#anarchy collab

[amintyworld]

Technoblade saw Wilbur tense at the sight of the hybrid, causing his eyebrows to furrow in confusion.

he leaned close to his twin and whispered quiet enough as to only he could hear, "you good?"

Wilbur didn't reply, not even acknowledging what Techno had. He just watched Fundy as he worked.

His son, his sweet little boy. Not so little any more now was he? He wanted to hug him, hold him. Should he risk it? What if Fundy told Jshlatt he saw them? what if Fundy didn't even want to talk to him?

While Wilbur was frozen, Techno was questioning if this fox happened to one of the ones who caused his brother a life however he also saw how this was indeed a fox hybrid.

Was this the Fundy Tommy had mentioned? He had many features of a fox, hell he was a full hybrid and not just a half one. This had to Fundy, because fox hybrids were rather rare.

"Wilbur," Techno's voice pulled Wilbur from his thoughts, the curly haired male who's eyes looked to have pain in them. "is.. is that Fundy?" Techno asked and Wilbut took a sharp intake of breath.

The two stared at each other for a couple seconds before anither voice had been heard.

"Hello?"

- anarchy

ERET?! Wilbur's mind yelled at him to protectprotectprotect as the traitor approached. After all, the last time they'd seen each other was when the rat trapped them in a room to die. Trapped his son. His twelve-year-old son was trapped where he couldn't save him. Where he couldn't save his first life.

Techno noticed the way both Wilbur and Fundy tensed, Wilbur, moving his hand towards his crossbow. Techno quickly rushed to grab his wrist, they couldn't be stupid. They couldn't afford to make mistakes, not now.

"Eret." The fox hybrid stood on his feet, standing tall and hand hovering over his diamond sword. "What're you doing near Manburg?"

"Relax, Fundy. I come in peace." She said, holding up her hand to stop him. "Just following a bit of a trail, that's all." They glanced over at the wood-filled wagon. "Do you, uh... need some help?"

"No," Fundy answered all too quickly. "I'm actually almost finished."

"Well... that's good then." He shrugged off. Fundy just moved back toward the tree, raising his ax and splitting another log in half. Eret stood there awkwardly for a moment, before sighing. "I won't... I shouldn't keep you from your work-" Just as he moved across the clearing towards the other cluster of trees, Fundy cursed as he turned around.

"Eret wait."

"...Yeah...?"

"Have you... uhm, I mean... did you..." He faltered, expression going sour. "Did you get an invitation?"

"Invitation?"

"For the... for the Manberg Festival. It's in a few weeks." The fox hybrid scratched the back of his neck awkwardly as he held out a flyer Eret took. "Schlatt wanted to host this to celebrate democracy, there's gonna be games and stuff."

"Oh."

"Yeah, he wanted to make sure you knew you were welcome to come." Fundy awkwardly smiled. "Can we count on your attendance?"

"Sure, of course. As King it wouldn't be wise not to, in order to show signs of good faith, you know?"

"Right." Fundy nodded to himself. "By the way, you haven't seen Tubbo, have you?"

Tubbo...? They... they didn't know where he was? Wilbur thought for sure after he'd stolen the file he'd gotten one of his militia to... But if they hadn't, if they didn't know where he was, who did?!

"I've seen him on once or twice, why? Isn't he part of-?"

"Not anymore. There have been some... complications." Fundy explained. "But take an extra flyer if you see him again. Schlatt wanted him to come as well in order to make amends for it all and show his own good faith to the people who helped keep the country afloat. He helped so much when it came to gathering supplies and organizing work, you know. He was the one who helped plan the whole festival, and Schlatt and Quackity thought it wasn't right for him to not revel in the fruits of his labor, yeah?"

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"Holy shit.." Tommy whispered as he stared down at the file. He reread it multiple times before looking up. "HOLY SHIT SHE'S RELATED TO FUCKING DREAM!!"

"She's what?!?" Tubbo sad a she too took a glance at the file.

"Tommy, what the fuck are you doing?" Wilbur said as he took the file form the blondes hands, skimming over it himself. "Y/n? Tommy, whos Y/n?"

"That girl from a while ago," Tommy explained as he tried to take the file from his older brother, Wilbur soon moving it out of his reach.

"I thought you said she was no one?!" Wilbur asked, causing Tommy to take a quick intake of breath.

"I lied! Now give it back!" Tommy yelled, jumping up to get the file from Wilburs now loose grip.

"Tommy, who is she?" Wilbur asked, Tommy looking him directly in his eyes.

