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series summary (in game!au) when an exiled tommy finally rebels against a manipulative dream, he finds safety in neutral territory, a place owned and guarded by you. staying in your safe haven opens up the younger one’s eyes to your way of life, while also revealing your deeper past before neutral; a past that involved a war for your love.

chapter summary you have a small reunion with badboyhalo and punz, basking in the brief juxtaposition of calm. philza presents new information to technoblade and tommy, leaving them to form a sort of game plan as they continue to await your arrival in the tundra. ghostbur finally reaches eret’s castle.

warnings swearing, mentions of arson, destruction, manipulation, and heavy worship

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“the entire smp is going crazy about you!” bad muttered into your shoulder. he had to physically lift you up in order for you to be at his level, but you didn’t mind in the least. you knew that’s what came with badboyhalo hugs.

“im sure,” you offered in response. bad let you down after one last squeeze, and you happily turned your open arms to punz.

“you’re crazy, woman,” punz shook his head, though he welcomed your embrace. you shook your head in return.

“what makes me crazy?” you inquired.

punz shook his head again at you after letting you go. “blowing up your own house? destroying neutral? leaving it all without a trace of you, i..” he shrugged at you. “no one understands. everyone thinks you’re dead. or worse.”

though your chest was filled with guilt, you still quirked an eyebrow at him. “what’s worse?”

“worse is that you weren’t the one to ruin it all,” bad explained solemnly. there was a pause where they awaited an explanation of any kind. you gulped down the guilt.

“i did it,” you assured first. “neutral’s livelihood was destroyed by my own doing. but..” you turned your gaze away from them for a moment. “technically, it’s still worse.”

“what do you mean?”

you took a deep breath to help you gather the right words. “i didn’t.. want to destroy neutral.” you looked into bad’s confused eyes, then to punz’s. “dream..”

“don’t say another word,” punz scoffed, throwing up his hands. “i knew that bastard had something to do with it–he withdrew from his alliance with l’manburg, like, two weeks after neutral went.” your brow furrowed as punz continued with frustration, “god, and i asked the egg for any sign that you were alright..” he shook his head. “and it didn’t tell me.”

“it knew you’d be upset,” bad sighed, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “the egg knew what it was doing.” bad smiled, reaching a hand out to you. “it knew she’d find her way to us.” you took it happily, yelping before laughing when bad pulled you into another hug with the two of them.

…

“i got it,” philza announced proudly, laying out a map after entering technoblade’s home. tommy perked up from the couch, where he had unfortunately passed out while waiting for phil. technoblade entered the room.

“knocking would’ve been nice,” the hybrid huffed, leaning over the kitchen table to inspect the large map. philza lit a torch to give the kitchen more illumination than just the moonlight streaming in through the windows.

“you got the message,” phil just brushed as tommy groggily made his way over. “fundy’s foxholes, mapped out to the best of my ability.”

maybe it was residual exhaustion from just waking up, but tommy felt dizzy from just the amount of lines that crossed and zagged on the parchment. “holy shit.. that many?”

“most start on the wall of l’manburg and branch to different locations,” phil explained, bringing his torch the slightest touch closer to the map. “they go to eret’s castle, spawn, old pogtopia.. one even stretches toward the prison.”

they gazed over the map in silence for a moment. technoblade spoke up, “we know fundy was sent out by l’manburg.. if he’s got any sorta’ information, i bet you eret knows.”

“how so?” tommy inquired, looking up at the taller man.

technoblade placed his finger on the tunnel to eret. “there’s no way in hell eret doesn’t know about the foxhole. he’s got eyes everywhere, including in l’manburg. if fundy knew anything, eret would use the foxhole to his advantage.”

“so chances are whatever l’manburg knows, eret knows,” phil agreed. then he sighed, “and.. there’s other news on that front.” they turned their eyes to the blonde man. “dream withdrew his alliance from l’manburg.”

“what?!” tommy immediately gasped, eyes wide with disbelief.

“l’manburg has to know something about y/n,” technoblade spoke seriously. “dream wouldn’t have left unless they were withholding serious information from him.”

“it’s a stupid move on his part, but it has to be true,” phil agreed. “i don’t know what he expects to do without their support.”

“he could’ve found out about the green festival,” technoblade proposed. phil sighed knowingly, shaking his head. tommy looked between the two of them. 

“what happened with the green festival?” tommy questioned.

phil looked toward the boy. “it never happened, but it was supposed to be a cover for l’manburg to kill dream.” tommy blinked in surprise, mouth hanging open in the slightest. “but since dream withdrew, the festival’s cancelled. either he found out about the coup, or he stupidly withdrew from the only nation that could give him support with the y/n situation.”

tommy’s mind was running like wild. though it was the least of his concerns, and certainly not his current priority, he couldn’t help but think that this might be his chance; with dream gone from l’manburg.. they might allow him back. he zoned out staring at the map just thinking of the possibility, heartbeat loud in his ears.

“whatever dream’s doing now, im sure it’s dangerous,” phil spoke, snapping tommy out of his temporary trance. “l’manburg’s backing or not, dream is a powerful guy. we need to keep our guards up and prepare for the possibility that he could come here next.”

