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one big happy family.

what a lie. what a fucking lie.

dysfunction ran in the bones of the smp more than the blood in their veins. narcissism and cruelty walked hand in hand with DNA.

one big happy family, they say as eret led them into the control room. as a civil war broke out. as blood paid the price of their freedom just as much as the discs did. maybe even more to be honest.

as schlatt stood up on the election podium, victorious, much to the terror of everyone. as he banished tommy and wilbur with a smug grin.

(schlatt was not remembered kindly. his actions didn’t include a single good one).

as a firework flew towards tubbo in the execution stand. a stand that stood on a stage that tubbo decorated himself.

as schlatt belittled his own vice president behind close doors. as he drove his own ally away with cruel remarks and purposely hurtful actions. as the alcohol bled into his system more and more.

as he passed away anticlimactically.

his funeral served as a reminder that he was not, and never was, a kind man. his funeral, filled to the brim with people who held so much hatred for him.

one big happy family, they say as phil rammed a sword through his own son. his son dying to the symphony of explosions that he had conducted moments prior.

(the only finished symphony wilbur had ever created)

one big happy family, they whisper as techno planted withers down and left the country with a promise.

as george’s home went up in flames.

as dream forced everyone in an ultimatum that casted tommy away.

(as tubbo casted tommy away. tubbo.)

where was the happy family as tommy was exiled tormented all on his own? where was it when the smp let a child get tortured and hurt by a monster?

selfishness had always been more prominent than family in the eyes of everyone around. selfishness and apathy.

there was no goddamn family. they didn’t care.

hatred lingered on the server, it lingered like a fog that just couldn’t go away. it festered like the craters of l’manberg.

where was dream’s demented, dysfunctional idea of a happy family when they hunted techno down for his crimes. as they ransacked phil’s house for a lead. as techno sat in the prison of iron bars and watched an anvil fall from the sky.

as techno swung a pickaxe clean through quackity’s jaw.

a pickaxe through the jaw was nothing in comparison to the explosions that tore through the country though. it was nothing in comparison to the damage techno and dream had done to their home.

(and phil. people forgot the old man had been involved. the bitterness of the butcher army tearing through his home had lingered and festered to a deep grudge.

and niki. who had once been kind. niki who was hit by their thoughtless actions again and again. whose hatred had brewed from the start, whose hatred went unacknowledged until she was under the tunnels. until she aided the destruction of their old home with no remorse or regret. until she burnt down their last symbol of hope.

scorned people were not kind ones).

as the egg took it voices and clawed its own place in the smp. as it wrapped around people’s heads with fake promises and lies.

as it hosted a trap of a banquet.

another festive thing that was actually a disguise for death.

(said a lot about the smp, didn’t it?)

there was no happy family, thinks tommy as he stared at wilbur. white streak in his hair, terrifying grin on his face. he threw his arms wide and claimed the sunset as his own.

there was no happy family.

the smp. it had never been a family. “one big happy family” had simply been the words of a deranged maniac. one that rotted away in pandora’s vault. his words meant nothing, not when all he wanted from the world was chaos and destruction.

one big happy family had been a method of manipulation, much like the rest of his words.

-one big happy family