"She's... I think she's a friend. an ally. All we need to do I find her and we will have an upper hand! Think about it Wilbur, she is gonna know Dream better than anyone else here on the server!"

"Tommy Dream isn't out main priority right now!" Wilbur yelled, the two completely forgetting about that goat hybrid that was now hiding in the corner.

As the two boys argued, Tubbo couldn't take it. He didn't want to be caught up in there stupid argument so he left and went farther into the woods.

Why did those two always have to bicker? Tubbo thought as he stepped over a log. As the night went on, it seemed to be about 1 am. Tubbo soon realized he didn't have any form of light with him but there also happened to be no mobs in sight. strange.

- anarchy

A little ways into the forest behind Eret’s castle Tubbo began to hear a really weird clicking sound. Clicking? He couldn’t think of any mob that clicked. Was it another player?

Curiosity got the best of the goat hybrid as he moved closer to investigate. A clearing soon began to open up...

...that was a weird portal...

It stood like a nether portal but it was made of this weird purple block he’d never seen before. It glowed a deep black in the center.

He should go. He should really go and tell the others about this. But... there was some weird unnatural pull to it... like he should go in there.

No, he... he wanted to go in that portal. Nothing else mattered-

Suddenly, he was tackled to the ground by someone, a hand clasped over his mouth. He struggled, muffled complaints falling from his lips until a voice spoke calmly. “Don’t look at it.”

Eret...?

As Eret slowly let Tubbo go, the goat hybrid turned with a sneer. “What’re you doing here?! It’s 1am!”

“This is my property, technically... The better question is - what are you doing here, Tubbo? I thought Schlatt kept a close eye on his own.”

Tubbo stood up a little taller. “He doesn’t control me anymore.”

Eret smirked, proud of the young goat hybrid “Fair enough.” Sounds of the portal interrupted their conversation. “You saw the portal right?”

“Yeah... what blocks are those?”

“Not sure. Either way, a few enderman were crowded around it... I think they were bowing?”

“Bowing? For who?”

“I dunno.” Eret shrugged. Tubbo moved to peak over the bush. “Whoa, whoa, whoa- be careful.” She warned. “That’s endermen, remember? One look and you’re toast.” Tubbo tensed, and Eret awkwardly rubbed his shoulder. “Just no eye contact.”

From their position on the ground, they saw what looked to be a lot of feet-things of endermen carrying something in - a quartz chair, they realized - with someone on it. They looked to be around half the size of an enderman, with paw like feet and... was that a tail?!

Whoever it was looked to be the leader as they kneeled on the ground, the clicking getting louder until the creature’s grip on the ground changed. He stood up and began shrieking in a language neither two could understand, making them cover their ears in agony. One enderman was pushed forward, shaking, in front of the creature only to get slashed across the face by it, sending it inches from the two in the bush.

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"I see.. well if I do see him then I'll make sure he gets a flyer, Fundy." Eret nodded her head towards the fox, earning one back.

"thank you." Fundy then turned back to his work, chopping the wood a little harsher then intended.

"I'll see you there." Eret spoke and began to walk away. however this didn't mean Wilburs hand moved. Techno may have a tight grip upon his arm to keep him from doing anything, but that didn't mean it would actually keep him from anything.

The intense gaze Wilbur had on Eret's form until he wasn't able to be seen anymore confirmed Techno's thought entirely. That is Fundy.

Both of them had visibly eased at Eret disappearing, Wilbur letting out a small sigh of relief as Fundy stared talking to himself again. "why did it have to be me to give him the stupid invitation? Oh Hey! let's have someone who's totally not traumatized by past events caused buly her, give them the invitation! thats a great idea. absolutely fantastic!"

"Wilbur," Techno asked in hushed tones, "we need to go." Tech wasn't entirely sure Wilbur would even be able to move, he couldn't imagine what was going threw Wilburs head at the moment, considering he himself has never been a father. However, he couldn't deny the fact that he wished to meet his nephew. He wondered if he even knew he had another uncle, has Wilbur ever told him?

"..ya- ya let's go," Wilbur wasn't quite sure how he felt at that very moment, perhaps sadness? maybe anger? he couldn't explain it, not that that had to. c'mon Wilbur you have important things to do. he thought before looking around. There had to be a way to get out of here without being noticed. They just had to look.

- anarchy

Fundy moved deeper into the forest, pulling his wagon along with him, silently putting his axe back at his side. "Come on... where's the dark oak...?" With his back to the two brothers, Wilbur tilted his head and Technoblade was quick to follow.

Once they reached the cave, Wilbur was quiet, carefully putting the file away. He eventually settled on his bed, thinking. Techno sighed, sitting on top of one of the chests. "Wil, you okay?"

