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His Anchor, Her Reason ~ Chapter 2

Chapter 2/?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

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Chapter Summary - Wilbur finally snaps which leads him to the end of the line. Y/n is tended to by Philza and doesn't wake up for a couple of weeks. What happens when she wakes up to find her lover gone and a ghost in his place?

Series Summary - Throughout the Years Wilbur and Y/n had stuck together. She was the anchor that kept him sane during Pogtopia. But he thought she lost her last Canon Life, he snapped and blew up L'manburg. After his death though, Y/n is found to have a faint heartbeat and is coaxed back to health by Philza and Techno. Even though Wilbur isn’t alive with her, she knows that he wouldn’t want her to give up. He’s her reason to stay alive even when things get tough. But, can she bring him back after he’s been revived?

TW: Mention of death, Cussing

A/N: IT IS SO HARD TO QUOTE WILBUR BECAUSE HE KEPT SAYING "UMM" AND WOULD JUST RANDOMLY END A SENTENCE AND START TALKING ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE. BE PROUD OF ME!!!

༺—–Wilbur's POV—–༻

She was gone... Now, there was no one here to stop me from my reckless thinking. I kept hoping that I'd hear her voice behind me, telling me that I was being stupid. See, that's the thing, I know that what I'm about to do is wrong, but without her voice, I can't force myself to stop.

I ignore every thought in my head that sounds like her voice. She's gone and there is nothing I can do about it. The only thing to do is get rid of the place where she left me. I can't be reminded of her shagged breaths, pained whimpers, or scream of pain as the blade pierced her skin.

I walk faster as I see the place where a hidden door lies. The one room I promised Y/n that I would never return to. But I can't live in this place knowing that she... she died here.

As I approach the door, I take a breath, making sure that I want to do this. I walk in without another thought and I immediately feel in control. This has to be done, there is nothing else we can do. Everything about this nation leads to death, and it has to be cleansed.

I stand there, staring at the one thing that controls the fate of this.

"This is it, it's over," I say reaching for the button.

"What are you doing?" A voice says behind me.

"Phil?"

"What. Are. You. Doing?" He asks again.

"I-"

"Where do you think you are?" He asks me.

"In the area around L'manberg..." I reply, knowing damn well he knows where we are.

"Mhm, yeah. In L'manberg, you said?"

"Okay, I will admit..." I trail off. "Do you know what this button is?"

"Yup, I do," Phil says with his arms crossed.

"Have you heard the song on the walls?" I ask, looking around at the signs I placed there when I had built this place. "Phil, there was a special place where men and women could go. But it's not there anymore..."

"But it is there, you just won it back Will," he replies, stepping closer.

"Phil I haven't been this close to pressing this button since Y/n stopped me last time!" I yell, losing my hold on sanity.

Fireworks sound outside and cries of battle can be heard.

"They're fighting! They are fighting out there!" I cry.

"And you want to just blow it all up?" Phil asks, very cautiously.

I ponder that question for a minute. If I knew Y/n was out there, right now, alive, I wouldn't do it. But she's not there, she's gone.

"I do..." I finally respond.

"But you fought so hard to get this land back," he tries to reason with me.

"It's been so long that the button might not even work. If I press it, it might do nothing. Y/n could have deactivated it like she threatened so many times."

"Do you really want to take that risk?" Phil asks me, I can hear the hope in his voice that I won't take the risk.

He doesn't know... he doesn't know that she's gone...

"There is a lot of TNT, potentially connected to that button," he reminds me, gesturing to the button on the wall.

"Phil, there was a saying, and god I haven't heard it since it was said. But it was said by a traitor who was once part of L'manberg, named Eret. He had a saying, 'It was never meant to be.'"

That was it, my decision was made. I turn back towards the button, looking at the song Y/n wrote for this nation one last time. I press it, half wishing it did nothing and half wanting this cursed land to be wiped off the face of the planet.

