-chapter twenty one-

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"Why are you at my house, Tommy?"

Tommy couldn't answer, to shocked. He knew this is what he got for not being careful enough, barging into someone's house unwanted.

This was going to end terribly for him. He thought Techno would turn him in to Dream, or just kill him himself right there.

"Tommy, I'll ask again." He thought quickly on how you trap the boy, grabbing onto the sleeve of his shirt as he grabbed one of the swords and put it to his side. "What are you doing in my house?"

Tommy couldn't help but react to this like it was Dream, the actions being so similar. He flinched to the side, not trying to wiggle away. He stayed still for a moment before trying to beg with a quiet voice when Techno didn't let him off.

"Please..I'm sorry. Just let me go.."

This was..very odd to Techno, to say the least. Tommy never apologized, esspecially for stupid shit like this. He would always try to fight and squirm away, so Techno knew something was off.

Out of straight pity, he let go and gave him a step for room.

The kid looked terrible, now that Techbo really saw him. He was half dead, his skim pale and his clothes ragged. It was like he was covered in a layer of grime. His arms were filled in bruises, cuts, and scraped, even some faint ones being seen where the scars were.

He had bandages in some places, really showing that this wasn't Tommy just being clumsy. He was actually hurt, and seeing how he was acting, it meant something bad.

"Tommy, just tell me what your doing here." Techno softened his voice too, lowering the sword.

"I- okay..everything I was going to steal is..is on the floor. I swear I didn't know it was your house, or I would have never tried to take anything." He rambled, scattering for everything he knew just so he could get this over with and leave. "Just..please let me leave. I won't come back, and I barely know the way anyway. No on will know, just plea-"

"Tommy." He was interrupted, a rather loud stop coming from Techno. It scared Tommy into shutting up, which honestly made Techno feel bad. "I just want to know what you were doing here."

Tommy couldn't look him in the eyes, he stared down at the sword as his body untensed and he swallowed back his nervousness.

"I- uh..it's really a long story, and I have to get going otherwise he'll find me and then I'm..fucked."

"Tommy, just tell me how you ended up here." Techno tested, not really giving a care for what Tommy said. He wanted to know what he was doing in his house. In his defense, this was someone he deemed an enemy showing up trying to steal stuff, and he looked like death itself.

"I ran away, okay? I was exiled and- and it wasn't going to well, so I'm running. And I'm sure he's after my ass already, so I really need to leave. Just..please."

This was the first time Tommy looked him in the eyes. It was a struggle, but he wanted to get his point across. His chest started to hurt and it rose and fell fast. He wasn't able to take deep breaths from how much he was panicking.

Techno saw in his eyes how truly petrified he was. The colour was dimmer, not the bright blue that used to shine in the kid's eyes. He saw how truly traumatized he was from whoever this man was.

"Look, Tommy. I..I don't want you going out in the cold like that. You look terrible, and it isn't safe to be traveling with what little clothing you have on. I want ro make a deal with you, alright?"

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