"Fine." He looked up to meet his twin's eyes. "I'm.. I'm fine, Techno."

A festival. Schlatt's president, he's been president for a while, he could do whatever he wanted... and he decided to throw a festival? It didn't seem right, it didn't feel right. Not only that, but he wanted to make peace with Tubbo after kicking him out so he could enjoy what he worked for? It just seemed a bit too merciful for the Jschlatt he knew.

He moved through his inventory, looking for a bit of bread to settle his stomach. Just as he thought about cleaning this out, he noticed it. The small red sash he'd made, back during the Independence War. He'd pricked himself more than once figuring out how to use that sewing machine. But, Fundy was so happy to have his own uniform, it was more than worth it.

Back during the beginning. A beginning that felt like ages ago. He clutched the soft faded fabric within his fingers, a few tears he'd told Fundy afterward he'd patch for him. Tears he would never get to mend. His thoughts drifted... was... was Fundy happier under Schlatt's rule? He always said he wanted to share his ideas for the country, but Wilbur always thought he wasn't ready yet, that he was still his little champion.

Schlatt gave him a government position on the spot.

Were he and Tommy... were they really the problem?

[amintyworld]

Tommy stared at Tubbo's unconcious form thayay in his bed. He was angry. no. he was fucking pissed.

The very slight of Tubbo in such a horrid state scared him, but the thought of someone's doing that to his friend angered him to no end. He vowed to give whoever did that to Tubbo and painful time, but he knew that it would have to wait.

"How is he, Tommy?" Wilburs voice rang threw the room as the curly haired man entered, a gentle smile on his face as he held a tray with two cups of herbal tea.

However, Tommy didn't answer. He didn't know what to say. From Tommy's view, Tubbo looked dead. That frightened him. How could it not? he came back only to see someone he considers a brother covered in blood.

Unknowingly, Tommy started crying again. He didn't realize it until he felt Wilburs hand wipe away one of the tears, causing the blonde to flinch back slight.

"He'll be ok," Wilbur whispered to his little brother. "It'll all be ok." Tommy nodded at his brothers words, unknown to the event that were to unfold in days time. events he wasn't ready for.

- anarchy sorry for the inactivity! however, I should be able to respond much earlier and stuff now!!!

Technoblade had been quiet since they arrived back, not exactly knowing his place and sensing the two needed some space. He was the only one who wasn't phased that day from the sight of death... he'd seen death before, more than anyone ever should in their lifetime. That kid was really something, though - after bleeding out with no help for who knows how long, he managed to survive. That was pure determination if he ever saw it. A fighter's spirit. And after all these years, he's learned to respect people who don't exactly go down easily. After all, if he didn't, he probably wouldn't have ever ended up in this family in the first place.

Wilbur set the tea down on the table, pulling Tommy in for a hug, which the brother accepted. He'd pulled away in a silent thanks after a minute, wiping away the remaining wetness from his eyes. He looked at Tubbo on the bed once more, before moving behind to grab something. With Tommy distracted, Wilbur looked toward the piglin, grabbing and potion and shaking it around slightly to reactivate it, focused. Techno caught his twin's eye for a moment. He knew what he wanted to know without a word - maybe it was some weird twin instinct, who knew?

You got this?

Silently, Techno gave a small comforting smile.

Yeah, I've got this.

Tommy pulled up a small wooden bench they'd made from some scrap leftover from crafting, setting it near the foot of the bed and claiming his spot. Wilbur crossed his arms like he always did whenever he needed to be an adult to the teen, taking a deep breath and getting his bearings. "The sun'll be down in an hour. You should really get some sleep."

"No." Tommy protested stubbornly. "I'm not tired."

Wilbur rested his hand on his forehead. Here we go with this shit again. Every time someone's hurt, it's always the same attitude. "Tommy-"

[amintyworld]

The very next morning, when Techno went to go check up on the two. Wilbur was still sleeping with Tommy still trapped within his arms. Much to Tommy's, who is now awake, disliking. However, Tommy refused to move.

"well this is a lovely sight," Techno smirked as Tommy let out a quite huff.

"for you," the teen whispered, Techno taking a seat at the end of the bed.

"I got dad's letters," Techno spoke, seeing Tommy wince at the mention of Philza. "he's worried."

Tommy gave a gentle nod. "What did the letters say?"

"Just about how he's worried about you two. Though he's very happy you're here with me as well. I'm pretty sure the first things he's gonna do when he gets here is make sure you guys are, indeed, better than when you arrived."