“it’s true,” technoblade huffed, looking over at tommy. “he let us go in peace, but that bastard’s patience only lasts so long.” he considered for a moment as philza traced his finger along a path on the map. “tomorrow we’ll go get you some new armor, kid.” tommy grinned. “for now, let’s rest. we can think of plans for defenses and preparations tomorrow.”

philza nodded, rolling up the map. “i’ll be back in the morning. sleep well, boys.”

“night, phil,” tommy waved. once the door closed, he turned to technoblade again. his brother was looking him up and down, making tommy furrow his brow at him.

“im thinking netherite,” technoblade spoke aloud. tommy’s heart leapt. “you probably haven’t had a good set in a while.. im not as good of a welder as y/n, but i can try.”

“anything works, really,” tommy was quick to speak. technoblade offered him a tired smirk before beginning to slink out of the kitchen. “techno.” the taller man turned to him again. “thank you.”

“’course, kid,” the hybrid shrugged. “someone’s gotta take care of you.” tommy smiled. “get some rest, alright?” tommy nodded, muttering a ‘good night’ as technoblade disappeared to his room.

guilt filled his chest in the silence of the kitchen, thinking back to his wishful thoughts of l’manburg. tommy shrugged to himself, rolling his shoulders back at an attempt to rid himself of the feeling. his brother was going to make him some real armor tomorrow–a luxury he hadn’t seen in far too long. l’manburg could never offer him anything as kind as that.

whatever, tommy thought to himself as he retired to his room. it didn’t matter anyway.

…

“what are you two doing so far out of the smp?” you questioned the boys. your trio found a clearing in the forest, where you happily treated them to a picnic of your wrapped cooking. you were quickly preparing sandwiches as they spoke to and questioned you about your journey.

“we could ask you the same,” bad teased, nudging you before explaining, “the egg sent us to retrieve some materials out here. there’s a jungle temple not too far from here that had some..” bad and punz made quick eye contact. “..valuable materials.”

“i see,” you hummed with a nod. “well, im glad you found me on your way back.” they both smiled at you. “i needed a moment with someone other than nature.” you handed them both their completed sandwiches before sitting back to enjoy your own. “i came from the nether.”

bad would’ve choked if he had taken a bite then. “the nether?! i thought you hated it there!”

“i do,” you assured. “that much hasn’t changed.. but i needed to go somewhere that dream wouldn’t expect. and..” you shrugged, running a hand through the grass beneath your knees. “no really expected me to be in the nether.”

“that’s true,” bad ceded.

punz took a bite before asking, “was it a smooth trip, at least?”

you paused for a moment as you considered, thinking of your time with fundy and your moment with the god sent to find you. “as smooth as it could be for the nether, i guess,” you answered, offering him a half smile despite the deep-rooted ache in your chest.

“any idea where you’re headed next?” punz questioned. you hesitated for a moment, and your face must’ve visibly dropped, as bad turned and slapped his friend’s arm. as he quietly lectured him, you turned your gaze to the sky. you furrowed your brow at the unusual sight of a crow flying overhead; they weren’t usually native in brighter forested biomes. your mind wandered for just a moment before you were snapped back into the moment by bad’s voice.

“sorry, y/n,” he offered. “you don’t have to tell us; we know this journey’s yours to make.”

“it’s alright,” you assured, turning your gaze back to them with a kind smile. “im not entirely set on my destination yet, but.. i reallyam enjoying being a nomad again. some things about returning are just harder than others.”

“it’s your calling,” punz shrugged at you knowingly.

“i think so,” you agreed, taking a sip of the water you had gathered from a nearby lake. “but i did like having a home. neutral was the environment i had sought out when i left my village all those years ago..” you shook your head. “it just took a terrible set of circumstances to find it.”

“sometimes that’s how you find the things that become home to you,” bad offered comfortingly. “after all, we did just happen upon the egg.” punz nodded with strong agreement.

“andwe did just happen upon you,” punz reminded, throwing his arm over your shoulder to pull you to his chest affectionately. you giggled out again, placing a hand on the strong arm that had drew you in.

your heart sped up in the slightest as punz held you there for another few minutes as you talked, but you decided to brush it off as delight from getting to talk to the boys you hadn’t seen in so long. and for the rest of the afternoon, you traded stories of times happier than the present, and basked in the presence of the men who were always too busy to see you.

…

“at ease, gentlemen,” eret spoke when he saw his guards turn toward the entrance to his throne room. he knew at once who was walking through the entrance. he smiled kindly as the figure finally came into view. “welcome, ghostbur.” they stood from their throne as ghostbur approached further. “took you long enough.”

“apologies, eret,” ghostbur half smiled, offering a small bow to the king. “it began raining a week after i left and didn’t stop for a good few days.” he stood straight again as eret began to approach him. “you can understand why it took me a bit.”

eret nodded. “im nothing if not understanding.” ghostbur pursed his lips unsurely. “i know you don’t remember much from your past life, ghostbur, but..” eret stopped just a few feet from him. “im not proud of many of the things i did.” they took their glasses off, revealing his stark white eyes to ghostbur. for some reason, the ghastly man didn’t feel at all alarmed by the sight. instead, he felt an odd sense of calm. “i want to help you, ghostbur. but only if you want me to.”

the king paused to allow ghostbur to speak. he struggled for a moment to gather thoughts, memories–anything that could give more meaning to his words. but he just sighed as his illusory mind slipped him once again.

“i want you to help me, eret,” ghostbur assured, and she smiled at him. “i want to be human again.”

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