He shouts, clearly frustrated and scared.

The man looked at him, holding Dream in his arms as he cried.

He looked at the ‘zombies’ who started walking towards them. His eyes widened.

They got to get out of there. He grabbed Wilbur, and Dream and tried running. But Dream wouldn’t budge.

Phil looked at him, gritting his teeth. “Dream! We have to go now!” He shouts at the boy. But the boy doesn’t move. Instead he cries harder.

Phil looks at him with a sympathetic look.

Wilbur, bites his tongue.

“Dream…” Phil says, looking up and down to see how close those monsters are from walking towards them and killing them.

They’re coming close enough. He had to think fast.

But Wilbur was quicker.

He pushed Dream to the side, Phil letting go of Dream. Phil looked at Wilbur with wide eyes. Wilbur grabbed Phil and ran towards where Wilbur wanted to go.

Dream just kept crying, and when he saw how Phil and Wilbur left him, he cried louder, yelling out for Puffy, for Phil, for his friends. He cried louder and louder.

His cries were distant now. They couldn’t hear him anymore. Most likely dead now.

They didn’t turn back to look at him, only accepting the cries of the young boy,

When they got further and further, Wilbur let go of his fathers wrist.

Both panting and out of breath.

Wilbur turned to his father. He had tears in his widened eyes.

He turned to his son, anger now fueling.

“WHAT THE F*CK WILBUR?!” He shouts at the boy.

The boy looks down to his feet. He grits his teeth.

He looked up at the man who was crying.

“I’m- Im sorry dad- he wasn’t- he wasn’t budging- I- and I had to do something!” He shouts.

But then.

There was a loud *𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐏*

Wilbur falls to the ground, eyes wide as he holds his right cheek. He looks up at the man who did it. None other then his father.

His father had a facial expression showing anger, and nothing more.

He puts his hand down, expression still filled with anger and irritation.

He looked down at his son.

“I raised you better then that.” He tells the boy.

The boy stares at his dad.

He doesn’t feel sorry for his actions at all.

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“Fundy! I’m tired.!” The boy cries out to the older.

Fundy is extremely exhausted. This kid talked his ears out.

Fundy has been trying to search for hours of a place where it’s safe for the both of them.

He didn’t get to take food, water or any supplies at all. They just ran, ran until they couldn’t see the man that was a monster. That was Fundy’s friend.

He feels bad.

He feels bad for not telling Techno, or green man. Now he’s in danger, has a kid with him and is lost.

And if he loses the kid, well, dying was a better option then feeling Techno, Wilbur or Phil’s wrath.

They cares strongly for the youngest. Fundy knew that. He just wished someone would care for him as much as they did for thete younger.

He wishes his parents spent time with him instead of off to places for work, leaving him behind with a ‘nanny’.

She was sweet but he wished to have his parents with him. So he tried, and tried and tried.

But never succeeded. They never cared nor payed much attention to him. He was simply, not much worth there time.

“Fundy!” Tommy shouted.

The ginger turned quickly towards the smaller boy, seeing the smaller boy smile brightly.

The smaller boy pointed towards something.

It was a little cottage(?)

It looked nice, not bloody, and clean. But they had to be careful, no weapons could cause great damage.

Fundy faces Tommy, and smiled. He ruffled Tommy’s hair. “Good job Tommy!” He said smiling.

Tommy smiles back.

Fundy was very weary. He wasn’t stupid. Bad things could happen, and go completely wrong.

So, he suspects the worse.

As he walked towards the cottage, he grabbed the handle. It was open.

No one was there probably, probably dead, or worse. One of those things.

He opened it, and found a nice warm smell. Pie?

He stopped and so did Tommy.

Someone’s here.

He looked around, found a kitchen. He let go of Tommy’s hand as he grabbed the knife from the kitchen, finding it in a drawer near some pots and pans that were neat and cleaned.

He then looked around, standing on guard next to Tommy who was hiding behind Fundy.

“Hello?” Fundy shouted, shaking a little bit.

Tommy was behind him, a concerned look all over his face.

Fundy gulped, stomach twisting as he heard noise coming from a door.

The door swung open, and Fundy moved back with Tommy. Tommy was scared, so Fundy made sure that he needed to protect him.

As Fundy saw the door swing open, a pretty man came out.

He had long hair, and glasses.

He was also holding a gun.

That made Fundy’s heart sink. Fundy’s hands got shaky, holding the knife and gulping down the fear that was taking over him.

Tommy held on to Henry, hugging him tightly.

“Oh.” The man said. His voice deep.

Fundy looked at the man, wearily.

“Hello.” The person said smiling. There smile was nice, calming.

“Hi..” Fundy said, staring with his brow raised.

He still had the knife in hand, ready for anything.

The man walks towards them, but the two boys walk backwards. Fundy’s lips start to twitch.

Wilbur once told him that, his lips start twitching whenever Fundy was nervous or frustrated.

He used to tease Fundy for that. Fundy laughed and yelled at him for it.

He misses Wilbur.

The man drops his gun in the ground, putting both hands up.

The man slowly walks towards Fundy and Tommy, hands still up showing that he was unarmed.

When Fundy didn’t think or see that he was suspicious, he let his guard down.

The man drops his hands and smiles.

“I’m Eret!” The man says, smiling brightly.

Fundy looks at the man. “I’m..Fundy.” He tells the man. He looks down at Tommy who’s holding Fundy’s jacket. He grabs Tommy’s hand as Tommy allows it. “This is Tommy.” Fundy said, smiling.

Eret crouches down and smiles at Tommy. “Well, it’s nice to meet you Fundy, and Tommy.” He tells the two boys.

Tommy smiles while holding Fundy’s jacket. Fundy smiles back at him, so does Eret.

Eret then goes back up to standing straight, looking at Fundy.

He looks confused. “You look a little young to be raising a kid? Don’t cha’ think?” Eret said, smiling.

Fundy shook his head. “No I’m not raising him. He just..got lost, finding his family right now as we speak.” He tells the man.

The man makes an “O” With his mouth and frowns.

Fundy wants to ask a question.

“Do you know about what’s going on out there?” He asks the man.

The man looks at him, and then looks down. He walks toward where there is a ‘ding!’

Eret pokes his head over, and smiles.

“Pies ready!” He says.

Fundy turns to him. “You didn’t answer my questi-“ He was stopped.

“Yes I do know about what’s happening outside.” The man says, placing whatever he has on a plate.

(And even though Fundy can’t see him, he’s frowning..)

Eret then turns to them, smiling. “Would you like a piece of pie?” They asks softly.

Even though Fundy is confused, he won’t be rude and not accept a gift, in fact Fundy was hungry, although not sure about Tommy.

He looks at Tommy, who’s eyes sparkle at the food, it looks delicious. Fundy smiles fondly at Tommy’s expression. It’s sweet to know that he still can act like a child after all of this.

Fundy knows though. That one day, Tommy will see something he never wished to see. And Fundy hopes that, that day will never come.

Instead Fundy turns to Eret, and smiles.

“We would love some!” He says cheerfully.

“Great! I have plenty” He tells the two of them.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

*𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆*

“Tommy!” Techno calls out. His voice hurts and he’s tired. Sam and Techno have been searching for Fundy and Tommy for hours.

It’s becoming darker and darker now. He really just, really hopes that they aren’t dead or one of those..things.

Techno wouldn’t be able to bare seeing his youngest brother, pale-ish with white empty eyes.

It would hurt him so much. So that’s why him and Sam are looking for them.

But then he heard Sam collapse and groan. He ran to him. ‘Please for the love of god do not be a walker.’ He thinks. He ran towards where he saw Sam, and there Sam was.

He wasn’t a walker no, he was just sitting on a near by tree stump. He seemed pretty tired.

Eyes shut, gun in hand, and sitting doing nothing but breathe. His breathing was quick.

Sam looked up to Techno, still breathing fast. “Let’s take a break for now Techno. I’m dying.” He says sarcastically.

Techno huffs. “You can die later, we need to find them!” He shouts at Sam.

Sam sighs.

He gets up from the tree stump and starts walking with Techno.

“We are finding Tommy and Fundy and we are getting the hell out of here.” Techno tells Sam, who’s still huffing and breathing quickly, trying to catch up quickly to Techno.

Does Techno even chill for a moment? Or does this man run on adrenaline?

“I know. We will find them.” Sam says, smiling under his gas mask.

He hopes they find them, otherwise they’re doing this for nothing. Waiting for corpse to come and eat them alive.

As they were walking they stopped.

They saw a house, it didn’t look bad and not to far. Techno turned to Sam who was beaming happily.

Techno turned back to the house, blue and white. Some odd color choices.

He turned back to Sam who was already about to run to the house, when Techno stopped him.

“You have to make sure there are no monsters. You don’t want to walk in to a trap now would you?” Techno asks.

And Sam, looked embarrassed, as he was tired as well. “Yeah, right, sorry Techno.” He tells the man putting a hand behind the back of his head.

Techno pulled out one of his knives from the house he went to, Sam pulling out his gun.

They walked towards the house, quietly, making sure no foot steps were heard of.

As they made there way to the door, Techno stood in-front. He wiggled the doorknob to find it open.

He was on guard, narrowing his eyes. He opened the door handle. He was hit with warmth. It was warm inside, not cold like other places they would have to go to, Tommy shuddering most times.

Techno, looks around, knife still in hand. Sam, does the same with his gun, eyeing the place down.

There wasn’t any blood, or a trace of anyone who lived in there. It was a perfect place.

Techno didn’t know whether he was happy or quite sad.

Happy because he didn’t have to leave with blood on his hands. Sad because he still hasn’t found a trace of his little brother at all. Or his family in general.

He straightened his back, walking towards the kitchen. Sam stares at the place, going from room to room.

As Techno, found most snacks and food inside these cabinets, placing them in his bag, he heard a gasp.

Techno turned quickly, meeting a mans eyes. They were widened with shock.

He was holding a gun, pointing it at Techno.

Techno looked at the man, horrified. He dropped the bag with all the food in it, putting his hands up.

“Give me the bag!” The man spat out, pulling the gun towards Techno.

Just at that, Sam came down, hearing all the ruckus going down. He stares at Techno with wide eyes, gas mask still on.

Techno gave him a horrified expression, looking at both the man and Sam.

“C’mon! I don’t have all day man! I just wanna live here.” The man shouts at Techno, pulling the gun a little closer towards him.

Techno looked at him, furrowing his brows, Sam was quietly stepping down the stares towards the man, gun in his hands.

Techno eyes Sam, then looked back at the man.

“What the hell are you looking at?!” The man shouted, turning towards Sam.

Shots fire.

*𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆*

A gasp and a scream.

Techno’s ears were ringing as he closed his eyes. He puts his hands down, now putting them over his ears, he bit the inside of his cheek.

As the ringing stops he opens his eyes, seeing Sam in the ground wide eyes with a bullet in him. He’s bleeding out.

The man the shot him, dropping his gun holding his mouth close.

Techno went stiff. He didn’t know what happened, but the next thing happened and- he was.

He had blood all over him.

The man on the ground bleeding out from his head, all the blood spilling and pouring out as a tear fell down his face, on to the ground.

Techno looked at the man with wide eyes, knife in hand, all bloody. His outfit is filled with red, and so is his cheek.

The man lays there, doing nothing to move or get up, Techno realized, he wouldn’t be able to get up.

He was dead.

Techno killed the man, with just a knife.

He heard a groan, turning his head to face Sam.

Sam who was on the ground, holding his side, worry in his eyes as he looked at Techno. One eye was open while the other one was closed as he made a pained expression.

Techno ran towards Sam in a panic. Trying his best to pick the man up. But the man just couldn’t move. So instead, Techno shoved Sam’s arm around Technos neck, holding him up like that.

Technoblade leaned down to grab the food on the ground, picking it up while holding Sam in his other side. They walked slowly towards the door.

Once they got out, they heard raspy groans, turning there heads quickly to see blank eyes stare back at theres.

“They—“ Sam choked out, now coughing. “They probably heard the gun shots” He tells Techno.

Techno’s lips tremble, turning away from those ‘things’.

He then starts to speed walk as Sam was leaning in his side for support. But a few more steps in Sam stops. Techno looks at him, biting his tongue.

Sam groans, letting go of Techno.

Sam stays down for moments, ‘walkers’ coming quickly.

Techno breathes in and out. “Sam! We have to go, they’re coming faster than expected!” He shouts at the man.

But the man sighs, seemingly not caring at all.

Sam hands him the gun.

Techno staring at it then at Sam with wide eyes.

