𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 | pog!Wilbur x r!enby

Chapter III

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚛'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

"Stop following me," I hiss through clenched teeth, and the apparition stops in the corner of the room, fidgeting nervously.

"I jus- wa- uh-" the ghostly figure forces out, seemingly frustrated. Is it unable to talk? And why has it been following me around for days?

"Who are you? What do you want?" I sigh, turning around to face them, but I stop short. My eyes narrow as I search around the room, but it's no use. They're gone.

Am I going mad?

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Wilburs head snapped towards the door as soon as he registered the sound of his brother's voice registered. He was getting caught talking to what probably looked like thin air more and more these days as his undead friend showed up more. Maybe some part of him was losing his mind, but did they really have to make him seem crazy to the living people?

"No one. Myself? Sorry." he finally answered, his head snapping towards his brother as he relaxed his posture, still able to see the gray figure looming in the corner of his room, although he had learned the hard way that no one else could see them

"Don't apologize, but, are you okay? I can get Phil-" Tom said in return, seeing his brother in thought, but also in the present, but that's how he always looked nowadays. Wilbur used to always have the hope for the present in his eyes as he led their own country. As of now though, his brother still had that small bit of hope, ever so shrinking, most of the time his thoughts dwelled in the concern of the future, struggling with what comes next.

"No, I'm fine Tommy, just thinking out loud." He insisted, his brothers that he shared the cave with already thought he was off his rocker enough.

"Thinking very aggressively.." Tommy made the playful comment, but continued to speak before Wilbur could butt in. "Buuut.. I'll drop it, Techno said he has something to tell us" Tommy just smiled to Wilbur's eye roll as they both headed towards the center of the ravine where Techno was rummaging through chests

"Technoblade." Wilbur passive aggressively greeted him as they walked up, he had noticed the ghostly figure float out of his room to follow them, boundlessly curious apparently.

"Techno blaaade" The haunting voice of his ghostly friend mocked his accent, a sound only for his ears to hear unfortunately, but he couldn't react to them in front of his two brothers, just slightly clenching his fist.

"Wilbur. I have an idea, but I need you to think it over before you give me an answer." Techno said, more seriousness in his monotonous voice then usual.

"Spit it out then." Wilburs tone, even after losing his great nation, had never lost its commanding edge that he had learned from facing the struggle of oppression and much more.

"Revolution, Revolt against Schlatt and kill anyone who gets in our way."

A/N:

clearly, there is so much to talk about here, for the first chapter that features techno, it hurts to post this now

i wrote this chapter probably like 2 weeks prior to the news, and there is so many things i want to say

i loved techno so much and i always will, technoblade was the first person to bring me into the dream smp fandom, and forever a very important person to me

i remember falling asleep to the old minecraft mondays vods, and watching him begin to understand how to participate in the lore, but still bring comedy into the situations

i have 2 more chapters written that i will slowly post, but after that i will most likely take a break, because as i am now, i dont think i can portray techno in the way that i would want to

i love you all, stay safe.

You see that flashback at the top of the chapter? My partner wrote that!! Everyone say thanks to Box's partner!

Eat water, drink food, sleep when you can and have some fun! Thanks for reading! ~Box <3