Explosions ring out across the whole nation, some even flinging me across the room. The nation we worked so hard to keep, was gone, one big crater.

I stand, looking at the destruction.

"It's all gone!" Phil yells, shaking me from my trance.

"My L'manberg, Phil, my unfinished symphony forever unfinished. If I can't have this place with her, no one can!" I cry out, loud enough for everyone standing in the wreckage could hear me.

I look at all their faces, they're horrified that I would do something like this.

"Kill me, Phil," I say turning to my father, throwing him my sword. "Kill me, Phil. Stab me with that sword. Murder me now!"

He hesitates.

"Look, they all want you to!"

And I want to join my love...

"I can't," he says. "You're my son! I don't care what you've done, I won't kill you!"

"All this work and it's gone, Phil! Do it, do it or they will!"

༺—–Third Person POV—–༻

Philza Minecraft, the father of Wilbur, murders his son, in front of everyone. Leaving them all shocked, but they had to get past that because they have to worry about the traitor who is now very pissed over the fact that Dream "killed" Y/n.

Techno had a plan in place in case something were to go horribly wrong. After returning from taking you back to the savest place he could think of, he decided that this counted as things going horribly wrong.

His plan went into motion moments after Wilbur was killed. Withers had been spawned at his command and chaos had started. Everyone began fighting the withers, trying to save whatever is left after the explosions.

Through all the chaos, Philza made his way home. But to his surprise, he found Y/n laying on the couch, where Techno had left her. But what Techno hadn't noticed when he brought her all this way, was that her shallow breaths had started to even out and the bleeding had almost completely stopped.

"Oh god, Y/n what happened to you?" Philza asked as he rushed to grab healing potions and bandages, before kneeling by her unconscious body. "This is why he did what he did, isn't it? How am I gonna explain everything that has happened?"

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Weeks had passed, and Y/n was slowly getting her strength back. When she had finally woken up, she found Tommy and Tubbo sleeping in chairs by her side, each holding one of her hands.

They had jerked awake when she squeezed their hands, both letting out sighs of relief and then calling to Phil. He tended to her healing wounds, and even though he wished he didn't need to, he told her what had happened.

Y/n had taken the news surprisingly well, but what was unknown to everyone but Y/n, was that Y/n had already expected this outcome. Wilbur wasn't by her side when she woke, and he was too calm while he held her during what she thought were her last moments.

When Y/n was back on her feet, Phil called Techno, letting him know that she was going to be okay. Once given the news, Techno rushed home to find Y/n walking through the garden.

"What are you doing little one?" Techno asked as he got closer.

"Just thinking," she replied, turning to face Techno, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. "Why did he have to go and be a dumbass?"

Techno quickly made his way to her, pulling her into a tight hug.

"I don't know, but it's going to be okay. I promise."

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Philza had told nobody but Techno, Tommy, and Tubbo that Y/n was going to live. So when Y/n went into town to see the damage that Wilbur had caused, people were shocked to see her. They had made a memorial for her and were in the process of placing flowers on it when Y/n had spotted them.

She made her way up to them and everyone froze when they heard her quiet voice.

"What's all this about?" She asked.

Niki was the first person to react when she heard her best friend's voice. She dashed over to Y/n and pulled her into the tightest hug she had ever given.

"Oh Y/n," she cried, "You have no idea how happy I am to see you."

Karl, a close friend to Y/n and Niki, made his way to the girls and wrapped his arms around them. Tears threatened to spill.

"You have no clue how hard it has been without you," he said pulling away to look at Y/n. "Purpled made this for you. We wanted something to remember you by."

Y/n looked back at the statue. She was wearing a flower crown that Tubbo always made for her each spring morning, holding what people called "Her Book of Dreams," and she was wearing her spring dress.

"Oh wow, Purpled this is amazing," she whispered as she made her way up to the plaque so she could read what it said.