“No. Sam we have to go! We have to find Fundy and Tommy! They’re waiting for us Sam!” He shouts once more at the man, lying down on the side.

Sam chuckles, looking down to the ground holding his side.

Techno had gained annoyance, fear, anger, frustration all in one go.

Sam looks up at Techno, furrowing his brows.

“I want you.” He tells the man, coughing. “To take this gun, and run.” He tells Techno. “Run, and take your brother some where safe.” He says, tears now prickling at his eyes.

Techno did small head shakes, eyes wide with horror and fear. He wanted to believe that Sam was ok, that they were gonna make it together. But it didn’t seem as so.

“Please, Techno.” He coughs out. “I know..I know we met at least a month..” he coughs again. “At least a month ago, but I want what’s best for you.” He tells him.

He pulls down his gas mask with his other hand.

Tears now streaming down Sam’s face.

He’s smiling.

“Please Techno. That’s my only wish.” He tells the man.

Techno turns his head, closes his eyes and grits his teeth.

He turns back to Sam, holding on to the gun tightly.

“Ok, Sam. I’ll do as you please.” He tells the man, holding back a frustrating whine.

Sam smiles brightly, tears still streaming. Those walkers are coming quickly Techno noted.

He, ran and didn’t turn back, not because he didn’t want to, but because he knew that if he did he would just turn back to get him.

“Good bye Techno. I’ll see you soon.” Was all Techno heard of Sam as his final words.

He ran, further away from those things. Not thinking about Sam, and how…heart broken he felt at the sight.

He and Sam had a bond, they talked and talked. They talked about plans, about there future, or what they wanted to do for there future.

And now, that’s all flushed down the drain. Well? It’s not like any of there dreams were gonna happen either way. Sam was dead and Techno was on the run to find his baby brother and his other brothers friend.

Why must these things happen?

𖦹𒊹𖦹

They walked in silence.

Phil, just walking straight forward as Wilbur had a sad expression on his face. Thinking about what he did to the 16yr old over and over and over again

He didn’t let it go.

He may have said he didn’t have any regret for his actions but..that was a lie. He felt so bad. The boy was only two years younger then the boy he murdered in cold blood.

He still had a life a head of him.

Sure Dream was a d*ck to people but, he was just a teen. A teen with a life a head of him.

He knows he screwed up badly. But he will never admit it.

So instead, he and his father walked in silence.

Wilbur feeling the guilt rise, Phil sniffling, rubbing away tears he still had in his eyes. Wilbur looked down at the ground frowning.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

‘When will Wilbur learn?’ Phil thought, walking in silence with his son.

‘When will Wilbur learn that his actions have consequences?’ He thought. It was sickening to think that his son. His sweet boy, would do such a thing to a kid.

Dream was just a boy. He didn’t know.

His heart dropped as a thought came forward.

“How is Puffy gonna take this?” Phil told Wilbur staring straight forward down the road. Wilbur stopped in his track, heart beating so fast. When Phil noticed, he stopped.

Looking at Wilbur.

Wilbur eyes were wide, looking down at his feet.

He didn’t know what to think of the words that came out of his fathers mouth.

He gulped down guilt, and sighed.

He walked pass his father. “Let’s move.” He says, coldly.

Phil’s eyes widen.

This is not the kid Phil raised. This was someone different. This wasn’t the sweet
lovable boy that sang his heart out, voice as soft and beautiful as the moon.

No…

This boy was different. He was cold, and didn’t care for anybody but himself.

.

..

…

….

This man was a monster.

Chapter Text

Tommy hummed to himself. This pie was delicious! Eret made delicious pie. He smiled at Eret, while eating it.

It was great to finally eat something that wasn’t chips or candy. Dad would be shocked if Tommy said that, knowing that Tommy has a thing for sugar.

He liked how the pie tasted, although the texture was weird. It was a little less softer then a pie would normally be but still tasted good. Maybe it was a bit burnt? Or crispy?

Tommy didn’t think much of it and kept eating it.

Fundy was having a conversation with Eret, both laughing and talking about random things.

Tommy wishes Techno was here though. That his family was here to enjoy the good pie that his new friend Eret made! Sweet and delicious.

He frowned at the thoughts, catching the attention of Eret.

“Do you not like the pie, Tommy?” He asks the boy, raising a brow. He frowns.

The boy shot up at him and shook his head quickly to signify a “yes”. He didn’t want to be rude! He loved the pie. He just missed Wilbur, and Techno and his Dad. He wished they would come and enjoy this lovely food with ‘em.

“I like it! I just..” He looks down again at the food, picturing Wilbur being there, humming his songs, making Tommy laugh as he goes back and forth to face Tommy. Making funny faces towards him, Tommy giving them back.

He pictures Techno there, eating it loudly with Dad, laughing and smiling at Tommy, doing similar facial expressions towards the boy, same way Wilbur would.

He pictures his dad there, telling him to eat up, laughing at the boys expressions towards Tommy. He would smile sweetly at them while eating the good pie.

He misses them a lot.

“Tommy?” Someone called out, holding him by his shoulders.

He shot up at them, wide eyes, shoulders going tense.

When he recognized Fundy, he calmed down a little bit. Less tense.

“Tommy? You there?” He asks the boy carefully, concerned look on his face.

He smiles at Fundy nervously, and nods.

Fundy sighs. “You scared me kid.” He says smiling.

Eret looks over at them, smiling while eating. It’s oddly weird though. His smile doesn’t seem fond or held with comfort.

It’s just there. Plastered on his face meaning nothing.

Tommy shakes down a little in to Fundy, feeling nervous at the sight of Eret’s- weird smile.

It could just be his smile, but he’s getting a weird vibe towards it.

He stops thinking about Eret and instead, gives Fundy a big hug, it startled Fundy, but he returns the hug back.

Tommy whispered in to Fundy’s ear, “I miss Techno, and Sam.” He says, looking down Fundy’s shoulder, frowning.

Fundy, still hugging Tommy, doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t know if he’ll ever find Techno or that Sam guy.

He just hopes that luck will be on his side for once.

He knows the group is now apart because of him. He was stupid enough to think he could actually save Hbomb.

Telling Hbomb to keep it cool, try keeping it up until they get somewhere, but at the end. It all fell down on to the group.

He ran, taking Tommy- which he shouldn’t have but that- that thing was not Fundy’s friend anymore, it was a monster.

And- Tommy could have died if Fundy didn’t take him, so he doesn’t regret his choices.

He does regret taking Hbomb, but that was Fundy’s friend. He really didn’t want to think about this right now.

He sighs. “We’ll get to Techno soon. I promise.” He says. He really does- prays that luck is on his side.

Eret could maybe help the two find the pink headed man?

He’ll ask ‘em later.

“I think it’s time you guys rest. You guys seem to have had a long day huh?” Eret tells them, smiling warmly.

Fundy and Tommy let go of each other, for some reason Tommy moved a little closer towards Fundy.

Fundy, looked out of the window near them, yeah, it was getting pretty dark outside.

He’ll ask Eret maybe- tomorrow..

“Yeah, it is. I suggest we do” Fundy turns to Tommy, “get some rest?” He tells the boy.

“But- maybe..” Eret says. “You guys should take a shower.” He says smiling.

“No offense.”

“None taken.”

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“DREAM?!”

“DREAM?! Where are you?!” Puffy cried out.

She was panicking, tears forming in her eyes, but she kept trying not to let them out.

Its been hours, searching for her son. She wants to see him, to hug him, to yell at him for being so stupid and leaving.

He called for Phil, to come and help, but his room was locked- so was Wilbur.

It..it was really suspicious, but maybe- maybe they’re just upset. Who wouldn’t be if your brothers/sons were gone, out there not knowing where they were.

Puffy knows, she knows that.

She knows that because of Drista. And right now- because of Dream.

.

..

She was tugged, by her jacket. She looked down, Tubbo.

Tubbo looked at her, confused.

“What- what happened?” He asked, confused.

Tubbo had long brown bangs, reaching down to his eyes. She would have to take not of trying to find something to cut it off.

She looked at him, worry in her eyes.

“Tubbo. I- I.” She stuttered out.

She breathes in, closing her eyes. “It’s nothing sweetheart. We’re- we’re just looking for someone.” She says.

She smiles at him, although it is strained.

Tubbo looks at her, frowning. “You’re looking for Dream, aren’t you?” He says, frowning.

Puffy’s eyes widened. “I-“ She stops. She doesn’t know what to say.

“It’s ok, I know. I couldn’t find him either.” He said, looking down to his shoes.

“I checked his room, but he wasn’t there..”

Puffy looks at him, browns furrowing, a frown on her face. She crouches down to hug the boy.

“I’m so sorry Tubbo. I’m so so sorry, I- I’m supposed to protect you boys, but I- I just.” He returns the hug back to her.

“It’s alright, I know. I should’ve told you sooner, i’m sorry.” He tells her frowning.

“No- no, it’s not your fault Tubbo. It was never your fault.” She reassured. She plucked her head out of his shoulder blade looking at him, with concern and dread.

Tubbo looks down again.

She wants to cry. She doesn’t want her youngest to feel as if he was the one at fault. Because- he wasn’t.

She hugs him once again.

He doesn’t hug her back, he just stills.

“We cannot tell Foolish about this.” He tells Puffy, she backs away from the hug, looking at her son confused.

“He.. He wanted to see Dream today.” Tubbo tells her.

“Why is that?” She asked him.

“To apologize.” He tells her, and she’s now really confused.

“Apologize? Apologize for what exactly?” She asks ‘em? What would Foolish apologize for?

He breathed in and out, just like she taught ‘em.

“He said- he said that, he was the reason D-Drista got split up with us. And that he was at fault. Dream.. Dream was upset about Drista not being here.” He tells her, taking in another breath. “We heard.. well, Foolish heard Dream crying one time, and- a few uhm days ago, him speaking to someone.” He finishes.

Puffy now has a lot of questions.

Who was Dream talking to? What did Foolish do to Drista that made him feel so guilty? Puffy- Puffy couldn’t think.

“O-ok. I, I got it. I won’t tell him I promise.” She says, patting him down. She stands up and tells him to go to the room.

She sighs, what is she gonna do..?

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Techno was not getting sleep tonight.

Not at all. He was going to find his baby brother and Wilbur’s little ginger friend. But right now, he was as tired as ever, searching for the two and his father and other brother combined. It- it was a lot of stress.

He promised that he would find them. He would find them and finally become happier together.

He knew that they wouldn’t be happy like before this whole thing happened- but they would be happier together.

It was pretty dark and his eyes were drooping shut. He tried shaking and slapping himself, to stop the sleep creaking up on him.

But, sleep won this fight.

He found- wow, he found an apartment building. That was harder to find here in- wait- where exactly was he?

Right.

He was down in Las Nevada’s. Las Nevada’s named after the person was it- Quackity? Yeah. Him and Techno never really were cool with one another.

But, he rested in an apartment at Las Nevada’s.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“I think we should rest here.” Was the first words Phil had said after the disaster with, y’know- Dream..

“I think we should.” Wilbur told him.

It wasn’t a big place, like there house, it was a small little cottage.

It looked similar to a mushroom style.

They walked towards it, Wilbur having a weapon in hand, Phil as well, prepared.

They opened the door slowly.

Only to hear a scream.

Once the door was opened widely, they noticed a woman. Brown hair, two pigtails but her hair falling down, a little pink outfit. She had a knife in hand.

She looked at them with wide eyes.

They looked back at her, eyes widening as well, putting there hands up.

Uh-Oh

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Tommy finished taking a bath in the nice, warm water Eret had on for him. He washed all the dirt off of him, noticing it all as it made the water a little dirty.

He had washed his hair as well, cleaning out all the dirt and some- leaves? In his hair.

Honestly he was a mystery.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Later on, Eret had set up Tommy and Fundy’s rooms.

It was a surprise at how one person had many rooms, but maybe he had family living with him before.

Tommy didn’t think anything weird about it and lied down on the bed.

It was a kids room, maybe for a kid Eret must’ve had here?

It was weird though.

There was a bad stench in the room, but Tommy didn’t want to be rude so said nothing when given the room.

Eret stood by Tommy though. Waiting for him to sleep then going to Fundy’s.

Tommy isn’t gonna lie, at first he thought of Eret as cool, but now, he feels really weird about Eret.

Eret was there, sitting next to Tommy, stroking his blonde hair, reading him some stories before they went to bed.

Tommy liked the touch, as it reminded him of Techno when they would rest.

That was before he moved on to Fundy’s room.

