This could contain spoilers for some streams a week or two or three back (I don't remember), so if you don't want spoilers, maybe skip this chapter :3 If you still want something to read, I posted another chapter of "Minecraft YouTubers, But In Space" that doesn't have any spoilers. Feel free to go read that :))) I appreciate you all so very much, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/evening/afternoon <3

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"He'd lie to you, Dream, but Tommy wouldn't lie to me."

Dream looked down on them both, and it seemed like even Tubbo was backing him. Tommy nodded his head, hiding behind Techno, looking angrily at the green man and his former friend.

"I don't think you're involved in this, Techno," Dream warned, tilting his head slightly.

"I didn't want to be involved in this, but Tommy got involved, and I'm willing to fight everyone here for him," Techno tried to say it calmly, but by the end of his sentence, his hostility was clear.

Tubbo glared at Tommy, pulling out his sword and gearing up his shield. "How could you team with him?" Techno raised his eyebrows, unamused.

"He actually cares," Tommy seethed.

"He doesn't care about you, he cares about destroying the government-"

"Even if that were true, I would still be on his side!" It seemed like Tommy was pleading with Tubbo now, and the brunette glowered at Techno.

"I guess you still haven't figured it out yet, huh?" Tubbo said, looking back at Tommy hatefully. "People are more important than things."

"Oh, yeah. You would know, wouldn't you, Tubbo!?"

"That was my mistake-"

"It was a pretty fricking big one-"

"Well, I'm sorry!"

"I wish that were true."

Techno watched in unease as tears began to form in Tommy's eyes. Tubbo had winced back, and Techno could see tears already running down his face. Techno's gray eyes shot back at Tommy, wondering what was going through the boy's head.

"The discs don't matter, Tommy..." Tubbo started.

Tommy snapped. "THE DISCS, TUBBO," Tommy screamed, clenching his fist tighter around the Axe of Peace. "THE DISCS WERE WORTH MORE THAN YOU EVER WERE!" With a swift motion of the ax, he broke Tubbo's shield in two, knocking the brunette to the rubbled floor.

Tubbo opened his mouth, trying to make out a sentence.

"I-I don't..."

"You don't get to say anything," Tommy shakily growled. (Hahahaha, plot twist?)

Dream took out his sword, the flames licking the air as he took his place in standing in front of Tubbo. He spoke smoothly, taking slow, calm steps toward the young blonde.

Techno hastily moved next to Tommy, splashing them both with potions to prepare them for the fight.

"Technoblade, stand back," Dream ordered.

"Why would I do that-"

"Because I think I'll use that favor now."

Techno was silent, fixing his pig mask over his face and glancing anxiously at Tommy. "What do I need to do?" He asked cautiously.

"I'm pretty fair, so I'll give you two choices," Dream said. Techno frowned. "You can either stand to the side and not make a move while I kill Tommy, or two, you can do it yourself." Tommy stumbled back in trepidation, but Techno caught his arm before he splashed into the water. Holding his cloak like a shield in front of the blonde, Techno shook his head. From behind Dream, Tubbo clamped his fists in fury, spitting out poisonous words.

"That seems fair."

Dream grinned at Tubbo, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad you and I are on the same page." Tubbo nodded, still staring daggers at Tommy.

"I can't do that, Dream," Techno finally said.

"You will, or I'll execute Phil."

"You-" Techno looked furtively around the area, then at Tommy.

The young blonde tugged on Techno's cape. From his own knowledge, Tommy knew that Techno wouldn't choose him over Phil.

"It's fine, Techno. Dream has a right to kill me."

"No, he doesn't."

"Techno, I am the whole reason everyone is suffering. Tubbo was right. I am selfish." Tommy looked sadly at a now confused Tubbo. "If I never came here, then there wouldn't have been any wars, and no one would be fighting for what's just their inevitable death."

"But Wilbur would've started L'Manberg anyway..." Tubbo offered, now feeling guilty.

"Would he have, though?"

"..."

"It's my fault he's gone..."

That last sentence of Tommy's was unsettling to Techno.

"And, no... The discs never mattered more than you." Tommy's eyes dulled ever so slightly, looking dead into Tubbo's misty-eyed eyes. "I'm... I'm sorry."

Tubbo nodded slowly but didn't apologize back. Tommy turned to Dream, a defiant look set on his face. Dream's mask seemed to sadden, and he barely moved his head to look at Techno. Tommy glanced at Techno, a look of regret painted on his face.

"What are you doing, Tommy?" Techno asked tentatively.

Tommy ignored the question, throwing off his armor at Dream's feet.

"I'm ready to die."

Dream smirked. This was too easy.

"Wh-" Techno took a step in front of his ally. "No, you are not going to die, Tommy."

"But Phil-" Tommy reminded him.

"Phil can handle himself for now," Techno affirmed, taking off his helmet and setting it on Tommy's head, along with giving him a spare set chest plate and leggings he had brought just in case.

Dream cackled. "Are you ready for a 2v30, Techno?"

"At least I have someone on my side this time."