"To our dearest Y/n, throughout all the years, we have been grateful for everything you have done for us. You were the best sister and friend any of us could have asked for. You were here for us when we needed a shoulder to lean on. It never mattered what side of a war you were on, we still loved you and you were still there for us. You risked your life for all of us and made sure our lives were perfect. We only wish we could have done more for you. Rest in peace our friend. Love, All of the SMP."

Tears were forming as Y/n read this. Everyone had signed the plaque to show their love and flowers were planted and placed all around the memorial. Y/n wiped at her eyes, turning back to the group. But as she went to thank all of them, a ghostly voice made her freeze.

"Why are all of you so sad? Here have some blue," he said. "It's to help you not feel sad anymore."

Everyone turned to Y/n who was staring at this ghostly figure standing on the walkway. They didn't know how she'd react to seeing this new version of her lover.

"Ghostbur, I know you're just trying to help, but we should get going," Tommy said, trying to make Ghostbur keep walking.

"Wait, before we leave," Ghostbur said looking at Y/n, "Why do you look familiar?"

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His Anchor, Her Reason ~ Chapter 1

Chapter 1/?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

Chapter Summary - Dream uses Y/n to make Wilbur easier to manipulate. But at what cost?

TW: Blood, mention of injuries, death…?

A/N: … I- I had to stop writing after Wilbur tells Y/n “Close your eyes and rest my love” because I was crying so hard. Not to mention writing everyone reacting to her dying…

(Everyone loves Y/n, it doesn’t matter what side of the fight she’s on. She’s everyone’s little sister unless it’s Wilbur then she’s the love of his life)

(Everyone’s goodbyes are in bold)

༺—–Y/n POV—–༻

I won’t say life was simple, because it wasn’t. Wilbur was always focused on Pogtopia or Manberg. He was always worried about if they were gonna be found. He stressed over me going outside the protecting walls of Pogtopia. He had nightmares of what could happen.

But I was always there. I grounded him and helped him think straight. I made the nightmares go away. I gave him hope. He didn’t think irrationally while he knew I was safe. He didn’t overthink or stress as much.

I was Wilbur’s Anchor.

During the Manberg vs. Pogtopia War, Wilbur and I had been taken where everyone could see us. Dream had pulled me from Wilbur and held a knife to my side, threatening Wilbur, telling him that if he says or does the wrong thing, I would get hurt. Dream knew exactly how to control Wilbur.

But even though Wilbur had given Dream satisfactory answers and did everything he was told. Dream knew the only way to manipulate Wilbur fully, was to take away the only thing holding him together. Dream wanted what Wilbur couldn’t accomplish with me around.

So Dream did the only thing he could, he plunged the blade as far into my side it could go, as I let out a pain-filled scream. But before pulling out the blade he whispers,

“I’m so sorry my friend. I will find you again and revive you. I promise.”

He pulls out the blade with a sickening sound, and let me drop to the ground with a painful thud.

Everything began to feel distant as I began to lose more and more blood. I could hear Wilbur yelling my name, I could see him fighting whoever was holding him back. I could hear Tubbo and Tommy yelling for someone to help as they tried to fight their way towards me. I heard Techno trying to reach me as he begged Dream to stop, but like everyone else, he failed.

My eyes began to close as my body grew cold. I tried to fight the numbness, but I was losing.

“Y/n, darling, please keep your eyes open!” I could faintly hear Wilbur crying from where he had fallen to the ground. “Please, don’t leave me! I need you!”

In every story, there was that one character who had a reason to want to live. It didn’t matter what had happened to the character, they survived because their reason was stronger than death itself.

Wilbur is my Reason.

But I was so tired. I had never felt sleep be this heavy before. It was like a weight that refused to lift, no matter how strong you are. Oh, how I wish that this once, I could overcome the weight and stop Wilbur’s tears, stop Tommy and Tubbo’s screams for help, and stop Techno’s begging. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t.