He couldn’t hear anything in Fundy’s room. Maybe he was also reading Fundy a bedtime story!

Eret was nice, calm and quiet most of the time.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

Tommy woke up, he felt cold. He thought he was sick. He stood up on top of the bed, blankets lying around.

He touched himself to only find sweat coming down his face. He was confused.

Turning to the half open door, seeing hair move away quickly.

He was confused, and kind of scared.

‘Was someone watching him?’ ‘Was that Fundy?’ ‘No, Fundy’s hair was orange.’ ‘Was that Eret?’

Tommy got up off the bed, floorboard creaking a bit. Tommy winced at the noise.

He opened the door a bit, making sure Fundy was asleep and that no one would or could hear him.

Once he thought the coast was clear he walked out.

He heard noises coming from the other side of the house.

He thought it was Eret.

So he didn’t mind, although Eret was giving Tommy weird vibes he wasn’t all that bad.

He decided instead- since he woke up this way to get a snack.

As he was making his way to the kitchen, he heard a bit of yelling.

He was watching Eret’s doorway, making sure the guy wouldn’t come out of the room.

Tommy waited before trying to get to the cabinet.

He then got up, grabbing some food. He grabbed some gummy’s in a box, Eret liked gummy’s! Wow maybe Tommy was wrong about Eret.

As he was getting the gummy’s he made a noise.

He dropped a little box.

He then heard silence, looking towards Eret’s door way.

Tommy closed the cabinet, grabbing the box and placing it on the counter.

As he was about to place it, his hand was grabbed harshly.

Tommy yelped at that, eyes widening.

His eyes were met with an angry Eret.

But Eret calmed down when he saw it was Tommy. He let go of Tommy’s hand.

Tommy felt scared. Did he make Eret mad? What happened? His arm stung a little, holding it tightly.

“I’m..sorry Tommy.” Eret says, frowning.

Tommy looked up at Eret, worry in his eyes.

Eret started smiling. “Why don’t you go back to bed and rest.” He tells the boy.

The boy nods and runs up to his room, hiding under the covers.

Yeah no, Tommy did not like Eret anymore.

He was weird.

He would have to tell Fundy about this tomorrow.

But maybe- maybe Tommy made him mad. Maybe Eret just got scared, it could’ve been a walker in his house without him knowing, or a stranger.

Tommy now felt guilty.

He would apologize to Eret tomorrow.

Right now he wanted to rest, forgetting about the gummy’s he got from the cabinet.

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Tommy woke up feeling sick, as in- like- sick when you eat something expired or really really bad.

He groaned at the pain he felt in his stomach, feeling as if he was about to puke his guts out. He got up from the soft bed he was lying down in, about to head to the bathroom nearest.

He felt as if he was about to throw up, so he ran faster, now vomiting whatever he ate that bothered his stomach.

He never liked vomiting, it sucked, he never usually got sick either, so this was a wonder. He called out to Fundy- who probably was still asleep.

It was what? About 10a.m? Tommy doesn’t know, he just hates this. But he seemed to have woken up someone else, as brown curls entered the bathroom.

He looked up to spot Eret, who was walking towards him, seating next to him rubbing his back.

Tommy was delighted to have Eret here, although seeing him puking his guts out made him a bit embarrassed. As Tommy was puking, Eret chuckled. Tommy didn’t know why, it was weird.

“You’ll get used to this.” He says, smiling happily.

Tommy turned to look at him lazily, he was confused at what Eret had meant, yet throwing up once more.

He hates this. He misses Techno, Wilbur, Dad.

Eret kept rubbing soothing circles on his back to keep him calm. It was helping a little bit as Tommy was keeping calm.

“I’ll get you some ginger I might have, maybe that’ll help?” He tells the boy, he takes his hand off Tommy’s back now standing and walking out of the bathroom.

Tommy just kept puking, he wanted to cry. The taste of puke in his mouth and the disgusting green in the toilet. Yeah- so- it was gross.

Eret came back in with some ginger candy. Eret opened it, handing it to Tommy.

Tommy, never really being sick to the pony of puking took it. He made a ‘blegh’ sound as it was kinda gross. The candy tasted nasty to the point he was about to spit it out.

“Take it, it’ll help you with your little stomach ache.” Eret tells the boy smiling sweetly.

Tommy was grumpy, it tasted like garbage even though he’s never tasted garbage before,

only garbage was Wilbur’s cooking. It tasted like trash the first time Wilbur made something. Literally mac & cheese. How do you screw that up so poorly?!

He smiled at the thought of his brother, smile fading instantly at the thought that Wilbur wasn’t here with him to tell him ‘he was alright’ and that ‘it’ll go away eventually’.

His lips twitched, his eyes watering up, he rubbed at them stopping any tears that would fall from his eyes.

He could wait. He would be able to wait.

He will find them and they will find him.

They are looking for him! Right?

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“Sorry about yesterday.” The girl- Tina. Tells Wilbur and Phil.

Yesterday was kinda weird, but- she did allow them to sleep at hers for the night. She was really sweet, getting to know her.

They couldn’t be more thankful to meet her, as they took most snacks but leaving most with..Dream as they left.

She made them some cookies! Although they weren’t anything- like breakfast or lunch they were really good.

Wilbur thought of Tommy, of how much he would have loved these cookies.

He smiled at the thought of the little blonde boy smiling happily handing Techno and his Dad a cookie.

Wilbur hopes to find his brothers soon, hopes they aren’t gone or one of those things roaming around the streets and almost anywhere you go.

For now, he’ll just have to wait.

But it won’t be easy since him and his father aren’t on talking terms, still upset over the fact that Wilbur left Dream behind.

He still thinks about the boy, his cry’s and screams, his green eyes and how he looked. It was heartbreaking at most, but he was holding them back.

After he found out his sister was one of them, he didn’t move. He would’ve killed Wilburs dad and Wilbur, if it wasn’t for Wilbur they wouldn’t have made it out alive.

He does still feel bad for leaving the poor teen behind, not knowing what to say if he ever meets face-to-face with Puffy.

He enjoys the cookie, having a conversation with the Tina girl, talking about different things, his brothers, his music, all of it.

She enjoyed listening to it, she even asked if he could play something for her to listen too.

He smiled and nodded.

His father looked at him, then looking back at the chocolate chip cookie he had been eating.

Wilbur stares back at him, smile turning in to a frown.

He has never frowned when looking at family, only a smile traced his face at times.

He wonders why? What caused him to make such an impulsive move? He tarnished his relationship with his father.

He feels horrible, but just says nothing.

𖦹𒊹𖦹

“Are you alright now, Tommy?” Eret asks the boy gently touching his hair.

The boy smiled awkwardly as he did not enjoy Eret’s company. “Yeah, thanks.” He said.

He was right about Eret being weird. Screw giving an apology to this guy.

Fundy woke up a little later on, he also had felt sick, his stomach aching, but he didn’t puke. Not like Tommy who some how couldn’t handle the food.

‘Maybe the lack of food could possibly be the reason?’ He thought to himself.

He met with Tommy, a little later after he threw up. Asking if he was alright and wanted to rest for now.

‘Maybe it was the running around for months for the boy. I mean- when has he had a good normal breakfast.’ He thought about it again.

All they have been doing was eating scraps and junk they can find easily in places no one else goes to, or can’t go to. Not anymore.

Tommy doesn’t deserve this. Nobody deserves to live in the cursed world, where there is only two things to do, survive and die.

Tommy is only twelve. Fundy being a bit older by at least four years.

Fundy doesn’t want to live like this, he doesn’t want to be here. He wished, and prayed, maybe things would be different.

‘In another world..’ he guessed.

He hopes that Eret can take care of Tommy, as he can’t do that no longer. He doesn’t want the boy to suffer, but he himself doesn’t want to either.

He’s a coward, he knows it. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last long without his friend- Hbomb by his side. But now that he’s gone, what is there to live for? Who is there to live for?

They’ll eventually die anyways? Why not make it quick?

He wants to end it easily for himself. But he- he just can’t do it. He dreads and fears death. He never thought about dying until this whole situation came to life.

He knew he couldn’t make it. But he doesn’t want to do it.

He’s not ending it here, as he is sort of suspicious of the owner Eret. Sure- he would want him to watch over Tommy and help make more breakfast’ and dinners for the kid. But he has a weird aura.

He always wears a strained smile, Fundy can tell as he uses one to help the kid not panic or freak out when in bad timing.

He doesn’t know why he feels like this. The man could be a good person and he just— accuses him of being weird and having a bad aura and—

He wants to leave this place alone.

He doesn’t want to bring Tommy out there, and if Fundy dies, he does not want to see Tommy’s face.
A horrified expression that would latch on to that blonde little boys face. He couldn’t help but dread the day of his death.

It felt so soon. He wondered why? He doesn’t understand the meaning of his life. Except that he has to survive, and die in the ending.

Living means nothing if you’re just going to die in the end.

But he doesn’t want to die just yet. He wants a chance. And a chance is what he’ll receive.

⭢⭢⭢⭢

“Foolish?” Tubbo calls out, worriedly.

He hears soft sniffles coming from the closet, walking closer towards it and opening it up.

He locks his eyes on foolish, wiping his tears away, lips trembling while looking down. He’s sat on the ground, knees up to his chin.

Tubbo looks down at him, frowning at the image of his older brother crying.

He holds the closet door opened. “Foolish? What’s the matter?” He asked the boy.

The boy wipes away the tears that form once more. “I heard you and Puffy, is Dream actually…gone?” He asked.

Tubbo’s heart stings. He looks at Foolish, wide eyes.

Foolish looks back down, tears forming again. “So, I was right..” He said, so low you wouldn’t be able to hear it.

Tubbo walks into the closet, letting the closet door shut. He then sits beside Foolish, frowning at him.

Foolish looks away from Tubbo, still wiping the forming tears that pop out of his eyes.

Foolish is hurt. He lost both Dream and Drista. He knows Tubbo may feel this way, but he can’t help but think about himself right now. Yes it’s selfish but he lost them too.

The little boy moves closer to Foolish, putting his left arm around Foolish, and his head against Foolish’s shoulder.

They sit there for a while, staring at the stuff in the closet as the (not so working) light shines on them, not to brightly.

“Do you think he’ll be back?” Foolish asks out of the blue.

Tubbo, wants to reassure Foolish, but he knows what’s happening out there. He knows, he’s not dumb. He sees the people eat one another, turning into ‘zombies’ is what he calls em.

“I think so, he’ll find his way back.” ‘hopefully’ is what he wanted to say, but reassuring Foolish means less crying.

Foolish smiles sadly, putting his head on Tubbo’s, closing his eyes shut.

‘I’ll find him.’ Tubbo thinks, and he means it.

⭢⭢⭢⭢

“Are you feeling alright, Tommy?” Eret asks him.

Tommy feels weird. His stomach is still twisting and turning, but it doesn’t feel as bad as how it was before. He’s lying down on the bed, Eret sitting beside him.

He nods his head to Eret, smiling a bright smile. Eret returns the smile with a soft one.

Eret, moves to lie down towards Tommy, staying near the door entrance. Eret smiles once more at Tommy, Tommy returning it.

He feels tired, eyes feeling droopy. Eret puts his hand on to Tommy’s blonde hair, playing with it. Tommy puts his head onto Eret’s shoulder.

Eret looks at the boy who seems tired, staring while smiling.

“Have a nice rest, Tommy.” He tells the boy.

He puts his head on top of Tommy’s and rests next to him, a smile tugged on to his face.

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“-ey?” “Hey!” Someone shouts.

Techno grunts and groans. He opens his eyes slowly, seeing a figure over him.

He thinks ‘Am I gonna die?!’ and ‘is that a walker?!’ he knows walkers don’t speak, they only make those grunts and noises.

“-nap don’t be so loud!” The other whispers.

“Sorry..” The other man tells em’.

Techno sits up from the bed, holding his head.

Once he gets his vision back he notices the three boys in his room.

He stares at them, while on the bed, awkwardly.

He just looks at them as they look at him.

Then he hears a familiar voice.

“Techno?!” He hears someone say, and he sighs.

“Quackity.” Techno says, deadpanned expression with his monotone voice.

He is not all that excited to meet with Quackity once again, after there.. little(?) argument.

“Holy sh*t!” Quackity shouts out. “Your alive!” He giggles smiling happily.

The other boys, who Techno also recognizes stand behind Quackity, looking down to the ground.

Techno looks at him and notices why. “Your that kid- uh- Tommy had a problem with.” He tells the boy.

