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Philza's POV

The house was lonely, even with all the trophies he got from his adventures, the bird man was yearning for something he didn't know.

The world around him has gotten dull, so he went on adventures, though it was starting to get dull itself, he has seen almost everything already, but today he saw a weird structure while flying.

It had a purpley see through liquid, Phil had landed and stuck his hand through, it didn't feel like a liquid but instead like humid air.

He smiled, it was something new to find out, the excitement of something new struck him, taking out his sword from the seethe before fully going into the forigen object.

The blonde man looked around to see a red world instead of a green  and blue one. Then he felt hot, looking down a cliff he found that it was all lava.

Philza decided to suck it up, and continue his adventuring and wrote his discoveries in a notebook he had in his pocket of his clothes.

He noticed a lot of multiple different kinds of pig species, some had their skull showing, some that are normal, some that are 4 legged animals.

only the hogglins would attack him currently, he took a bunch of notes, he did not feel like stopping.

He had put away the sword since he decided he didn't need it since almost every animal wasn't vicious.

He also saw an enderman, it felt amazed that they could also live in the place he named the Nether.

He left from exhaustion of spend god knows what time in the Nether, his hand watch was spinning out of control.

Of course in anticipation he came back with none of his gold, silver, wooden jewelry and with lighter clothes than his other outfit.

He took bark samples of bark wood and leaves, the fungi, the shedded fur he found on the ground.

But when he got near what he named piglins, they were going after him, that caught him off guard, but he flew up in the air away from the hoard trying to attack him.

'Maybe it's not the right day to visit?' he thought as he flew away to a soul sand valley, his wings were getting tired, so his option was to walk through the horrid sand.

He saw a ghost-like figure floating around, it didn't see him so he couldn't tell if it was hostile or not, but he sat down and wrote it in his notebook.

In mid writing he felt something huff on his neck, he slowly turned around to see a beast that was like a hoglin, but it wasn't.

Phil slowly got up, dropping his notebook, slowly withdrawing his sword. The beast's fur spiked up like a cat threatening their upcoming victims.

The bird man took a couple steps back, waiting on the beast's next move.

It walked forward along with him,  the blonde didn't attack him yet, he would rather not kill anything without it being for survival.

The man started getting scared, each time he would back up the beast would take just as many steps forward, it was not backing off.

Phil had no choice and swung the sword at the beast, cutting into its arm.

The beast roared and bared its teeth at the birdman, the blonde shrieked and took off flying.

When Philza got to the portal he went through and laid down on his back, his heart was racing, he was lucky he was still alive.

The way home felt different, he felt lighter, he felt around to find that he dropped his book.

He had to go back for it, but he decided not to go back today, the beast was probably still mad.

The next day he was scared, waking up, deep in his gut he could feel the regret of having to go back.

In prep in case the beast was still there and wanted to make sure he was prepared, grabbing a bow and a sword that has been enchanted with a power V.

He stalled all day till 7pm, then he left to get the book that he held dear. It was from his late wife, who he loved with all of his heart.

Finally he went back to the portal he went into, then he regretted going into it, the beast was waiting for him at the portal.

The book in it's mouth, slobber covered it all.  'It must be smart.' Philza thought as he looked over at the wound, it had scabbed over, but it was still bad, the birdman pitied the beast, slowly he walked over to it.

It's fur started standing up as it tense up. "I'll leave you alone if you give me the book." He whispered to the hoglin like beast.

He didn't growl though, the blonde took a chance and tried to take the book from its mouth.

The beast stared at him, "Please drop it." The beast didn't answer him, of course it didn't instead it pushed Phil back to the portal and threw the book in.

The male stared at the beast, "Are you telling me to leave?" No answer, of course.

Philza took a deep breath and slowly raised his hand, patting the pig like beast's head.

It closed its eyes, unlike how rugged the beast looked it's fur was soft.

Sighing, his inner adventure side wanted to stay and go collect more things.

Giving the beast that now reminded him of a domestic dog  a scratch behind its ear before going into the portal.

Walking out he saw the book, quickly picking up from the ground, then he heard glass shattering.

turning around he saw the portal's passageway gone, the only thing left was the base.

Philza clutched his book to his heart, he'll go back soon to find a way to work the portel.

He want to show the beast, no his future pet, a new life with him.

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Philza's POV

After the portal breaking, the bird man had gone experimenting on how to get the portel working, water, animal sacrifice, even offered some of his blood, none of it worked. 

He read plenty of books, but nothing showed up of a portal muchless how to open it.

Phil was losing ideas it had been months, doing certain things changing it ever so lightly.

Slowly he was losing interest in trying to enter the portal, it started to feel more like a dream now.

Today was the last day for the last experiment, he could spend more time flying around to find something else.