༺—–Wilbur’s POV—–༻

I could feel myself slowly losing control over the rational side of my brain. Y/n is laying there, her blood pooling around her, and I’m being held back by this asshole who doesn’t seem to understand that Y/n is dying!

“Wilby, I’m tired,” Y/n says, reaching out towards me. “I’m cold and tired.”

My heart breaks, and my body gives out. Dream won’t let me go until he knows for sure I can’t help her. But she sounds so weak, so fragile. All I want to do I hold her in my arms, but I can’t. I look at the ground as tears stream down my face. I couldn’t protect the one person that means the world to me.

My head flies up as I hear Techno yell,

“No!”

And Y/n lets out yet another blood-curdling scream. Dream had stabbed her leg, causing even more blood to leave her already pale body.

“Let him go,” Dream said, turning towards the guard holding me.

The guard releases me and I immediately rush to Y/n’s side. Pulling her carefully into my arms.

“Wilbur?” She calls weakly.

“I’m here baby, I’m here.”

Techno, Tommy, and Tubbo and let up to us. Techno immediately tends to Y/n’s wound on her side, trying to stop as much of the bleeding.

“Wilbur, I’m tired,” She says, trying so hard to keep her eyes open.

Now that I’m holding her, I can feel how uneven her breaths are. She’s trying so hard to stay awake.

“It’s gonna be okay darling… Close your eyes and rest my love…” I tell her, seeing her body relax knowing that we’ll be okay.

I hum her favorite song to her, as her breathing begins to steady. I lay her in the grass before kissing her cheek. Isn’t it funny how her story ends in her favorite field of flowers?

I stand up, looking at all the faces of our friends, her friends. Tears streaming down all their faces. I can only guess what goodbyes they are silently saying.

I turn away from everyone, heading to the one place I know I shouldn’t go to. But I don’t care anymore.

༺—–3rd Person—–༻

As Wilbur walks away, each person left behind weeps for Y/n. Hoping that somehow, she could survive this. They watch as Techno does whatever he can to keep her alive.

Her breathing becomes so slow that it looks as if she isn’t breathing. Techno, who is still putting pressure on her wound begins to think that it’s too late.

“NO! NO, COME ON Y/N BREATHE FOR ME, FOR US! PLEASE WAKE UP! You’re Y/n… and I’m Techno… We never die…”

Everyone’s hearts sink as Techno falls forward into Y/n’s shoulder. The girl he has always seen as a sister is gone. He cries, no one has seen him cry and it causes everyone to lose hope.

“Please don’t leave me Y/n! Please just stay with me!” Tommy cries as he sees her still body.

Everyone silently says their goodbyes or their prayers to Y/n. Hoping that somehow, she’ll hear them.

“Come on Y/n, don’t leave me now… We still have so much left to do my friend,” Jack whispers, wiping tears from his eyes.

“Come on Y/n, you have to wake up mamasita, please don’t leave me,” Quackity says as he watches Techno try to shake you awake.

“I would travel 1,000 years back just to see you again…” Karl says, letting the tears flow freely, thinking back to all the good memories you two had.

“Silly muffin…” BadBoyHalo cries as he grips the chair in front of him for support.

“Goodbye, my princess. I’ll never forget you” Eret cries. “I guess it was never meant to be…”

Tubbo kneels next to Y/n and kisses her forehead. “Fly high with the bees Y/n.”

Sapnap looks up into the sky, imagining Y/n is smiling down on everyone, “Thank you for all the memories, I love you so much, little sis. Promise not to forget about me, okay? We’ll meet again someday…”

Niki falls to her knees hiding her face in her hands as she cries out, “Out of everyone to die, why you?”

“Fly high Y/n, fly high…” Foolish says quietly while looking into the sky.

“Goodnight darling, your work is done…” Ponk chokes out, tears pooling in his eyes.

“I’ll make that statue you always wanted… Okay, Y/n? That way no one can forget you…” Purpled says through tears, as he sinks to the floor.