Quackity looks behind himself, only to face Sapnap, who stares at the ground.

Quackity raises a brow but turns back to Techno.

Techno thinks for a moment. Then snaps his fingers. “snapnap, yeah.” He says.

The boy on Quackity’s left starts giggling, teasing Snapnap and he tells the other to ‘shut up.’

Quackity sighs, “It’s Sapnap” he tells Techno, and Techno makes an ‘O’, then turns to Sapnap. “My bad.” He tells the boy.

“No problem- G-George stop laughing!” He whispers to the other, who seemingly cannot stop laughing.

Sapnap starts cursing him out and a whole small argument breaks down about then name.

“How’d you make it this far?” Quackity asks.

Techno tugs his feet out of the soft covers that made him warm, now feeling the chill in the place.

“I wasn’t alone.” He tells the other boy, hands rubbing his eyes.

“Oh, yeah. Wheres- uhm. Wheres Wilbur and the others?” He asks the man.

The man looks at him, than sighs. “I lost them on the way.” He tells the boy. “Tommy, I..” He stops. “I lost him a week ago, he went with Fundy, walker attack.” He tells the boy.

“Walker attack?” Quackity questions.

“It’s what Tommy calls them, since and I quote what he said “They walk funny.” He smiles while repeating the words of his younger brother.

Quackity giggles and smiles. “That’s Tommy alright.” He says, softly spoken.

The laughing then gets cut down.

“Is he.. gone?” Quackity asks Techno.

Techno looks down to the cold ground. “I.. I don’t know, but i’m looking for him.” He says with sincerity.

Quackity looks at him, then looks down to the hard wood floor. “I believe you will.” He tells the man, and maybe, just maybe, Techno’s been wrong about that whole argument they had a few months ago.

He was told how he ‘held grudges’ but thought it was a joke, now he knows.

No. It wasn’t a joke.

After that heart felt conversation they hear yelling and cursing.

“Keep it down! They could find us any minute!” Quackity shouts, not to loud though.

“Sorry Q, George is being a total d*ck to me though!” He whines to the boy.

“George” Quackity shouts out.

“What d’you want quackity?” He says, sassy tone.

“Good job.” He tells the boy grinning.

Sapnap let’s out a jokingly betrayed gasp.

Techno watching this all happen and could really care less.

Then a thought came to him.

“What the hell are you three doing in my room anyways?” He questions, and all three of the boys look at him.

They all look at one another.

“We thought you were one of those things so we came in to like- assassinate you- or- whatever.” Quackity says.

Techno just smirks.

“Idiots.” And lays right back down.

Now he hears yelling and shouting and he groans.

Teenagers, so whiney.

Chapter Text

Tw: Mentions of Vomit, Knives, cannibalism, blood.

“Well, thank you Tina, for allowing us to stay! But I think we should get going.” Wilbur says with a smile on his face.

Tina looks at him and smiles back. “Oh no worries, I would help anyone in a time like this!” ‘Minus trying to kill us the first time we got here.’ Wilbur thought chuckling.

Tina must have known what he was thinking, smiling of embarrassment.

Phil was very quiet the whole way through. He didn’t talk much, didn’t look around, and only said thank you when she offered something.

Wilbur knows why he’s this way, but doesn’t question it.

“Well, I guess we’ll be on our way.” He tells her, packing up all of his things. Phil packs up as well.

“It was lovely to meet Tina, and thank you, again.” He tells her. He opens the door up and walks out, Phil following behind.

Tina stood from the doorway, smiling at them while waving, her other hand holding the door handle.

She then closed it when they turned away from her.

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Wilbur didn’t enjoy the quiet. Not for long at least.

He remembers a time, where it was quiet. Where all he wanted was quiet. But now? He wants nothing more than loud noises of cars honking, music playing from streets and so much more noise.

The silence used to be peaceful. But now? He wants nothing more than just a little ounce of noise, instead of his bag rustling against his back and his shoes tapping against the concrete ground.

It’s unbearable. He used to get angry and any noise he heard. When hearing Tommy yell or laugh or go on rants, he would tell him to quiet down.

But now? He wants to hear the little guys voice again, just one more rant, one more or his little giggles and laughs.

He wants nothing more than his brothers back.

His bites his lip, looking down at the ground while walking.

Phil was, quiet, walking.

Wilbur looked up to turn and catch a glimpse of his dad. He was looking down at the ground as well. No bright smile on his face as usual. No bright blue eyes, the same ones as his brother in there. They’re dark.

He turns away from the man, knowing he screwed up.

He tries to talk with his father, yet no words come out. What could he say? What should he say?

“Dad..” He says lowly.

He hears a hum from the man behind him.

Wilbur stops in his track, turning to look at his dull father. He looks at him with pain and regret.

“Look.. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight and- he was crying- and I didn’t know what to do so I-“ He stops himself, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

“I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry.” He says, pain in his eyes.

Phil looks at him with a frown. He grabs Wilbur and pulls him into a tight hug.

Wilbur seemingly shocked at this, doesn’t hug back until he finally feels the need to.

He didn’t notice the hot tears that came, streaming down his face as his eyes were closed.

He didn’t notice his father speaking to him in a hush sounding voice. He didn’t notice it. But it felt nice.

He felt warm inside. This was nice.

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Fundy walked in on the scene, seeing Tommy curled up on to Eret, sound a sleep.

He smiles at that, knowing- maybe- Tommy would be better here with Eret.

Fundy walks closer towards them, waking up Tommy. Tommy looks at him and smiles, feeling less sick than he remembers.

“Hey, Tommy.” Fundy whispers, making sure Eret doesn’t hear him.

Tommy’s eyes are droopy, still low after waking up seconds ago. He manages to smile to the ginger though.

“Hey, Fund-” He yawns, still sleepy.

Fundy chuckles a little at that. “You still tired? We’ll have to leave soon.” He tells the boy. The boy looks up at him, now fully awake.

He frowns at the man, not wanting to leave just yet.

Fundy makes a face at the boy as well. “We have to find Techno, Tommy.” He tells the boy, and Tommy’s face beams with happiness.

“Let’s go!” He shouts out loud, startling Eret out of his rest.

Eret’s eyes are wide, looking at both the boys.

He then breathes in and out, placing a hand on his heart. “You two scared me” He giggles.

They both stare at him, trying not to laugh.

Eret then moves his legs off of the bed, stretching his arms out, and yawning. Once he finished, he looked at the two boys, smiling.

“Would you two like breakfast?” He asks them.

They both look at one another, nodding there heads.

“Great! I’ll make one of my favorites!” He tells the two, walking towards the door and to the kitchen.

Both the boys make funny looking faces at one another before both walking with Eret.

Eret let Tommy brush his teeth saying how ‘Tommy still smelled like vomit’. Tommy went up to go, coming back down a few minutes later.

Fundy, sitting on the couch, half asleep once again.

Tommy then tackled Fundy, Fundy only reacting in a split second shrieked. Tommy laughed loudly at that as he sounded like a little girl.

“You sound like a little b*tch” He says laughing.

The room is quiet.

Fundy smiles, “What did you say?” He says to the boy.

The boy now realizing what he’d done panics. “I said you sound like a little- girl!” He said laughing nervously.

Fundy smirked, “Yeah, ok” He said lying down on the sofa.

Tommy held his hand towards his chest, make a quick ‘phew’ noise. He then sat down next to Fundy, smiling.

“We’re gonna find Techno! And Wilbur! And Dad!” He says, hope in his voice. Fundy smiles at that. (Hoping that he does find them, for he cannot deal with this child alone.)

“Breakfast is ready boys!” Eret shouts out.

Both Tommy and Fundy get up and start sprinting towards the breakfast.

It smelled amazing, (as Eret does make good food) it had eggs, and bacon and-

“What’s that?” Tommy points out the strange looking food on the side. He looks back at Eret confused.

Eret turns around and looks at the food, turning towards Tommy smiling.

“It’s a special food i’ve made for years, I never tell anyone what it is.” He giggles, and Tommy and Fundy both looked confused, before Eret finsihes what he’s about to say. “It’s my special thing.” He tells em before leaving.

They pay no mind of it and sit down to eat there first meal. It is delicious, Eret really does cook up miracles, even in a whole apocalypse.

“How did you find these things without going outside? With those- things.” Fundy questions Eret.

Eret stops. He turns to Fundy smiling a creepy smile. “I’ve had these for a while, never got to use em’ on people though.” He tells the boy, turning back to what he was doing.

Fundy questions what he means by that but instead, goes back to eating his meal.

After they both finish eating the foods they know about, they try the ‘special food’ Eret was going on about.

Tommy gulped as he picked up the food, it was sorta slimy and smelled like something he had never smelled before.

Fundy picked up his as well, grimacing at the smell and looks of the the inside of the food.

They can hear Eret washing things, maybe the pans and plates they were using from yesterday and today.

They both look at each other with a worrisome glare, like the food is going to kill them.

Fundy mouthes ‘On three’, Tommy nods looking at it.

‘One’ He mouthes.

‘Two’

There is a pause, Fundy still looking at the food he is holding.

‘Three’

The both open there mouthes and bite down.

It isn’t as bad as they thought it would be.

Is what they would have said if they thought of it that way.

Tommy felt like puking up all of his food he finished from few minutes ago, Fundy coughing, putting the food down back on the plate.

Tommy puts his food down as well, coughing too.

The sink is no longer making sounds of water, instead it is quiet.

Eret not making a sound at both the boys. He doesn’t turn back to them, instead just faces the cabinets he’s near at the top.

The quiet lasts for a little longer.

“Do you guys..not like it.” He says, but it sounds- more darker than the tone he uses normally towards em’.

They grabbed glasses of water that they were drinking before hand and try to convince Eret that they enjoyed his food.

Eret turned to them, with nothing but a dull stare. Not filled with rage, anger, hurt- not anything. He just- stares.

“Alright.” He says, quietly turning back to the sink.

Eret cleans off all of the blood that was on his hands. He worked really hard for that. He had to go hunting for those little “walkers” is what Tommy calls em.

He’s not really near those ‘walkers’ so he had to search for em once more since he was running out of meat.

He placed all the meat in freshly baked things covering up how moldy and ugly it looked.

But he wouldn’t say it was so bad to the point they would vomit.

He’s never had lots of people here over the few months, just a few before though..

What were there names?

Ah yes, Bad (weird name) and Kelly? Keppy? Oh yes! Skeppy.

Eret and his memories.

He wishes they stood longer, but they left by midnight while he was resting.

Hm..

He doesn’t want his two boys to leave just yet, or see this ‘Techno’ guy just yet.

But when he heard them, coughing up to the point the little one was going to vomit he knew, he wouldn’t have enough time.

Which is why he is going to have a plan. A plan for them to say with him. Live better, and understand the reasoning of his doings.

Sounds perfect! He loves that idea!

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“So where are we going exactly?” Techno questions the three others.

“To Karl, he’s in another room of mines” Quackity says, walking silently.

The two other boys stopped fighting, both of them just having theres hands grumpily folded with pouts on there faces.

Once they reach the room, Quackity silently opens the door, hearing raspy noises.

“Now. I need you not to freak out. Ok?” Quackity asks Techno, who nods in response.

They hear raspy noises again, coming from the room. It’s similar to-

Karl is making the raspy noises.

Techno is in disbelief.

They have a walker here.

“What the hell Q?!” Techno shouts, eyes wide opened.

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Techno was panicked, why the hell did Quackity have a walker named Karl in this place?!

What was Quackity thinking?! These things, from Techno’s experience, eat people! He was disturbed with the whole situation.

He then let out a low huff, seemingly not ok with that ‘thing’ being there, and decided to talk with the trio, plus the walker- y’know?

“Quackity.” He said in a dark low tone.

The boy turned to him, seemingly worried. Techno couldn’t stand the fact that they had a walker here, in this place.

Do they know? Do they know that these ‘things’ eat people?

“Quackity, what the hell is this?! What’s going on?” He said, concern laced in his voice.

Quackity looks at Sapnap and George for help, but they’re quiet as well, staring down at the ground as if it is the most interesting thing in the world.

Quackity sighs, “This is Karl, he was bitten.” He says.

“Well, yeah I can see that, but, why didn’t you just leave him?” He asked the boys, they just stood quiet, until Sapnap spoke up.

“He’s our friend, we would never do that, to any of us!” He told Techno, who was still in disbelief, they had a walker here.

“That friend of yours, eats people! Did you not know that Q?!” He tells the boy.

All three of the boys look down at the ground, the noises of the walker seemingly unbearable.

