Sorry this is late! I've been really busy lately and haven't been able to upload/write on many of my books in a while lol. I promise I'm back tho! :D enjoy the chapter!!

That Morning. . . 

Technoblade ended up sleeping in Tommy's room that night, the raccoon being too scared to sleep alone after his major panic attack. Technoblade didn't blame the other, instead only smiled as he tucked both himself and Tommy into sleep. It had been a long time since Technoblade needed to sleep in the same room as his little brother, but he knew that Tommy couldn't be left alone, plus the blond wouldn't let him leave anyways.

So, that morning Technoblade forced his way out of the blond's grip, which was very tight even in the blond's sleep, so he could get up and ready for the day. He'd make breakfast as well since it seemed like Ghostbur was still asleep. He wouldn't be waking the twin though, knowing that the newly revived human barely slept as it was. 

As he made his way downstairs he couldn't help but remember what happened that night. He woke up to screaming, but not just anyones,  Tommy's screaming. Usually, he doesn't wake easily, but he awoke very quickly after hearing the raccoons terrified and scared screeching.

First, he had thought it was just another nightmare, since those haven't gone away fully yet. But as he got up he soon realized that those screams were not coming from the bedroom next to him, and got up quickly to find his little brother. 
   
He knew he'd have to tell Philza and Ghostbur about what happened eventually. So, while making coffee, eggs, and cheesy potatoes for breakfast he couldn't help but let his mind wander back to his very revived twin that sat in the basement. He remembered the crazy Wilbur he had found before he died, how broken he seemed. He had thought that this Wilbur was the same, broken insanity that had blown up a nation with no hesitance.

But he had seen how worried he looked, confused even, when Tommy was in the middle of a panic attack. How he thrashed around as if trying to get free to comfort his little brother. He definitely seemed sane, more caring even than before. Back then he didn't care if someone got hurt during his antics, let alone if Tommy got hurt. 

Technoblade even had a theory that the male abused Tommy during his phase as well. Technoblade remembered the times he'd go to bed, leaving his two brothers alone, and wake up to see his little brother with new bruises and even wounds. He always wanted to confront the other about it, but also didn't want to stir up trauma at the same time, so up to this point he had said nothing about it.

Technoblade didn't bother to focus much on the other during Tommy's panic attack, too worried about the raccoon and his well-being. He knew he was going to have to face the other, but he also didn't know how he himself was going to react to the brownette. 

With a sigh, the piglin hybrid started plating the food, two eggs for everyone and a heap of cheese-covered potatoes. He had cups of coffee for everyone, and the cream and sugar was out on the table to be used. Setting it all down on the table he heard Philza come into the house for breakfast.

He'd done this since he moved down into their biome, but now it probably won't be awkward because of the tension between Tommy and Philza, it seemed the two were slowly mending their bond. Something that the piglin hybrid was very grateful and relieved about. "Techno?" The pinkette looked over towards the bird hybrid, his blue eyes holding a worried spark. 

"Yes?" Phil slowly walked towards the other, smiling slightly as he took the spatula out of the piglin hybrid's hands. 

"Go give Wilbur some food and then we'll talk." Philza always knew when something was wrong, it still amazed the son how easy the bird hybrid could read someone. Technoblade nodded, grabbing the plate he had made for his twin and heading towards the basement ladder.

He took a deep breath as he grew closer to the still awake Wilbur, who only looked at the other with worried eyes. The other twin took a deep sigh before walking deeper into the room.

Technoblade sat the plate down on a small table he had in the basement he usually used for putting his smithing tools down on. After this the piglin hybrid began walking over towards the now revived brother to untie him so he could eat properly, because Technoblade refused to feed the other like he was a toddler. He paused though when Wilbur began to speak. 
"How is Tommy alive?" The pinkette was confused about what the other meant. 

"Heh? What are you talking about?" The other twin seemed to pause himself, his brown eyes looking glassy before he started to talk again.

"Dream, he had told me Tommy committed suicide. I thought he was dead." The brownette looked distant as he spoke, his brown eyes looking into Techno's blue finally. "What's going on?" Technoblade sighed as he began to untie Wilbur's hands from behind him. 

"He didn't die, Wil." He paused. "I found him in time, so he didn't lose his last life." Wilbur was listening, not even caring that his hands were free and he could move freely within the room. "When I found him he was on the verge of death, his exile blown up. At first, I thought maybe a creeper explosion went off, but when I finally found Tommy- I knew that that wasn't the case." Wilbur looked confused. 

"What happened then?" 

"Dream happened. Dream tortured Tommy during exile, and soon tried to kill him a-after blinding him while he was trying to blow up Lodgeshire." Wilbur looked mortified, his brown eyes holding a betrayed look. 