“May they treat you better up there than they did down here little one…” Sam says, turning away from Y/n’s still body.

“You can’t leave me Y/n… Who will troll BadBoyHalo with me?” Skeppy laughs through the tears

“You can’t leave us yet flower… We still need you…” George says, hugging himself as he cries.

Fundy makes his way to the small group huddled around Y/n, falling next to her and taking her hand. “If you leave, who will be there to be like the mother I lost? I can’t lose another mom Y/n!”

Fundy’s cries broke everyone watching. Even Wilbur heard from where he had been walking away. He froze and slowly turned around to see everyone crying, trying to make sense of it all. Y/n was the light of the SMP, what was life gonna be like now?

Punz was silent until he watched Techno lift Y/n’s body. After that, he broke.

“You had a great life down here sis, but I bet you’ll have an even better one up there…” Punz says betweens choked sobs.

Up above, Schlatt is watching everything unfold, not able to tell what happened. He turns to see Y/n appear faintly next to him.

“Hey Y/n, it’s nice to see you up here. W-wait… No! Why are you here!?!”

But before he can get a response, Y/n vanishes from his side, and a small breath comes from her still body that Techno now carries far from everyone.

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A/N: I didn’t mean for this to be more than one chapter, but I couldn’t keep writing without jumping ahead. So, you get more chapters!

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Fireworks ~ Quackity x Y/n

Quackity x f!reader

TW: Fireworks (Loud noises), cursing, fluff

Note: In 1st person. I’m sorry if your tall but for the sake of the story the reader is short. Also, it doesn’t really mention it but Y/n is around Quackity’s age (just wanted to say that so you didn’t get confused).

Remember: D/n = Discord name, S/n = Ship name, N/n = Nickname

Summary: Y/n meets up with the dspm gang for the first time. But things take a slight turn in the wrong direction when Tommy not only sets off fireworks, but when he also sets off Y/n’s fear of loud noises.

A/N: I know it’s not the Fourth of July but I’ve had this idea for forever so I wanted to write it.

Word Count: 2,015

༺𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂༻

“Happy Fourth of July everyone!” Tommy said through the discord as he and the rest of the gang streamed.

I am currently sitting in my room, waiting for Tommy to finish up. He said he’d be done in five minutes, he said that 30 minutes ago. Not gonna lie, he’s kinda a dick sometimes. He’s my best friend, but he’s just irritating sometimes.

I honestly shouldn’t have let him stream from my setup! I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but I shouldn’t have let him.

“Tommy,” I whined, walking over to him and placing my head on his shoulder. “You told me you would be done 25 minutes ago.”

I gave him a pouty face while trying to get his attention. He looked over in my direction but didn’t look at me. He looked over at the chat.

“Chat! Stop spamming that! Y/n and I are not a couple!” Tommy said, well more as he yelled.

I looked over to see the chat spamming their ship name for us, S/n. When chat first started spamming it, about a year ago, Tommy had freaked out. But now he just yells for the fun of it.

I laugh and put on a headset, pulling the extra microphone over to me.

“Hey chat!” I say waving at the camera even if I feel like a complete idiot doing so. “Tommy? Why isn’t a game pulled up on the computer? Weren’t you playing on the SMP?”

“Well, Mujer Bonita, we don’t have our set up with us at the moment,” I heard Big Q say through the call.

Big Q has a habit of giving me nicknames but saying them in Spanish. At first, I couldn’t understand a word he’d say, but now I know bits and pieces.

“Oh? And why would that be?” I ask.

“You’ll just have to wait and see missy,” He replies.

“Well chat,” Tommy interrupts. “I better end this before Big Q and N/n get into another fight. You know the drill and I really don’t feel like repeating it but check the follow button and I’ll see you later. Bye!”

He immediately ends the stream, but doesn’t disconnect from the discord call. He turns to me, letting out a long breath.