Techno doesn’t know what is happening, his head is spinning with shock and disbelief.

He should go, right now.

He needs to find Tommy at this moment.

He needs to find his family at this moment.

So he gets up.

Quackity picks his head up, “Where are you going?!” He asks the man with wide eyes.

Techno just walks away, grabbing his things, his hair is fading pink as he puts it up into a low ponytail.

It’s turning brown, Techno not really happy with that, moves on.

As he was getting all his things set, the trio ran to him, towards his room.

“You can’t go now!” Quackity shouts at him, Techno shushes him, “There’s still those things outside Q, quiet down.” He tells the boy with a stern face.

He turns back to his things, placing the bed neatly back into its place.

He ignores the three boys protest on him leaving, they tried stopping him as he went on.

“Techno!” Quackity shouts out, Techno just puts his pointer hand towards his mouth, telling him to hush.

The two boys follow along without there “walker” friend.

Techno walks out of the place down, looking straight forward. Not minding the three boys, who are still telling him to come back inside.

He will not deal with these boys that keep following him around like they’re children following there mother.

It’s really annoying, honestly.

He stops in his tracks, as he seems to be walking further away from Nevada’s.

He turns to the boys that follow him, raising a brow.

“Aren’t you guys missing someone?” He tells them, as he knows they’re missing there walker friend.

It takes them a few minutes to realize, before Sapnap’s eyes go wide as he runs back.

Quackity and George stare at him in confusion, until they realize who they’ve been missing.

They run back towards where Sapnap had ran.

Techno watches as they leave, looking straightforward, leaving them behind.

He doesn’t need to wait for those people who think that those “things” deserve to live, whether it’s family, friends, or not.

It’s better to go alone for him as well, not waiting for anybody, saving anybody will only get you caught up in the crossfire.

He will not sacrifice his life for anybody.
(That’s a lie and he knows it deep down. He’s saving his family, of course he couldn’t have meant it.)

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“Hm, maybe I cooked it wrong, my apologies to you two both!” Eret tells the boys as they clean up.

Luckily, Tommy didn’t puke up everything he had eaten. (Which is very little compared to what he used to eat.)

Eret frowns at them, “I’m very sorry, this is one of my favorite meals. I’m upset you won’t stay for long for some sweets though.” He tells the two boys with the fakest frown he’s ever done.

Tommy looks up at him, frowning. “No, no! It’s alright Eret!” He says, trying to cheer him up. “We’ll stay for desert!” He says smiling, looking at Fundy for reassurance.

Eret smiles at that, Fundy looks at him with a look he’s never seen, but he doesn’t mind it.

“Alright! Well I’ll surprise you guy with the sweets then! Any of you guys allergic to anything?” He questions.

Tommy thinks for a while, before shaking his head ‘no’.

Fundy responds with “Nothing really much, nuts? Probably? I had an allergic reaction to that once.” He tells the man.

He remembers how he had to go to the hospital for that one, so no he doesn’t just think.

‘Hm, maybe just keep the kid instead.’ Eret thought.

You can’t have someone allergic to something in an apocalypse, now can you?

“Hm, alright! I’m pretty sure we don’t have anything with nuts inside!” He tells the boy as he smiles.

Eret has always been a good liar, lying has become something he’s been used to nowadays.

Now for the past two months its been easier. At first it was difficult because it was the start of something new for him, and many others out there.

People screaming, others biting into peoples skin, ripping it off as if the person was nothing but food to them.

If Eret wanted to live, he needed to do something as well.

Which is why there are barely any of those “walkers” Tommy likes to call it, are here.

Eret has loads of places to find them, back at Pogtopia street, he heard a hoard was there, decided to check up on that place.

Then to the badlands, where he found the two, Skeppy and Bad, trenched in filth and blood, hairs matted with dirt and possibly more blood.

He took them in first. Started cooking meals, same way with the two boys, and then finally showed them the real meals.

It was walker skin. It was old and grimy, he grimaced at it first, thinking it was a bad idea to make.

When he first tried it, he didn’t think anything bad of it, actually, it became one of his famous and favorite meals anytime someone would stop by, maybe for a day, or for a week they would stop by.

He doesn’t mind company after all. He would love to see people either praise or grimace at the taste of his food.

It was nice almost, to tell whether or not they should stay or go.

He never liked the people leaving, at least without some supplies for help.

But, it’s fine now, he has a treat to make for the two boys.

Fundy might enjoy it.

It’s to 𝐝𝐢𝐞 for anyways, yeah?

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“Look there’s an apartment right there!” Wilbur tells his father, his eyes low, dark bags follow under.

His father turns to look at the building, old and trashed.

It’s good enough for now, even though Phil knew if he ever looked at it, he wouldn’t have looked at it again.

Phil yawns as Wilbur points to the apartment.

“Sure, that could work Wil.” He tells the boy sleepily.

The boy looks at him with gloomy eyes, tired of walking and waiting for something, anything to pop up.

Wilbur sighs, as does Phil, walking towards the old, now abandoned apartment.

As they open the doors for the entrance, it’s seemingly nice outside, cozy actually.

They feel the warmth hit them as they walk in. Feeling more tired now that the heat picked up.

Wilbur yawns loudly, before covering his mouth.

They still have to make sure that there are no zombie like creatures in this place.

As they roam around, to find an, actual, completely empty apartment, they relax.

They were extremely tired of walking. They’ve been walking for hours, apparently.

As they went to the second floor to open up apartment rooms, they searched for more food, possibly clothing that could fit them? And water, lots of water.

Some things were there, like food, but most were old and moldy, which made Wilbur sick to look at.

He couldn’t stand the smell of most rooms either.

Choosing the last door on the second floor since it smelled the least worse.

Phil chose the second to last door, next to Wilbur’s, making sure the boy wouldn’t do anything stupid.

It wasn’t honestly bad, wasn’t to much of a bad stench either. He could clean this up a bit.

They both checked there bedrooms as there wasn’t anything there.

There were TV’s in each apartment door but none worked. They were all staticky and wouldn’t turn on completely.

So they both let it be.

They had windows in each apartment, seeing almost everything outside.

It was nicer, better than the cold that promises frostbite outside.

It was January, still a bit snowy on the tracks but it wasn’t much to be concerned about.

They wouldn’t be able to last a breezy, snowy day. It would be to cold to look for there family and check for food.

Wilbur wonders where Techno and Tommy are right now?

How everyone else is doing and if they’re alive.

If Tina is alright for now, if that Niki lady is still mourning the loss of the ranboo kid.

He wonders if Puffy is alright. They’ve been gone for two days, no communication towards puffy because of no internet or no way of contacting her.

It’s much difficult without the internet, honestly.

It’s about maybe four in the afternoon, most dinner soon.

What they have is some chips in there bags, that they saved for if they had found Techno or Tommy, or both, either way is better than nothing.

They hope to find the missing pieces of there family soon.

Hopefully they’re alive, looking for them as well, other then that, it means the trip was meaningless.

Wilbur lies down in the bed. It’s quite comfortable now that he lays.

He wonder how his father is holding up. He know it took a twist with Dream, and everything that had happened.

He still regrets it. He doesn’t know how to feel, it was just a quick thing he thought of.

He couldn’t imagine if it was Tommy. He would’ve dropped Dream in an instant.

It’s hard to take in yes.

But he’d do absolutely, anything for this family.

Anything for them.

Kill for them, help them, find them.

That’s what he’ll do.

His eyes flutter closed, blankets on top of him as he rest, softly breathing.

Phil was about to ask about where to put the bags, when he found the boy huddled up in the blankets.

Phil’s heart warms as he remembers how all of his boys would lie down in the same bed, because Tommy or Wilbur would have nightmares.

They would stay with Techno, and although Techno may say he hated it, he always softly smiled when talking about it.

Phil chuckles every time he found the boys huddled up together in the same bed, blankets all on top of them as they all sleep peacefully.

He can’t help but miss it, trying his best not to upset Wilbur, of even hurt himself at this point.

It’s harder to think that he’ll probably never see those two again.

He shakes his head as he closes Wilbur’s door.

He needs to stay positive. He will find them, him and Wilbur together.

He goes to his room. They’ll both figure out the rest tomorrow.

He lies down on his bed and huddles up in the blankets.

He then closes his eyes, letting the time past by.

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It was night time now, Eret making the deserts a little later than expected.

It was nice though. They got to spend some time in a nice warm house, instead of the freezing cold.

Tommy can’t help but miss Techno at this moment.

Miss his whole family at this point. They are like the light in the darkness, they know what to do when he’s hurt, upset, crying.

It’s like there his superheroes. They protect him from everything. He loves them and misses them so very much.

He misses braiding Techno’s bright pink hair, missing listening to Wilbur’s songs and lullabies.

He misses the sweet and good cooked meals and deserts from his father.

He wants everything back to the way it is, but, he’s here, with Fundy and Eret.

Not that he isn’t unhappy with that, as he has people who are here to protect him, but he can’t help but miss the comfort of his family being by his side.

Why can’t they come and find him?

Did they give up on finding him?

Are they out there, still?

Are they…

Are they dead?

He shakes his head at that thought.

They can’t be.

They will find him, and they’ll all be happy together, once again.

But he just can’t help but miss them though. Them laughing when Tommy would make a joke, the family meals, and the pranks.

Tommy misses those moments, wishes he could go back in time to those times.

He feels tears forming in his eyes. He closes his eyes, breathing in and out, wiping at his wet eyes.

He doesn’t like thinking about that, so instead he just waits for Eret to arrive with there deserts.

Tommy actually hasn’t noticed, but it’s been a few days with Eret, maybe four or five days?

A week?

Tommy lost count after day three, deciding that this is where him a Fundy were staying for now.

He still wants to find Techno, but he promised Eret they would stay for desert.

They’ll probably leave after that, he feels kind of bad leaving Eret though.

He knows how being alone would probably suck.

“Tommy! Fundy! Your deserts are ready!” He shouted out towards them, walking over to the living room, is where they were.

They were both sat on the couch, waiting for the desert.

Tommy was beaming brightly, as he hasn’t had a desert in- how long as he not had a desert this well?

He’s only taken deserts from run down stores and houses that were filled with junk.

He couldn’t wait to find Techno and Sam and show them Eret, if they do find them in the meantime, they will enjoy this desert, made by the best baker/chef, Tommy jokes.

Eret, comes in with both sets of bowls, which looks like it contains ice-cream inside of them.

Tommy’s eyes sparkled, Fundy looked at him fondly, it was nice to see the boy smile through all of this. Like every worry was taken away by this ice-cream.

‘What a kid’, Fundy thinks to himself.

Eret hands Fundy’s his first, smiling brightly and the boy, he then turns to Tommy, smiling brightly as well.

“My secret recipe is in this!” He tells the two boys, smiling brightly.

The two boys take it from the man, then getting spoons to dig in.

Tommy was the first one to eat it, making a “mm” sound to show the man it tasted good.

Then Fundy tried his, making a humming sound to tell Eret it tasted well.

Eret was smiling, eyes crinkling as he clapped both his hands together.

“That’s great! Now you guys shall finish that up, and you guys can head out if you please.” He says softly.

And for a split second, he opens his eyes to find Fundy, holding his throat with wide eyes.

Tommy stares at him, wide eyes with concern.

Fundy starts coughing up a storm, turning red.

He tries to talk between coughs.

“What-“ He coughs again, holding his throat.

Tommy getting up, dropping his bowl on to the couch, running towards Fundy.

He holds on to Fundy, worry in his eyes.

Eret turns to them both, smirking as the boy chokes.

“-did you-“ He coughs out again, feeling as if he’s going to pass out.

Tommy finishes the sentence, “WHAT DID YOU DO?!” He shouts at the man, terror and panic in his eyes, holding Fundy.

Fundy doesn’t have anything in him to stop this, feeling completely out of it, likes he going to die, coughing a lot.

Eret looks at them both, hands behind his back while smiling.

“I didn’t do anything! But-“ He starts off, “I’ll tell you my secret ingredient.” He tells them, winking while having his right pointer finger towards his mouth.

Fundy feels like he’s going to die, that’s all he feels like.

Tommy knows where this is going, as he may be a kid, but he’s not dumb.

Eret used nuts inside of there ice cream.

How come they didn’t notice?!

Did he hide them well inside? Tommy didn’t see anything inside of his?

“My secret ingredient was nuts, Fundy.” He smiles at the boy, “You’ll make a perfect meal later on, while others come to join.” He tells the two.

Fundy looks at him with shock, coughing even more than before, panic filling in.