"He told me..." Techno stepped forwards pulling his twin brother into a needed hug. "Tommy's blind?" Technoblade nodded as Wilbur finally hugged back. "I feel so stupid. I believed Dream. He told me that Tommy killed himself- that it was L'manburgs fault he was dead." 

"Dream had one thing right, Wilbur. It is L'maburgs fault that Tommy had gone to exile, they sent Tommy to his fate, and for that, they will pay." Wilbur slowly nodded, sniffling quietly. He knew he shouldn't trust so easily, but when he had heard those words leave Dream's mouth, he felt so numb, saddened by the fact his little brother- his son almost- was dead. And he wasn't there to save him.

He wanted to help Dream destroy L'maburg for those reasons, but if Tommy was still alive, he'd fight by his brother's side. He wouldn't stand by Dream's side if that means he helps a manipulating bastard.  

"Whatever you guys are planning, I want to help." Wilbur whispers as he pulls away from his twin. Technoblade smiles happily at this. "But first, your gonna explain who the fuck that copy I met is." 

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"Tubbo, it's stupid to try and attack the Dream kingdom again!" Fundy tried to reason with the president, but the goat hybrid refused to listen. He was angry, his hands in fists as he looked at the two in front of him in hatred. 

"I don't care what you have to say about my choices, Fundy!" The room went silent. Quackity was pissed by the teen's words, his wings fluffing up and face turning into a scowl. Fundy just looked hurt, confused even. Tubbo was mad, his green eyes darkening in anger. He didn't care if he pissed the two off, or even confused them. 

"Well you should, Tubbo! This is your country! Do you not care about the wellbeing of your country anymore?" Quackity hissed. Ranboo, who had been quiet up to this point, spoke up for the president after the man's words. He knew Tubbo was close to a tipping point, a point the enderman didn't exactly want to witness. 

"He's not saying he doesn't care, Quackity, he just doesn't care about your opinions." Both Fundy and Quackity paled at this, their heads turning towards the goat hybrid. He still looked angry, green eyes glaring towards them with even more hatred. How such a usually soft-looking mal could look so deadly like he did at the moment still amazed the two now paling males. 

"You've been manipulating every decision I've ever made for this country, I'm not stupid! I know what you've been doing! You act as if you're the president, you use me to do what you think is right for MY country!" Both the bird hybrid and the Fox hybrid shifted at his words, they knew the words were true, but still they tried to stand tall in the presence of the other. "You've been giving me the ideas, drowning my own out because you think a fucking KID can't run the place!" 

"Tu-" The president cut Quackity off before he could finish, his once deadly cold quiet voice only raising. 

"No, I'm done listening to you." He started pointing as he got closer, basically in the bird hybrid's face at this point. "I'm done following blindly!-" 

"The one decision you made on your own got Tommy fucking DEAD, you're crazy if you think we're leaving you to make all the decisions!" Tubbo froze at that, and the bird hybrid knew he messed up when even the usually sweet Ranboo looked pissed, his usually soft demeanor shifting quickly as he growled lowly. His red and green eyes were in slits, brows scrunched up, and fists clenched as he stared at the other hybrid. 

"I think you two should leave." Ranboo growls making his way to a very furious Tubbo, who also shook where he stood as if he was struggling to keep himself together. Quackity didn't want to leave though, even if Ranboo was scary in this situation, purple particles slowly surrounding the ender hybrid as he stood frozen in front of the other.  He knew if he left, he lost, he wouldn't have any control over this country, all his hard work would be for nothing. 

"But-" 

"LEAVE!" Ranboo yelled as he pulled Tubbo into a hug, the smaller falling into the other with ease. It had been a very long time since Quackity had seen Tubbo act so natural around anyone, the usually stiff, tense president looked calm in Ranboo's presence. His darkened green eyes slowly lit up as he numbly wrapped his own arms around the taller. Quackity gritted his teeth, angry eyes glaring at the two before him. Even if he didn't want to admit it he knew he lost, he couldn't go back and fix anything. He lost his power just as fast as he gained it. 

"Fine, we'll leave." Quackity mutters, Fundy looking at the other with terrified eyes. The bird hybrid shook his head, walking towards the office doors with the fox hybrid behind him. "But don't come crawling back when everything goes to shit." He heard Tubbo huff a laugh. 

"Don't worry, I won't be." Quackity only gritted his teeth and walked out. 
"L'maburg is about to meet its doom, I can feel it." The bird hybrid mumbles to the other. Fundy looked scared at the blackettes words. "It's only a matter of time now."