“What? Why are you acting like you need to do something this minute but you don’t want to?” I ask, tilting my head to the side. “Did you forget that you have a college essay due tomorrow?”

I hear a lot of, “Ooo,” coming from the boys still in the call. I laugh, at Tommy’s face.

“You’re never gonna let me live that down are you?” He asks, the corners of his mouth lifting up slightly.

“Do you really expect me to? You had 3 weeks to complete that essay and you put it off until the night before. I’m surprised you even finished it.”

“Tommy, the lady has a point,” Karl jumps in.

I smirk, triumphantly.

“Quit boosting her ego! You should see the look on her face,” Tommy says, somewhat annoyed.

The whole call bursts out laughing and I’m reminded of how much I want to meet them all in person. I’ve only met Tommy in person and he is currently staying over for the next couple of weeks. I really want to see them.

It’s weird, having people know you better than you know yourself. Especially if those people have never met you in real life. Like, take Karl for example, he knows every one of my favorite songs. Though that’s probably because I play and sing them nonstop when on a call with him.

“Alright, alright! Enough! N/n and I have to go. We’ll talk to you idiots later!” Tommy says.

Multiple byes and see ya’s can be heard from the call before Tommy logs off. That’s when he turns back to face me.

“Let’s go before we miss the party.” With that, he pulls me up and begins dragging me to the front door.

“Tommy where are we going?” I ask for about the third time during our little night drive.

“Y/n! I swear! If you fucking ask again I’m gonna turn around and we’re going home. And trust me when I say you’ll not be happy with that!” Tommy says as he takes a corner way too fucking fast.

I sigh, laying back further in my seat. I pull out my phone, opening Discord to find absolutely no messages from my main SMP friends. I frown, both confused and disappointed. That’s when I decide to get their attention.

See, the boys are very protective of me. Me being one of the only girls along with Niki has its perks. So, I text the main chat for our little group of friends.

D/n:

AAAHHHH SAVE MEEEEE

Big Q immediately answers this and I’m not surprised.

Quackity:

Woah! What’s wrong? Are you okay?

KarlJacobs:

You good?

Dream:

Fuck not again…

Tommy looks over when he hears me laugh at the boys’ reaction.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He leans over and looks at my screen. “Hey! Turn that off! No Discord during our trip!” He takes my phone again, placing it on the other side of him where I can’t reach it.

“Tommy… Give me my phone back!” I yell reaching for it.

“No! Get away!” He screams back at me.

“Don’t make me ask again Bitch Boy!”

Tommy playfully gasps, “Okay, now you’re not getting it back!”

I huff, sinking into my seat, defeated. My phone begins vibrating. Over, and over, and over, and over again.

“Damn girl, why do you have Discord notifications on?” Tommy asks, turning on my phone screen. “Holy shit! What did you say to them? I can’t read what they said because of your stupid Face ID, but I can tell that they’re worried.”

“Dude! Eyes on the fucking road!” I say as he drifts into the other lane.

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The drive takes another 30 minutes before Tommy turns into a parking lot. I get out of the vehicle, looking around. There is nothing here. I see no party.

“Here you go. Please answer them before they start bugging me,” Tommy says, handing his phone to me and then leaning on the car.

I unlock my phone to see multiple messages from the boys.

Quackity:

N/n? You can’t scream and then not respond to us!

Mujer Bonita? Answer us, please!

Tubbo:

Y/n?

Y/n are you okay?

GeorgeNotFound:

Did she get kidnapped?

KarlJacobs:

No, she didn’t fucking get kidnapped, George!

It goes on like this for a while. So I keep scrolling to find this,

Wilbur:

Have you tried calling her?

Quackity:

No, let me try really quickly!

Wilbur:

You should have tried that first dipshit!

‘Quackity started a call’

’Fifteen missed calls from Quackity’

I sigh,

“Tommy! You took my phone and now the SMP is worried!” I say, playfully slapping his arm.