"Let's just hope Wilburs still asleep when he does."

"He didn't explain much about it, but why is he so stressed?" Techno asked Tommy.

he teen sighed as he thought back onto all of the burdens and responsibilities Wilbur had taken upon himself. "Mind if just- tell you what's happened?"

"go ahead "

Taking a deep breath, Tommy started. "We were holding a Presidential election for L'Manberg and we tried to have Schlatt be a sponsored. that was going well until Schlatt himself ran. At first Wilbur would have been president, but Quackity and Schlatt were together and their votes combined made Jchlatt president and Quackity vice president.

"Then, when Jschaltt was fully made President, Wilbur and I were exiled. So we hid and started Pogtopia. But with everything that's happened, Wilbur hasn't been to well. He's been busy trying to get L'Man- well Manberg now, back."

- anarchy I probably got SO much of that wrong so feel free to correct it

Tommy took a breath as he continued. "After he found me again on the SMP, well, I guess he saw how shit I was and wanted to take care of me. Be the big brother and be a Dad, in a way."

Techno looked over at Wilbur. Of course he wouldn't tell him any of this, he... why'd he have to be such a terrible brother? Phil told him where they were and that they were safe, why didn't he go after them?! He kept a stern face, like he usually did, and sighed. "Must've been hard on him."

Tommy dryly laughed. "Well, you know, I didn't exactly make it easy on him." Then, his mind drifted... Fundy. Gods, how'd be forget about his nephew?! "I forgot, there's uh, one other thing..."

"What's that?"

"Wil also, kinda, had a son."

"...what?" The piglin tried his best to hold back any anger as to not scare Tommy. In truth, he was beginning to wonder how much he forced himself to miss. "What do you... how's that...? Heh???"

"He'd had this girlfriend for a while before L'manburg. I never really got her name, but I guess it didn't matter then. Wilbur was really happy. Then, when we started L'manburg, someone left this fox hybrid outside the walls. Wilbur said it was his son, and that's all I really know. We took him in and raised him - Fox hybrids grow really fast, who knew? - when Schlatt took over, Fundy, he... he stayed behind. He sided with them. Wil seemed quick to brush past it, but I dunno." Tommy looked over at Wilbur, asleep, and quickly backtracked. "Don't tell him I told you, though."

Fundy...? A girlfriend...? Wilbur had a son?! He... he was an uncle?!

Why didn't Wilbur write about any of this?!

More importantly... what else had he forgotten to write about?!

"Well, that's good to know. Thanks, Tommy." Technoblade assured his brother. He took a deep breath, pushing away the clouding emotions for a small smile. "Let's go wake up sleeping beauty, huh?"

Tommy smirked. "Nah, I got this." He took a deep breath before shouting. "WILLLLLLLLLL-!"

[amintyworld]

By the time the two turned back to Tommy, the teenager had cleaned off his plate of food and was looking expectantly at the pink haired man.

"more?" Tommy asked hesitantly, like he wasn't able to have more. Over the years, Tommy had gotten into the habit of overthinking.

"Jesus christ, you're that hungry huh?" Tech had went to get the bot more food, much to Tommy's liking.

"OK so," Wilbur said the second Techno had returned. "We need your help."

"with?" Technoblade asked, Tommy still shoving his face full of food.

"OK, first. Tommy, slow down before yiu choke on all of your food." Wilbur shot him a stern glare, Tommy glaring right back before shrugging his shoulders. Soon after that, Wilbur had explained the entire situation.

Nodding his head, Techno smirked as he stared Wilbur in the eyes. "I'll give you an answer after you sleep."

Narrowing his eyes, the two held eye contact. "I'll sleep once I get an answer."

"the answer you're gonna get unless you sleep is a no."

"wh-"

"We'll both sleep if we get a yes! c'mon Wilbur, let's go to bed!" Tommy interrupted as he stood up and grabbed ahold of Wilbur's hand and tried, and struggled, to bring Wilbur to a bedroom.

"wait- Tech where are you're bedrooms?"

this caused all three of the boys to laugh, any and all tension that could've been disappearing.

- anarchy

Technoblade’s mouth turned up in a smile at his brothers. “Just down the hall to your left. Wait, I gotta get an extra blanket-!”

“Nope, Nap Time!” Tommy yelled as he practically dragged Wilbur into that direction, who was caught off guard, holding his wrist with a tight grip. Techno was dying laughing in the living room at the display.

“TOMMY-!” Wilbur, struggling with a bit of tug of war but eventually just let Tommy lead him. He sighed lovingly at his brother, happy to see him excited for the first time in a while. Tommy practically kicked down the door to the room, and pointed to the bed, turning to his brother looking like a man on a mission.