He can’t lose it right now, he still has to find Techno, and Wilbur, and the rest of the people he calls family.

“Then, i’ll take the boy with me, he’s safer with me anyways. You’re too young to be taking care of someone much younger, who needs shelter, clothing and food.” He tells Fundy, who’s on the verge of passing out from this.

There is no hospital to help him with this.

He doesn’t have anything on him to help him with this.

He knew he was done for.

But he still didn’t want to go down without a fight, but he couldn’t.

His eyes were doing tricks with him, black spots showing up.

“I will take care of the boy, he’ll be better off and happier here, with me!” Eret tells the both of them, smiling happily at the thought.

“YOUR CRAZY! I’M NOT STAYING WITH YOU- YOU MONSTER!” Tommy shouts out in a panic. Tears start to form in the boys eyes as he holds the ginger.

Fundy is feeling loopy, face still red, he closes his eyes, for just a few moments, just a few.

He can’t hear the shouting or crying of the boy he had to protect.

He couldn’t hear anything, after the panic, the allergic reaction, it was all to much.

He gave in.

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Techno found a little home to stay in, not too big, but it’s just the right size for him.

He checked every door there was, finding a baby play pen, this person probably had a kid, one room that had the baby bed and the persons bed.

There was a TV, but it wouldn’t work, as it only creates static noises.

There was not much food, but Techno could manage.

There was a small kitchen, sink still filled with dishes that were needed to be clean.

And a dog.

Wait.

A dog?

He heard a dog coming from somewhere at least.

Maybe he was losing his mind- y’know? Going crazy, after the incidents.

But then he heard a small bark, coming from the one of the places in this kitchen.

The last place he didn’t check was the small little door at the bottom of the sink.

He opened it to find a dog, very small, and it looks like it’s seen better days.

Techno frowns.

He can’t take it with him, and he knows that.

It’s barely alive, very skinny. The person must have left it here thinking they would come back, since they hid it.

The dog was lying down, the poor thing couldn’t move.

Techno couldn’t stand to see it like this, so instead

He grabbed a knife.

He looked at it with sad eyes, crouching down towards it. It will be in a better place, it will be happier with its owner if the owner isn’t alive.

The dog couldn’t move, the poor thing didn’t have any strength left to keep going.

And it starving to death would be more damaging then Techno killing it right here, right now.

He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes, he puts the knife inside of the dog, hearing a small whimper before it goes silent, from small little barks.

Techno opens his eyes, frowning at the sight of the dog.

At-least it wouldn’t have to starve, he thought.

He let go of the now bloody knife, putting it inside of where the dishes were.

Thank primes Tommy wasn’t here to witness that, he would’ve probably sobbed about it for the whole day.

Though, Techno misses the little boy, he’s glad he didn’t witness this.

Guilt rises up as he looks at the dog once more, “Sorry buddy, but, you’ll be with- possibly- someone you loved.” He said to the non-moving dog.

He gets back up from crouching, moving away from the dead dog.

He really did wish things were back to the way it was, it was better, it was peaceful, it was joyful, why did that have to change?

He can’t think negatively right now, he has to find his baby brother, and the rest of his family members.

He loves his family dearly, especially his little brother, he means the world to all three of them.

If anyone laid a finger on him or any of his family members, they would answer to him.

They’ve helped him through a lot, so he will repay there kindness.

He smiles at the thought of them, picturing them together once more, laughing, cracking jokes.

He will find them, and they will find one another.

They mean the world to him, and what they have given, he knows that he means the world to them.

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Phil woke up, hearing foot-steps coming from Wilbur’s room.

He wakes up in an instant, making sure nothing has happened to his son, or that he is alright.

He walks out with a knife in hand he found in the kitchen counter, less officiant but it’ll do.

He opens his door, nothing seems to be wrong out in the hallways though, as he looks outside.

He then walks towards Wilbur’s room, which is not locked, for some strange reason.

He opens the door, smoke hitting him straight in the face.

He coughs at the smell, as he hears ruckus coming from the front.

He puts his hand on his nose and starts pinching it, walking towards the scent.

It was Wilbur, he found out, smoking a cigarette.

“Where did you even find that?” Phil asks, tone heavy with disappointment.

Wilbur looks up at him with wide eyes, before taking the cigarette out of his mouth, frowning.

He points towards the kitchen, “In the drawers, there were a few in there.” He told his dad, staring down at the ground.

Phil takes his hand off of his nose, sighing at his son.

“Wilbur, throw that away.” He tells him, walking towards Wilbur.

Wilbur drops it onto the ground and steps on it, not looking at his father directly.

Phil looks at him once more, before hugging him tightly.

Wilbur in sudden shock doesn’t hold back, until he finally realizes and starts hugging his father back.

He’s crying again, he couldn’t stand cigarettes, but he just needed one to lighten himself up.

He couldn’t stop thinking about his two brothers, how they’re out there, they could be together and ok, or not, or they could be separated.

Those weren’t good, and Wilbur knew so.

“I’m sorry” He tells the man, apologizing like a little kid who took candy without permission.

Phil runs his back, shushing him as he cries into his arms.

“It’s alright, It’s alright.” He tells the boy, over and over again until the boy’s cries calm down.

He pulls Wilbur out to the hug, holding him by the shoulders.

Wilbur doesn’t look at his father, looking down at the ground.

“Now, I don’t want to see you with those anymore, I know you don’t like them.” Phil said, smiling a little, trying to lighten up his sons mood.

The son smiles, hugging his father once again.

This is a moment Wilbur never wants to let go of.

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Tommy screams and sobs as the ginger let’s go of consciousness.

Yelling at Eret, he knew Eret was a wrong’un.

But he hurt- murdered Fundy.

Eret was talking to him softly, trying to hug him to calm him down. Tommy wanted nothing to do with him.

He tried to get closed to Fundy, trying to hold him, make sure he’s alright.

But Eret didn’t let him, hugging the boy while shushing him quietly.

Tommy only cried at harder, he missed Techno, Wilbur, and his father.

He misses his friends Ranboo and Tubbo. He misses Puffy, and-

He doesn’t know what to do. He feels like such a little kid, like a five year old crying to there parents.

Eret pulls Tommy into his shoulder, letting the boy cry, calming him down and putting his hands through his hair.

Fundy is lied there, unconscious, as Tommy is being held tightly like he’ll just run out of the house, which he probably would have anyway.

Tommy tried, struggling to get away from Eret’s hold, but he wouldn’t budge.

He tried to pull, to get away, to get to Fundy, to run, but there was no use.

Eret wasn’t letting go of him.

Tommy screamed and hollered. Screaming “Helps” but no one could hear him. It was only silent.

They were in the living room, so close to the front exit door, yet it felt out of reach to Tommy, as he tugged and pulled away from Eret.

He was looking back at Fundy, he was still unconscious, he looked more dead though, Tommy didn’t know whether if he was or not.

Eret was putting his hands through Tommy’s hair, trying to calm him down.

It did work- slightly- but not all the way to make Tommy stop.

He really misses Techno.

That’s when the door had opened and- honestly- Tommy was not expecting to see this person- no- not just one person- but three?!

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When Sapnap was hearing wailing and crying, he was not expecting to find the blonde kid, he bullied- Tommy- and got beat up by Techno.

He stares at Tommy, then at the ginger on the ground, then at the man with brown hair- also staring at him with a shock look.

The brown haired guy let go of Tommy, Tommy running and hugging Sapnap made Sapnap still.

He looked at the blonde with wide eyes, putting his hand behind the blondes back.

Tommy was hugging his waist tightly, wailing and crying.

He could see the brown haired man still as well, looking at Sapnap with a glare.

Sapnap turns his head to see Quackity and George holding Karl with tape around his mouth.

He’s roped in, you could still hear him growling.

Sapnap turned back to see the boy- Tommy, still holding on to him.

As Sapnap still holds on to Tommy, the man gets up.

He turns to face Sapnap and Tommy, smiling at them both, “Well, isn’t this nice? More visitors?”, he said, clapping his hands together.

As Quackity and George made it with Karl, they froze at the front of the steps, seeing the same image he had.

Tommy froze, looking at the walker, his heart was beating so fast.

The brown haired man looked over at them, shocked and amused all at once, “You’ve also brought some food, amazing”, he said, still smiling.

Tommy started coughing and hiccuping, he had wide eyes.

Sapnap didn’t know what was going on, everything was happening all at once.

They find Tommy, who Techno was looking for, he’s met with a passed out ginger and a browned hair edge-lord.

Who possibly eats rotten dead corpse.

Tommy starts mumbling, then says in a higher voice, “What- Eret-“ Ah so his name is Eret.

“Eret-“ he coughs out, then a hiccup- “What- d-did me and F-Fundy” Ah, Fundy, chill dude, saw him in the hallway once with that tall brown headed man who also beat the ever loving hell out of him.

“Eat?!” He shouted at the man, who looked at Tommy with such a sinister smile.

“What- what did we eat.. Eret.” He cried out to the man, puffy blue eyes meeting brown bright ones.

He smiles and closes his eyes with such joy, it made Sapnap feel cold.

“I said I would make you my favorite, now didn’t I?” He says with such happiness in his tone.

Sapnap was confused, looking down at Tommy for answers, all he could see was the sick look on Tommy’s face, as if he was gonna puke or pass out.

Maybe pass out.

Yeah, pass out.

All of the men in the room froze, well except for Eret, he sighed instead.

He looked at all of them, then at Tommy, then at the ginger who was still passed out- Fundy.

Sapnap was holding Tommy, close as the brown headed man tried moving closer to the boy.

“Give him over, I can help him.” He told Sapnap, who was still holding him, tightly now.

He stares at the man in disbelief, “Why should I? He’s scared of you!” He shouted.

That’s when Quackity spoke up, “Techno’s looking for him, we just saw him yesterday.” He looks down at Tommy.

But then within a blink of an eye, George held the man- Eret- at gun point.

“I know what you did to Skeppy and Bad.” George said, his face timid with such hatred in his voice.

Eret smiled wide, all teeth showing, “Oh! Tell them I said ‘hi’, and that I really enjoyed them staying over!” He said smiling, he didn’t seem afraid of the gun that was being pointed at him.

Sapnap was thinking that this man was insane.

Instead the man walked backwards, hands up.

“Stop, or I will shoot you.” George said once, a warning.

The man didn’t listen instead backing up to the ginger, picking him up with a knife pointed at his neck.

Sapnap, George, and Quackity stared at the man, they were in disbelief, this man is evil.

Sapnap let go of Tommy, handing him to George, who still had the gun pointed at the man.

Sapnap put his hands up, smiling weakly, and nervously, “Uhm- we don’t mean any harm, w-“, he was cut of by the man.

“Then why is your man holding a gun towards me?” He questioned, sinister smile still in his face, “Hey you started th-“ George didn’t finish his sentence as he was shushed by Sapnap.

He turned back to Eret, who still held Fundy at knife point.

“We-“ Sapnap gulped down, nerves taking over. “We don’t mean harm, I swear.” Sapnap told the man.

Eret looked at all of them, tilting his head, “Then give me the kid, then there will be no harm done.” He says to them, pushing the knife into the gingers neck even more.

Sapnap doesn’t know what happened after, the only thing he really remembers was trying to tackle the man- Eret.

Then it faded black.

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“..ake up!” Sapnap heard only a little bit when he got up.

“wake up!” He heard again.

Sapnap got up in an instant, being hovered by a small boy. It was Tommy.

Sapnap groaned, he put his hand on his head, his head hurt like hell.

He opened his eyes to a blinding light, and he could hear yelling clearly now.

“Open this god damn door!” He heard one of his friends shout.

Tommy looked at him, relieved, still panicking but glad that Sapnap isn’t dead.

He may not have liked Sapnap for being his bully but he really didn’t want the man to die.

“I- he said- he told us- he told me I ate.” Tommy paused, tears still rolling down his face.

“He told me I ate skin- human- walker skin.” Tommy said, looking at Sapnap with a tears still blaring out.

“Am I- am I gonna, turn in to one of them?”, He said panicking.

Sapnap sighed, “No, that’s not how it works Tommy.” He said, putting a hand on Tommy’s shoulder.

Tommy nodded, panic becoming less and less.

“Open the door! Eret! I swear to god!” He heard Quackity shout out.

“Quackity-?” Sapnap said, but all that came out of the boy was a shout and bang at the doors.

Doors.

Where the hell were they?

Sapnap got up, Tommy holding him by his long sleeved shirt.

“The hell happened” Sapnap said, groaning at his headache.