“Geez! Sorry, I didn’t want them to spill the surprise!” He said.

But before I could even question him, he dragged me towards the one bend in the road at the end of the parking lot. This bend was conveniently wide enough for me not to be able to see the other side.

“Tommy, I don’t like this,” I say, pulling my arm out of his grasp and backing up. “What is going on?”

“Just trust me N/n.” Right after he said that I could feel my phone vibrate.

I unlock my phone, finding that I had a message from Big Q.

Quackity:

Trust him Mujer!

I look up, confused, but either way, I hesitantly reach out my hand to Tommy. Tommy grabs hold of my hand and pulls me around the bend.

I stop short, gasping at the sight in front of me. There was a huge house like tent with lanterns everywhere. There was a walkway with torches lining the path. The tent was illuminated by what I guessed to candles or lanterns. The one thing that stood out to me the most was the crowd of people all talking outside of the tent.

I freed myself from Tommy’s hold and ran down the path to the crowd. As I make my way closer, I see one of the short males turn to face me. I gasp as I recognize the face, freezing when I recognize all the faces in the crowd.

“What…?” I say quietly. “How are you here?”

Tommy comes up behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Happy Fourth of July Y/n.”

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After many hugs and some tears. We all settle down. Me sitting next to Alex on the loveseat. Wilbur sitting on a stool with his guitar, strumming the tune to Your New Boyfriend. And everyone else sitting on the couches and chairs that surround the fire.

I look around at our group, there was Alex, Karl, Wilbur, Dream with a face mask on, George, Tubbo, Tommy, Philza, Niki, and Ranboo who also had a mask on.

They did it. They actually made a get together. And it is the best get together I could have asked for.

Out of no where, Tommy jumps up and yells,

“Time for fireworks bitches!!”

He runs outside, everyone else following. But as I stood up I realized, I hate loud noises. Tommy’s yelling is fine but, fireworks? I’ll have a mental breakdown.

“You okay mi amor?” Alex asked, walking back over to me.

“Mhm,” I say quietly, still looking at the wall.

“Hey…” Alex says quietly, using if hand to gently turn my head to face him. “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t laugh,” I saying, smiling sadly.

“I promise.” He sticks his pinky out for me to link with mine.

I laugh lightly, linking our pinkies in a promise.

“Okay, so…” I take a deep breath. “I’m scared of loud noises.”

Alex looks shocked at that. But he doesn’t laugh. He gives me a small smile and pulls me into a hug. But then suddenly he pulls away.

“How do you handle Tommy’s yelling and screaming them?” He looks worried, but I just chuckle.

“Oh, Tommy’s fine. I know that his yelling is all fun and games,” I reply smiling. “When I first met him though, I almost fell out of my chair because I jumped so hard when he yelled out his welcome.”

“Well, why don’t we go outside with the others?” He asks, stretching his hand out for me to grab.

I hold on, momentarily forgetting my fear. That is, until Tommy set off the first firework and I jump back. Alex immediately looks back to see me sitting on the ground, shaking. He quickly sits down next to me and covers my ears with his hands.

A look of worry, and guilt crossing his face. His hands were warm on my ears, and I couldn’t seem to make myself look away from his eyes. There was something about them that was mesmerizing.

We stayed like that until Tommy had run out of fireworks to light. Alex pulled his hands away from my ears as soon as he was certain that there were no more fireworks. He gently brushed his fingers across my skin, wiping away the tears that had broken free.

“I’m sorry, I should have stopped them sooner,” he whispered.

“It’s fine,” I whispered back.

“Hey! What do you two think you are doing on the ground?” Tommy called out from the distance.

Alex and I both laughed, helping each other off of the ground. We spent the rest of the night laughing and having fun. And Alex couldn’t seem to let go of my hand, but I’m not complaining.

“Wait, were you guys texting me from the same room? And were you in a call with Tommy from the same place?”

I never got an answer, I only got a bunch of laughter.

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