Characters: Techno, Tommy

TW: Being kicked out of a home, Slight hypothermia, Swearing, Yelling

Other: Alright ya'll, go nom nom on some angst

Tommy had felt warm for once.

And, he was actually quite comfortable with the fact that he now had shelter from the outside weather, despite the shelter being literally underneath a blood-thirsty, anarchist's house.

A small campfire was lit in the corner of his small, hollowed-out room that he was actually quite proud of, the fire filling the room with warmth and a flickering, dim light accompanied by the calming crackle of the fire.

What Tommy didn't expect, was to hear the slam of the door on the front of the house, as heavy footsteps thumped above his small basement, before any angry voice shouted out:

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO ALL OF MY GAPPLES!?"

Now, Tommy would have usually silently laughed at this, but he could plainly tell that whoever said that, was currently not in the right mood for "Forgiving and Forgetting", or for the fact that their annoying, little brother had made a room for themselves underneath their own house.

The teen stayed silent out of pure tension and fear, and flinched rather strongly when the trapdoor that lead down to his room was slammed open, and red, angry eyes peered down at Tommy with fury and malice filling them.

The person, the one Tommy had quickly recognized as Technoblade, had already climbed down to Tommy's level before slamming the boy against the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK TOMMY!? DID YOU FUCKING TAKE THEM!? AND WHY DID YOU BUILD A FUCKING BASEMENT UNDERNEATH MY HOUSE!?" The pigling-hybrid yelled, holding Tommy by the collar of his shirt as angry snorts came from the man's snout. A simple silence from the blonde only answered the wrong reply towards Techno's first and second question.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES FOR ME TO MAKE AT LEAST 2 STACKS OF GAPPLES, JUST TO SEE THEM GO DOWN THE DRAIN BECAUSE OF A FAILURE THAT I AM FORCED TO CALL MY BROTHER JUST, GOBBLES THEM UP LIKE THEY'RE SIMPLE PIECES OF MUTTON!?" Tommy had already been scared to shit out from all of his arrogant wits due to Techno's shouting giving him more flashbacks of all the times someone has yelled this harshly at him, but the older didn't notice, being too infuriated to even take the slightest note of the teen's reaction, before he swiftly climbed back up the ladder, still holding the young male roughly by the collar of his beaten and ripped shirt.

The older male didn't give a single millisecond of hesitation before launching the boy out his front door and into the snow, not bothering with the fact that a heavy snowstorm was still in the process of raining pure, icy hell down on the tundra biome. Tommy lifted his pounding head out of the cold, solidified form of water just to hear his older brother yell at him once more. The blonde couldn't quite make out what he had said, but it was definitely a phrase that did not come and invite him back in. 

Actually, Tommy thought it meant quite the opposite, to which it did.

Slowly getting up, the boy looked sadly back towards his brother's house, missing the warmth of the inside the moment the cold air had forcefully met his scarred and tattered skin, before trudging forward with no certain sense of direction, only remembering the fact that he was walking across a white, winter wonderland that was filled with so many snowflakes that he could barely see a foot infront of him.

Not even the sound of ice cracking underneath his weight was able to get his head out of his fuzzy mind, when all Tommy felt was the cold slap of unfrozen water against his skin, before he started sinking into the dark depths of the frozen-over lake.

The only thought that was left in his mind as his oxygen quickly depleted, was the question:

'When will I ever feel warm again?'

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