“Shouldn’t we wait for-?”

“Nap time.”

So that’s how the two of them ended up curled up in Techno’s guest room he usually reserved for when Phil visited, Tommy practically on top of the exiled ex president to make sure he got some rest. When the older piglin brother shuffled in a little later with a extra pillow and blanket, he snickered at the half asleep snoozing Tommy and Wilbur who looked utterly trapped.

“Help me.” Wilbur whispered and Techno giggled, holding back a chuckle for fear of waking the youngest.

“No way dude, it’s nap time.” Technoblade whispered back, to which Wilbur gave him a death glare. The Piglin tossed him a pillow, as Wilbur adjusted to place it under his head, and then Techno draped another thinner blanket over the two. “I’ll wake you for dinner.”

Warmth flooded Wilbur’s chest at how familiar this all was. “I missed this.” He admitted softly, his older brother looking over at him fondly, crossing from closing the curtains to turning off the lights.

“Welcome home, Wilby.”

Welcome home.

As Technoblade turned back into his kitchen, he found four crows, two with small sparkling necklaces. Each with a letter in its beak. He let out a sigh as he walked over. Phil was already freaking out over Wilbur’s letter, he couldn’t imagine his crows’ report of what he saw helped his worry in the slightest.

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[amintyworld]

"I said no!" Tommy shouted causing silence to fill the room, but only for a moment.

"I know you're worried," Wilbur put a reassuring handupon Tommy's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "he'd want you to sleep."

"You make it sound like he's dead," Tommy whispered as he refused to move from the spot on the bench.

"I'll pull another bed into here for you, how about that?" Reluctantly, Tommy nodded his head and watched as Wilburs figure disappear.

***

The twins watched Tommy breath in and out. Wilbur thought he looked peaceful in this very moment, like the stress if all the events never excited in the first place. As if it was just a bad dream.

Though Wilbur knew this wasn't the case as he turned to Techno, who whispered something to him "He'll be ok."

"As long as he doesn't know, yes he will be." Wilbur turned to leave the room, Techno soon following. "now all we need, is her."

- anarchy

"Wil, what is it with you and this girl? I thought we talked about this." Technoblade groaned, following Wilbur up and out of the ravine. "Uhm, where exactly do you think you're goin'?!"

Wilbur huffed, slowing his pace as he pulled out the file from his jacket. "30,125 blocks from here, give or take."

"Wilbur, what the fuck is that?!" Techno marched over, snatching the file and holding it above his head to read where Wilbur couldn't reach. He scanned it, eyes narrowing as he looked over at his twin. "Did.. did you make this?!"

Wilbur's eyes widened at the implication. "NO! Christ Tech, how much of a lunatic do you think I am?!"

Technoblade gave him a blank stare. "Do... do you really want me to answer that..?" Wilbur just rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "So then how'd you get this?"

"Tommy got worried about her and had Tubbo steal it from Manburg's files. Schlatt connected it to all server data - it has logged on dates, house locations, darkest fears..."

"That.. is the creepiest thing I've ever heard." The piglin slowly began to realize that since he's joined the server, that tyrant probably has sensitive information on him now... great. Just great. Would've been nice to know this before, he could've made a plan to at the very least keep the element of surprise here. Oh well. "I thought we agreed you'd let me handle this."

"With all due respect Techie, you don't know Schlatt or anyone else from this server as well as we do. They've got more power - they took one of my lives when they exiled us during the election. We need allies, Techno. Or else we don't stand a chance."

'They took one of my lives...'

The piglin brother could hear the voices stirring in anticipation for revenge, for death, for blood to stain the grass red. They... they killed him... they killed him when he couldn't even defend himself?! He gritted his teeth as he tried to take a deep breath. "They... what?" His eyes narrowed. "And when exactly were you planning on telling me this?!"

"Techno, please-" Wilbur sighed. "There's more important..." His eyes drifted behind his twin. Was... was that Fundy...? His son. His... his traitorous son. Heading towards them. "...fuck." Before Technoblade could realize what was going on, Wilbur had snatched up his wrist and pulled him behind a tree, hand to lips.

That's when he heard the whistling and creaking... was that a wagon...? A fox hybrid came into view, a clipboard tucked under his arm. He checked with a small dissatisfied groan. Still twenty away from the quota. "How about you assign Tubbo's work for the festival to someone else, Schlatt? No? No, you want me to pick up the place along with all the other work I've got? On the saaammme deadline?! Gee Schlatt, I'd love to..." He grumbled.