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“Tommy, come over here, I have a plan.”
(Schlatt is a anthropomorphic 3” tall goat btw)
Schlatt: “Without him, none of this would be possible so let’s give it up for Tubbo!” Applause broke out once Tubbo was on stage, everyone here must really love them. Once everything calmed down, and they readjusted the mic, they began their speech.
“A wise man once told me, Manburg was like a lettuce. Once you wash the dirt and insects off, you can make a pretty damn good meal! Schlatt has washed the dirt and insects off of this great nation! So let’s get this show on the road, lets party!”
Thank God, he didn’t say it. That should convince Wil not to blow the place up, at least for now. He looked slightly disappointed.
“Wait, aren’t you forgetting something?” Schlatt asked, his voice seemingly filled with concern.
“Huh? Did I forget…” They skimmed over the paper in their hand,” Oh yeah! So, without further adieu, let the festival begin! Sorry Mr. President, I skipped that line by mistake!” Well sh*t. Wil was already heading for the button, a huge grin on his face.
“Hold on Tubster, just a second. Stay riiight there.”
“Um… ok?” Tubbo slowly responded. That stopped Wil in his tracks, what the hell is happening? I stayed silent, maybe Tubbo had another plan?
Schlatt walked over to Quackity and split a stack of something with him, I couldn’t tell what, and they started building around Tubbo. He just stood there, shocked and confused. Why wasn’t he running, did he actually plan this? No, look at him, he wouldn’t look so panicked if he did.
“And just one more there… Alright, that should do it! Now, where were we again?” Schlatt asked excitedly. Whatever he’s planning it can’t be good, he hasn’t been that cheerful since the election. I think Tubbo noticed too, “Um… Mr. President, I'm confused. Why did you build this exactly? Did I miss something or..?”
“Alright, I'll just cut to the chase. I know what you’ve been up to.”
No, no, how does he know?! We’ve been so secretive, how did he find out? He’s gotta be bluffing, he’s gotta be.
“What? Sch- Mr. President, I-I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Tubbo managed to respond, their definitely panicking.
“Don’t play dumb, I know you’ve sneaking off to help that-that Pogtopia group. You thought I wouldn’t notice, huh?! Well guess what, I’ve known for months! You think I didn’t notice you sneaking underground every day and constantly coming up with excuses to skip meetings? I mean, come on Tubster, you snuck off during this very festival! The only reason I didn’t kill you the moment I found out is because I wanted to see how long this would go on, how long it’d take for you to cave or just up and run away, but I think it’s been long enough, wouldn’t you agree? Techno, get up here!” The way he said that you’d think he was calling out to an old friend. If he knows Tubbo’s a traitor, surely he knows Techno’s on our side too, right? I mean, he’s been hanging out with us since he got here.
“Uh…” Techno was frozen in place. He was frantically looking around, for a sign, for anything.
“What’s the matter? Come on big guy!”
“Ok…” he slowly walked up to the podium. He wouldn’t, would he? No, that’s too far, even for Techno.
“Well, go ahead big man, take this traitor out!” Schlatt said way too excitedly. He’d been waiting for this moment, you could tell.
“Wh-What do you mean ‘take out’? Like to dinner?” Techno asked, panic in his voice. He knew what Schlatt called him up there for and he didn’t want to do it.
“But I’m not hungry-“
“Yes you are Tubbo, come on let’s go get some food!”
“Oh my God, take them out to dinner.” Schlatt chuckled, “You’re funny man Mr. Blade but enough joking around, kill him.”
No, no, no! I started running, he can’t kill Tubbo! I know he’s on our side but I can’t risk it, I can’t! I was brought to a stop by something grabbing my arm. I struggled under its grip, I had to go help them! I had to!
Wils’ voice was barely above a whisper, I almost didn’t hear him, “Tommy not now, we can’t let them know we’re here yet, they’d kill all of us. Plus, Techno’s on our side, Tubbo will be fine.” He's right, Techno wouldn’t kill them. I stopped struggling but I didn’t take my eyes off the podium for a second.
Technoblade: “But they’re just a kid, there’s gotta be another way.”
“Yeah, Schlatt their already jailed, that's gotta be enough. Their just a kid dude, kids to stupid sh*t!” Quackity joined in. That’s a first, he never disobeyed Schlatt.
“They knew the cost of betraying their country before they did it, now they have to pay.”
Technoblade(I think?): “But Mr. President-“
“NO BUTS, HE’S A TRAITOR AND TRAITORS HAVE TO DIE! JUST KILL HIM ALREADY!” Schlatt screamed.
Unsure of what to do next, Techno drew his crossbow.
“Tubbo, I’m sorry.” No.
“I’ll make this as painless and colorful as possible.” No no no no.
[Tubbo_ was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)
Jschlatt was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)
Quackity was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)]
“TUBBO!” I yelled, jumping to the podium despite Wils demand to stay put. I stared into the box he was trapped in, feeling the tears start to form. He killed him, Techno just killed him. THAT BASTARD, I’LL KILL HIM! Where the f*cking button?