Quackity turned to meet Sapnap, “Oh, thank god you’re alive!” He said hugging Sapnap, he let go and smiled.

“We thought we would have another one of those- those ‘things” Sapnap grimaced at that, not wanting to be another Karl.

He loves his friends, but he doesn’t want to be those things that roam around, searching for human flesh.

Tommy held him tightly, looking down.

Quackity looked down at him, smiling, “He wouldn’t leave you, even when I told him to give you some space.” He said, trying to lighten his own mood.

Sapnap looked down at Tommy, who looked at his shoes, holding on to him even tighter.

Sapnap smiled, looking back at Quackity, then noticing something strange.

“Wha- where are we? Where’s George- and- and Karl?” He questioned, to which the other boy scowled.

“That f*cker took em!” Quackity shouted, turning towards the door.

“He- he locked us in here!” Quackity took off his beanie, running his hands through his hair while pacing back and forth.

He was angry, that was an understatement he was more than that.

“Well what have you been doing?” He questioned the boy.

“I’ve been, trying to hit the door, banging it hopefully- I thought- hopefully he would have listen, but he didn’t.” He said, angrily.

Sapnap looked around, to any other thing that was here, it was a bit dimmed, a greenish light was the only thing brightening up this place. He checked more places, while Quackity banged on the door once more.

He looked up and found a vent, not to big for either of them.

He found some boxes, lifting himself up to the vent, he turned to Quackity and Tommy, who was standing below him, fidgeting with his hand.

“Q!” He shouted out to the boy, the boy turned to him, his lips thin.

“Hm” The boy responded.

“There’s a vent here, although- it doesn’t seem as if either can fit, it’s too small, but it’s really our only chanc-“, before he could finish his sentence he was stopped.

“I- i could!” Tommy said, which made both boys still.

“No- no, Tommy you need to be here! Ok?” Quackity said, squatting down to Tommy’s height, “We don’t know what’s out there! Our best bet is to just stay here.” He told both of them.

“N-no I can do it! I- I want to be useful.” Tommy said to both of them.

Quackity sighed, and so did Sapnap.

“Tommy” Quackity started. “Your twelve Tommy, you- you can’t! What would happen if anything happened to you?” Quackity questioned, panic in his voice.

Tommy gulped, scared of what would happen. But he was almost a teen, he needed to help some how.

“I’m almost thirteen. I can do it Quackity, I- I need to help some how!” He shouted angrily.

Sapnap sighed once more, “Come up here Tommy.” He said, frowning.

Tommy obeyed and got up, silently regretting his decision, but still head up.

He needed to be a better help, he didn’t get to learn how to use a gun, only a knife from Techno.

Sam was suppose to teach him that.

He misses Sam and Techno.

Quackity stood there, in disbelief, his mouth went opened and closed.

“Y-your crazy Sap! What- what would happen if he- and- Technos looking for him and-“ Quackity was stopped, Sapnap hugging him.

“I’ll make sure he’s fine.” Sapnap says.

Tommy couldn’t hear there convo anymore, sliding in to the vent easily.

He started crawling, searching for something to get them out.

He heard Sapnap shout, “Can you see anything?” He said.

“No, not yet!” Tommy shouted out, turning behind him.

He started crawling further, and further, until there was another small vent, showing light.

Tommy made a “phew” noise and crawled out of the vent.

Low-and-behold, there was a door, seemingly locked as he tugged on it.

He looked around to find himself in some shed, although, it stunk, smelled like- hell- was that-

Tommy wanted to puke, it was seemingly, a human liver, left in a jar next to, other, human pieces.

He looked around to find something that could open the door they were locked behind.

He found the key, lying around under a mat near the door, Tommy knows because he used to watch these cool shows and-

He unlocked the door, getting Quackity and Sapnap out.

When he opened it, he was faced with a worried Sapnap and a relieved Quackity.

Sapnap snatched Tommy up, making sure he was alright (He didn’t want the boy gone- Techno would’ve killed him) and his harm was done to him.

Quackity raced towards the front, finding things like, guns and knives- why would Eret leave guns and knives- we will never know.

Then-

There was a scream, and all the boys stilled.

“That sounded like George!” Quackity said, he started grabbing anything, a gun or knife, he chose the gun.

Grabbing it and taking off towards the scream.

Sapnap let go of Tommy, crouching down to the boy, “Now, I want you to stay here. If anything happens, I want you to hide.” He told the boy, he then got an idea.

“You know how to use a knife, right?” Sapnap asked Tommy, to which he nodded.

Sapnap looked closely for a sharp knife, he found one, grabbing it and pulling it towards Tommy.

Although it wasn’t much of a knife, more of a dagger.

He pulled it towards Tommy, “I want you, to keep this, if anyone tries to hurt you, or if you see any of those things. Do not be afraid to stab it.” He told the boy, holding the dagger closer.

“Do you understand?” He told Tommy, Tommy nodded, “Yes, I do.” He said, grabbing the knife and holding it close towards his chest.

He smiled a bit, at the boy, before standing up and shooing him to the shallowest corner.

Once Tommy hid, Sapnap turned back and ran.

He ran towards the house, where the screams lead.

When he opened the door, he first saw George, brought up into a head lock, Eret holding him up with a gun.

Quackity is on the other side, holding his gun up to Eret.

Fundy still passed out on the ground, seemingly ill.

He looks back at Eret, walking slowly towards the man. The man takes a few steps back, towards the back door.

He puts his hands a little up, almost as a stop, but keeps walking towards him.

“It- it doesn’t have to be like this Eret.” He said, walking closer and closer to the man.

Eret was already upset and angry with what he’d had to do with each of them, “Shut up!” He shouted at the boy.

The boy closes his eyes shaking his head. “Eret, let George go!” He shouted angrily.

Sapnap stepped closer, Eret stepped backwards.

Quackity lowered his gun, just a little bit.

“This could’ve been easy!” Eret yelled, anger building up.

Sapnap took a step forward, Eret stepped back, putting his gun out to Sapnap’s chest.

Sapnap stilled, completly shocked, Quackity raised his gun up, shocked and angry.

“We’re trying to compromise with you!” Quackity shouted at the man, raising his gun up to the mans head.

Eret then pointed the gun at Quackity, glaring at him.

“Just leave!” Eret shouted, “Not without our friend!” Quackity yelled back.

Eret stepped back, biting his lip.

Then, everything happened so fast.

Eret slipped, falling near the ginger who- was up- but, not human anymore.

It bit Eret’s leg, casting Eret to holler out in pain, George was let go of, running towards the two boys.

George panted and tears were streaming down his face.

“He- he killed Karl..” George told them through his cries.

Sapnap didn’t care, he knew that wasn’t Karl, he just had to finally let him go, “Are you alright now George?” He said, not worrying about what had happened to his dead (not anymore) friend.

George nodded, rubbing at his eyes.

He turned to face Quackity, who looked pained at hearing about Karl.

Sapnap put his hand on Quackity’s shoulder, “He was dead anyways Q, there was nothing we could do about it..” He said, sadly facing the boy.

Quackity nodded, eyes glossy.

Quackity wiped at his eyes, hoping no tears would shed, grabbed George and Sapnap, and they left to get Tommy.

It was becoming dark shades of blue in the sky, meaning it would be time where those roamers would come out to play.

They ran quickly over, searching for Tommy, in- whatever that place is.

When they got to him, Tommy gave them big hugs. Smiling, happy to see the now trio.

They smiled back, looking at him, but hearing a rustle behind them.

It was Eret.

He looked manic, a bite on his right leg, holding a gun, pointing it towards Sapnap.

“YOU B*STARD!” He shouted out, angrily towards the boy.

“I’m gonna kill you guys, then take the boy with me.” He says, smiling with a threatening smile.

“Let’s start off with you” He points the gun closer to Sapnap, as all four of them take a step back.

Sapnap put his hands up in defense, walking backwards.

When it came to a stop, the gun was faced towards his forehead.

Sapnap was panicking, there was nothing else he could do but, die.

That’s when, Eret made a pained scream, looking down to see what had gotten him.

It was Tommy and the dagger Sapnap gave him.

He took it out of Eret’s back, he fell back, gun out of his hands.

Then there was a voice,

A very familiar voice, they head just maybe a few hours- or a day ago.

“Tommy.” Techno said, eyes wide, smiling brightly.

Tommy looked at Techno, beaming brightly as he saw the pink haired man.

Then Techno faced the man on the ground, pointing his gun towards the mans head.

“Move out of the way Sapnap!” George yelled. Sapnap moved, only for a gunshot to be heard.

Eret’s body fell onto the ground, Sapnap to the side near George and Quackity.

Techno put his gun down, running towards Tommy, giving him the biggest hug Tommy has ever gotten from Techno.

Tommy gave a bigger hug in return, crying into Techno’s shoulder as he had missed his older brother.

“I found you.” Techno said calmly.

Tommy smiled brighter then before, wiping his eyes.

“You did” Tommy said, smiling while hugging the man.

Chapter Text

As Techno and Tommy were catching up, George, Sapnap, and Quackity started talking about the death of there friend.

Before they had left, they made a little funeral for Fundy, as Techno shot Fundy in the head with his gun, allowing him to rest easy.

Techno smiled sadly at Fundy’s grave, he didn’t think the boy would die so soon, they all still had a life a head of one another. But these things, had ruined thete chances of living a normal life.

So it hurt to see someone you love, die at such a young age.

He doesn’t want Tommy to be the next, so he made himself promise, to protect Tommy, even if it means he dies in the end.

It’s a worthy promise that he’s willing to fulfill.

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Techno holds Tommy’s hand, as they both walk with the trio on the right side of em’.

Tommy starts ranting about random things he used to do, with the Ranboo kid, and he talks about how he wants to learn to use a gun, which will come in handy soon, he talks about what pranks he pulled with Tubbo on Wilbur, and there Dad when Tubbo and Puffy would visit.

Then, he talks about Sam..

Tommy looked up at Techno, smiling with one brow raised. “Where is Sam? I thought he would be here with you?” He asked the older man, brow still raised, and smile still bright.

All Tommy got out of that question was, no response from Techno. The only thing he got was a frown on his face, a pained expression.

From that look, Tommy felt his stomach drop.

Sam was dead?

Sam was dead.

The thought hit him hard as he faced it. He won’t get to learn how to use a gun, and- he won’t see Sam’s face without the mask like he had promised him.

Tommy frowned, not saying a word after that.

They all started walking, finding random places for food, maybe take some clothing from the homes they walked pass.

When they got to there third house, Techno found some walkers in the house, one trapped behind a closet door, and the others legs ripped off.

It smelled absolutely horrible, when walking into this house. So they made there trip quick.

They found anything they thought would be of use to them, grabbing knives, clothes that seem like they could fit at least two or three of the people here, and food.

There wasn’t much food, probable raided by another group that came here.

Techno killed the two walkers, walking towards where the trio and Tommy were. “Got everything?” He said, although sounded more of a whisper, as it was still dark, and walkers like roaming more in the dark.

This information helped a lot less, as they needed to find things, and needed to find places to rest well.

They all nodded, Tommy sticking close by Techno, as he found his brother just a few hours ago.

.

It was nice, Techno being here for Tommy, knowing how much he missed him.

It hurt not having his big brother there to protect him from the monstrous man, but he’s here now for him.

Tommy just hoped he came to look for him, and he’s glad that his hopes soon became real, as his brother gave him a big hug and did not let go, until Tommy did first.

He missed Technos nice soft hair, although the pink is fading from it, turning into a more similar how color to Wilbur’s.

When seeing his older brother again, his thoughts were moving quickly, his happiness and excitement showing, as he cried and said “ I love you “, to his older brother.

Those words hit Techno, as he swore to never leave Tommy’s side again.

.

When they had gotten to there fourth house, it was more secure. There weren’t any walkers in sight, and the moon was still set up, brightly in the night sky.

It was peaceful, minus all of those “things” out there eating other human beings.

When they checked, there were four bedrooms, one big enough to fit two people and the three others fitting one.

Techno took the one that could fit two, not letting Tommy out of his sight as long as a few seconds, while the three others worked with the three rooms.

There were no kid-like pajamas for Tommy, but there was big t-shirts that could fit Techno.

So, Tommy stood with what he had on, as it was just a plain white long sweatshirt- which wasn’t so white, due to the dirt they had gone through. He got it from Eret’s. Who was no longer alive, so it didn’t matter to him.

Techno didn’t wear any other clothing either, wearing his own that he had on at the moment.

They both got in bed, Techno tying his hair up in a ponytail.