[itsfundy was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)
Ponk was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)
Punz was killed by Technoblade using (SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE)]
Where is it, where the f*ck is it?! Wil said it was here, so why isn’t it here?! Why did-
[tommyinnit was slain by Punz]
(End section) (would’ve been the end of the first chapter)
“YOU BASTARD! WHY THE f*ck DID YOU DO THAT?!” I shouted. I’m f*cking pissed and I’m not gonna hide it.
“I’m sorry, I was peer pressured!”
“Peer pressure my ASS! This isn’t some f*cking party, you KILLED TUBBO, YOU BETRAYED US!” I screamed, walking closer to Techno with every word.
Throwing his hands in the air, Techno retorted, “They had GUNS, what was I supposed to do?!”
“Gee I don’t know, maybe not listen to Schlatt?! You know, the goat we’re TRYING TO STOP!?”
“Ok Tommy, let's say I didn’t kill Tubbo. Then what would happen? Oh wait, I know! I'd die, respawn here, and not be able to save your asses from the 20 guys that had guns!”
“Well-“
We kept arguing, back and forth for what felt like hours. I knew it was pointless but I wasn’t backing down, I was furious.
“And another thing-“ I started, but I was cut off by someone grabbing my shoulder.
“Tommy, that’s enough,” Wilbur declared, not leaving me anytime to push him away he continued, “What’s done is done. No amount of fighting is going to change that and you know it.”
I froze, “Really Wil, that’s all you have to say?!He just killed Tubbo, MY BEST FRIEND, right in front of me and all you have to say is ‘get over it’?!” I cried out. sh*t, here come the tears.
“You know that’s not-“ I cut him off,
“No, you know what? f*ck YOU GUYS!” I snapped, pushing Wil away from me, “You guys think that because I’m younger than you you can do whatever you want, that I’ll blindly follow you no matter what. Well guess what, I’m f*cking tired of it!” With that, I left, not wanting to stay for whatever they were gonna throw together next.
“Tommy, wait-“
“Let him go Techno, he’ll be back.”
Unsure of where to go, I started heading to mine and Tubbos hangout spot. It was pretty far but no one knew it even existed so it was worth the walk, I needed some time to think of a plan anyway. Maybe this’ll-
“Wha-sh*t!”
Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, I tripped on a rock and cut my hand open. It was bleeding, but nothing too bad, if I clean it and bandage it up it’ll probably be fine.
…
Still staring at my hand, everything that has been festering in me broke free in violent sobs. I stayed hunched over, silently hoping Wil would find me, help me up, tell me everything was ok. But that wasn’t happening, as much as it hurt to admit I was completely alone.
“Tommy..? Is-is that you?” That voice, is that…
“T-Tubbo?!” I wiped away my tears and ran toward him. It was, it was Tubbo! He got away! But how, his spawn should’ve been set in Manburg, how did he get out? He looked terrible, covered in burns, holding one arm, dragging a bag along the ground, how on the SMP did he get this far?!
“Wait, sh*t! Are you ok? Stupid question, of course you aren’t ok, you just died! Hold on, let me see what I can find, I didn’t pack a-“
“Tommy, c-calm down! I’m fine, see? The burns aren't even that bad anymore!” Tubbo said as optimistically as he could.
“Oh… well that’s good. Wait, how are they already healing, a health pot would take at least a day to set in. And how did you even get out of Manburg? Sneaking around there’s hard enough, plus you’re injured and probably being hunted too. No offense but there’s no way I believe you got out on your own.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?! I could’ve gotten outta there easy! But, uh, Fundy did help me out a little. I respawned back at his place, I stayed over the day before to help plan, so I guess he felt bad for me or something. He gave me some food and clothes, oh yeah, he gave me this cool stuff too!” He exclaimed, pulling out a canister filled with a glowing liquid I didn’t recognize, “Said it’d help my burns heal faster or something, I dunno what it is but it’s awesome! My arm started feeling better as soon as he rubbed some on, I had like 3 cuts and there already almost gone! Here look, it’s all glowy and sh*t!”
“Woah,” I took the canister from his hands and spun the liquid around a bit, it looked like a pink galaxy, “it’s so cool looking! You said it heals stuff, right? What if I…” I poured some on my injured hand. Tubbo quickly snatched it back.
“Wait, don’t use so much! Fundy said to…“ Tubbo stopped mid sentence, staring wide eyed at my hand. I looked down just in time to see the cut on my hand glow and completely close.
No f*cking way, I opened and closed my hand a few times, it was completely healed.
“OH MY GOD, DID YOU SEE THAT?! MY HAND WAS ALL GLOWY AND sh*t!” I shouted, “LOOK, THE CUT’S JUST f*ckING GONE!” I shoved my hand in Tubbos’ face, unable to contain my excitement.
“THAT LOOKED SO COOL!! WHY DIDN’T MY ARM GET ALL GLOWY LIKE THAT, THAT WAS EPIC!!” He shouted in response.
“Man, I wish I asked him what this is called, I’d love to make more. He said one bottle would be plenty but it'd be handy to have some around, you know?”