As he did, he noticed how long Tommy’s hair has grown.

His hair was reaching down towards his chin almost, and Techno thought he had saw some scissors here.

“Wait here.” He had told the boy, who looked at him in confusion, still sat on the bed, blankets covering his bottom half of his body.

He walked down towards the kitchen, looking through all the kitchen supplies, finding the scissor, he knew was there.

He walked back to the bedroom they were going to be sleeping in, holding the scissors up to Tommy.

Tommy looked at him in confusion, not realizing the horrible haircut he’s about to get from his older brother.

Techno walked towards the bed, now sitting down next to the kid, grinning.

“Turn your head the other way Tommy. I’m going to cut your hair.” He told the boy, to which the boy turned to him, angrily.

“No! I want my hair to be as long as yours!” He shouted, to which Techno shushed him.

Techno did catch what Tommy said though, not really liking the idea of having a Rapunzel brother.

“ Tommy, oh Tommy, let down your hair. “

So he did something on impulse.

“Fine, then let it be long. But..” He stopped, putting the scissors towards his long hair, cutting it up to his neck.

He grabbed the long hair, putting it in a trash bin, as Tommy stared at him, mouth making an “O” shape.

Techno smiled, and turned Tommy around again. “Now, we’ll both have short hair.” He said, cutting Tommy’s hair a little shorter then what he did with his own hair.

Once he was done, he put all the hair that was cut into the trash, both of them heading to bed, as he turned off the light.

When he got comfortable, he held his younger brother close to him, letting the boy still sleep comfortably against his arms.

It was more peaceful then the past few days have ever been so far for them.

They slept peacefully, Techno not having any nightmares of losing Tommy that night.

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Phil had slept with Wilbur that night, as he was worried of what Wilbur would do if Phil wasn’t there.

When they woke up, it was peaceful. No groans or muffled up noises they heard just a few days back.

Wilbur, was the first to wake though, already dressed and ready to leave to search.

Phil then got up, groaning as he was still not fully awake.

Wilbur looked like he was doing something, but Phil didn’t know what, as his head and eyes were still in a blur.

When he did finally seem fully awake, he found Wilbur, reading some magazine he must’ve found in the room.

“What cha got there?” He questioned the boy, knowing full well it was a magazine.

“Magazine.” Short answer. He smiled and got up, still a little to tired after the search of yesterday.

Phil’s hair was a mess, Wilbur called it out, giggling at the mans sleepy hair.

Phil groaned, getting dressed, and being made fun of by his middle child.

When he was done, they had packed all there stuff, and new things they had found, little treats to take with them on the journey to find there missing pieces of the family.

“Let’s go”, his son said, opening the door for his dad, like royalty.

Phil walked out of the room, waiting for his son to come out and close it slowly. Once he did they walked out together, going down the flights of stares they had taken.

When they got out, they had started walking straight forward, not taking any shortcuts, just to be cautious.

When they walked straight up a little more, they had heard screams. Screams that could bring any of those roamers to them.

So there best bet was to hide, although, Phil wanted to check the screams, making sure the person was ok, because if there were less of those roamers, he would take his shot.

They hid behind a tree, noticing the girl they had seen from the big station again.

Niki.

Phil looked at how many roamers there were, only seeing two, both trying to chew at her arm and leg.

Phil ran out of the tree, grabbing one of the roamers and stabbing them in the stomach, although that didn’t work, he stabbed it in the head, to which it fell, it’s body completely limp.

When that one let go, the Niki girl pulled her leg out of the roamers grip and smashed its head in with her shoe.

She was panting and her eyes were wide.

“It’s you.” She said, her voice so low, you almost couldn’t make out what she had said.

Phil smiled though, one brow rising up. “Yeah it is, and what are you doing out here?” He questioned her, she stood silent not looking at him for that question.

Then Wilbur came out, running towards his father, giving him a tight hug. “What the hell?! You could’ve been killed!” He shouted at his dad. It felt odd, as he was the dad.

“Yeah well, I couldn’t let her die.” He said, turning to face her and give her a warm smile.

Niki then faced them, “What are you two doing here? People have been searching for you guys for days!” She yelled at them. They both shushed her, as they were out in the open and any roamers could come out of the blue.

“Wait, people are searching for us?” Wilbur questioned, Niki nodded quickly. “Puffy started assigning groups, searching for you and her kid, Dream.” She said, which made both Phil and Wilbur freeze.

Shivers went down there spines as they thought of Dream, and what Puffy would do to them when she found out.

“So i’m guessing your in a group?” Phil asked, raising his brow again.

She then shook her head, as to give a “ no “.

“I was..” She stopped herself, biting the inside of her lip.

Wilbur seemed to be interested as to why she was out here too. Because if it wasn’t for them, then what was it for?

“I was kicked out of the place, for..” She sighed, brows furrowed as the two looked at her in shock.

“I was kicked out because I had killed someone.” She said, which made both of the men still.

“What?” Wilbur questioned.

“Why?” Phil asked as well.

Niki sighed, putting her hand up to point straight, walking first in the front, as both men followed behind.

“I was kicked out because one of the rude people, talked rudely about my brothers death.” Ah, Ranboo.

You could tell how angry Niki was when she said that, scowling at the thought of the person getting away with what they said.

She smiled, at the thought of them dead. Not regretting anything she did to them.

They all kept walking, not questioning anything further then that.

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Techno was the last to get up. Having a habit of doing that as time flew by in the craft household.

He would usually always be the first one up, until his dad made him sleep more, and that he got into a habit of doing that.

Most days he would wake up early though, days like these, waking up early should come back to him.

When he got up he groaned, not feeling his little brother there anymore.

‘Was it just a dream? Is he still gone?’ He thought, panicking for a minute, until he found a small blonde boy at the door, smiling.

Techno missed that smile. He smiled back, the panic feeling, no longer there anymore.

“Tech! Sapnap, Quackity and George are making food!” He said smiling.

Techno groaned at that, he doesn’t know if these people knew how to actually cook well.

“I’ll be there in a minute then, Tommy.” He said as he got up.

He had forgotten, when getting dressed, how he’d cut his hair the night before, seeing the new style in a bathroom mirror they all had to share.

He felt his hair, as it was shorter then what it should have been. He smiled though. It felt better to have shorter hair, his pink dye was still on as well, although fading into a more lighter brown-ish color.

He huffed at that, hating his brown hair, as it was the plainest color ever.

(He hated how it reminded him of his brothers beautiful brown hair.)

Once he was done, he left the bathroom, going to check up on his little brother and the trio, pulling his gun and knife in his back pockets of his jeans.

When he walked out, the trio were standing in distress and panic, to which Techno wasn’t even surprised.

“Burned the food?” He questioned them, already knowing the answer just by looking down at the food they had tried to make.

They all looked embarrassed, chuckling at his deadpanned expression.

He sighed, and got to work with anything he could possibly used, that wasn’t burnt.

When he was done, he made some toast, nothing really, but it was the best toast anyone’s had in a long time.

They all hummed, amused by the taste of the toast. They would gladly eat a thousand more if it means they get to finally eat something in general.

When they were all done, Techno went back to the room he slept in, getting all his things.

He told Tommy to pack up as well, to which Tommy nodded and started putting things in his backpack.

When he told the trio to get ready they all groaned. “We just got here- like- yesterday!” Sapnap groaned, tired of moving so often.

Technoblade sighed, “Yeah, well, my other brother and father are still out there, so I suggest you start moving before I leave you three.” He said, not taking any “ no’s “ from anyone else.

Everyone got dressed, packing up things they would need, like the knives in the house, some little snacks they could find, and then they left.

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As the trio, Techno, and Tommy were walking, they noticed a place. Big enough to fit all of them.

It seemed almost empty, despite some of the noise you could hear inside. They got out there weapons, walking cautiously towards the front door.

When Techno tried opening it, it was locked. He had banged on the door, multiple times, hoping that anyone could be in there.

When he had thought no one was in there, he was thinking of breaking the glass window that was in the front, and hopping inside with the others.

But then, the door had swung open, and Techno was surprised to actually see this persons face again.

It was Puffy.

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Everyone stared at one another, until the little blonde boy yelled, "Puffy!" loudly.

Puffy stared in disbelief, kind of hoping it was her own son. She was still standing at the door way, Techno staring back at her with wide eyes.

Tommy ran up to her, hugging her tightly. She giggled at the boy, putting her hands down to the boys back.

He smiled, closing his eyes, shivering a little while doing so.

Puffy looked at Techno, pulling her arms open, a gesture to come in for a hug. He still was in the shock state, but went in for the hug.

It was warm, it was comforting, his short hair lying down nexts to her shoulder, he felt at peace with her.

He let go suddenly, catching her by surprise. He held her by the shoulders, sturn look on his face, his eyes questioning.

"Is-" He wanted to say it, hoping they would he here, praying for it. He may not believe in gods but if any of them actually existed, he would pray to then for this moment right now.

"Are- are they here?" He said, questioning the woman in front of him.

Tommy looked up, still hugging the lady with bright blue beaming eyes.

Puffy looked at them both, frowning deeply.

"They.." She stopped herself, biting her lip.

Techno's stomach dropped, holding her shoulders tightly, possibly hurting her.

Three boy in the back of them, quiet as to not make any noise for anything out their to hear.

"They left, to look for you boys." She said quickly, holding Techno's hands as they were digging into her shoulders.

She looked at both the boys and their expressions.

She saw as Tommy frowned, close to tears even, holding Puffy tightly by her waist.

Techno's face was blank when she looked at him, no tears, no smile, no anger. It was just blank.

He let go of her, Tommy letting go as well. Techno turned to the three boys behind him, eyeing all three as they were doing whatever they do.

He looks back at Puffy, blanked face, "Puffy, I want you to take in those three and Tommy, please." Is what he said, he heard a disagreeing grunt from his little brother.

He looked at his brother, short hair falling towards the front of his face.

"I'm going with you!" His little brother shouted at him angrily. Techno just sighed.

He crouched down to Tommy's height, eye the boy deeply.

He held both of the boys shoulders, seeing angry tears forming his face.

"Tommy, it's dangerous out here, I want you to be safe. And what if dad and Wil come back?"

"But what if they don't." He heard his little younger brother say lowly. Techno looked at him, bewildered. "Don't say that Tommy, they will." He said, straining his voice as to not let any sort of emotion be present to his face.

Tommy looked down, angrily at his shoes, balling his hands up into fists.

"You can't give up so easily, I don't want that for you." Techno said, smiling. "Don't- don't give up on them yet." Techno said, pulling his little brother into a tight hug.

He closed his eyes, praying to anyone, to keep his brother safe.

Tommy just cried, it was muffled into Techno's shirt. Techno out his chin on Tommy's head, shushing him.

The trio behind him, looking sadly between the brothers. If was awkward for them to just stand their.

He pulled his chin off his brothers head, looking him in the eyes.

"I want you to be safe, with them", he turned to the trio behind them, they waved at the boys, not knowing what else go do.

Techno turned back go face Tommy, "Can or will you do that for me?" He asked, begging and pleading his brother not to follow him.

Tommy but his lower lip, he didn't want his brother to go. He just got back, and now he's leaving him again.

He doesn't have Wilbur or Phil go be here and comfort him, he won't have anybody then.

Tommy looked at his brother again, sniffing before slipping into another hug, big blue eyes with tears falling down quietly.

This hurt so badly, Techno almost gave up on the idea of going. He was dirty, he was tired, he was hungry, he just wanted to feel alive again.

But he didn't.

He looked at his younger brother once more.

"I love you." He said, softly, smiling at his little brother with shining beautiful eyes.

His little brother wiped his tears away, "I love you too." He said, putting his hand up to wipe the tears still streaming down his blue eyes.

"Please don't go yet.." is what his brother told him, a third hug, his younger brothers head on his shoulder. They were both exhausted.

Puffy looking down at them sadly, biting her lip and tears almost forming.

The trio behind them frowned as well, they didn't want Techno to leave either.

This has to be on of the hardest decisions Techno has made so far.

He pulled out of the hug, pulling his little brother away from him, smiling at him.

His little brother still weeped, Puffy now grabbing onto the boys arm, pulling him into the building.

The trio that was behind Techno, now looked sad, they all deepened their frowns, as he told them to leave him be.

"Please take care of Tommy.." is all he told them. They nodded, he smiled.

He grabbed all his stuff that had slipped off while holding his brother in his arms, talking em and walking away, hearing a loud weep, knowing it was the big be loved dearly.

'I'll be back, I promise Tommy.'