He had planned a prayer with candles, incense, maybe the gods was the key to opening it.

The birdman sat down the candles, placed the incense down and lit up all the sticks with the candles.

He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, he whispered a few prayers, waited, nothing happened. 

He waited for 3 hours, nothing, being a little angry that he had been on his knees for so long, he huffed and got up, he walked around in circles to think about one last thing to do.

Nothing, he had nothing, he kicked the portal, nothing, trying to push it over, nothing, cursing he kicked a rock, which the rock knocked over one of the candles. 

Philza started to freaking out as the fire caught the grass, he flew upwards and went after the river nearby, he quickly grabbed the thing closest, a bucket had a few holes at the top, but he filled it with water anyways.

he flew back quickly, the fire was around the portal, it was oddly lit up once again, was an open flame the key?

The birdman mentally slapped his face, 'of course a key to a fiery place is a fire.'

pouring the water on the open flames and snuffing out the rest with his boot.

he watched the portal as he caught his breath, he could feel his age from the amount of exercise he exerted. 

Taking a good 10 minutes he had recuperated, the blonde walked in meeting the similar hot air.

Looking around there was no boar beast in sight. "Here piggy piggy." Phil said before laughing at himself.

No beast around, the birdman stayed looking for hours, he was going to give up when he heard snoring, loud one at that.

Following the source he found a bed like a nest of fur and leaves, a piglin humanoid man was  curled up sleeping peacefully, his hair was so thick and long that it covered his body.

Philza poked him, he didn't even flinch,  he chuckled a little and started writing down about the person he met.

He jotted down about his appearance, small tusks poking out of his mouth, his hair was tangled, he moved his hair to see  his skin was caked in battle scars.

taking note that he could be violent or that he was attacked and abandoned from his clan.

The blonde yawned, he felt sleepy himself from all the time he spent getting the portal to open.

He decided he was going to leave for the day, but as he was getting up the male had stirred, fear shot up Philza, he didn't know rather the man would kill him on sight.

Luckly, he didn't wake up, instead he sat his head on Phil's lap. His heart twinged from how adorable it was.

He ran his hand through his hair, trying his best to unknot it. 

After hours, 2 exact Phil felt super tired, but the piglin human didn't wake up, he even shook him, no response from him.

It was like a cat, but atlas he had to leave, slowly moving him away, the blonde slowly snuck away from him.

He left for the day, but the next day he came back through the portal he was met once again with the male who was asleep, this time awake and was staring at Phil angrily. 

He was a foot taller, almost 2 feet. It reminded him of the beast that also had met him at the portal.

The man was in a loincloth, it shouldn't surprise Phil, but it did. Neverilosly he laughed, scratching his nape, "Hey mate, i'll just squeeze by."

"Iyay oldtay ouyay otay eavelay.'' The man said in his native language, of course Philza didn't know what he said, but he got the gist that he was probably telling him that he wanted to eat his organs.

"Uhhh... please spare me? I'm going to go searching for a pet."

The man looked at him confused, leaned over to be face to face with Philza, his yellow eyes studied him. 

"Ayay etpay? Atwhay isyay isthay ouyay eakspay ofyay?" His facial expression had softened a little.

Clearing his throat the bird man quickly took a step back into the portal, but the humanoid piglin followed him in.

The overworld temperature was relaxing for Philza, but for the pink haired man, he was shivering but he didn't show any signs of letting up of going back to the Nether.

Phil huffed, "You're obviously not supposed to be here, I'll leave you alone!"

The Piglin already was getting affected, he crumbled to the ground shivering. 

Philza sighed, "You're really stubborn." He said before dragging the man slowly back into the portal.

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Philza's POV

Watching the piglin humanoid being scared of the portal, the thing he wasn't afraid of before, ruined him, the birdman hated the male couldn't discover the world like Phil could.

He had left him since the male still did not want him in the nether.

Philza wanted to make him clothes, but he knew nothing of his measurements. He could become friends with him and they could learn each other's languages.

The blonde thought all night about the future of his new upcoming friendship, one he didn't think people his age could get anymore.

It felt so unusual, he didn't feel tired, he kept thinking all he could do with his new found friend.

The next day he brought a tape measurer, the piglin man was leaning against the portal, Phil smiled and shook him slightly, waking him up.

The male yawned as he stretched awake, his eyes looked at the birdman.

"Hey mate, how are you doing today?" Phil said as he sat down next to him as he slowly took out a brush from a satchel he brought with him.

The male huffed as he was obviously not fooled, he grabbed his hand with the brush.

Last time they couldn't communicate, but the blonde had decided to use a different tactic.

he pet his arm while shushing him, the pink haired man looked at him confused.

Philza laughed at his confusion, the piglin male let go of his hand, the birdman started brushing his hair, at first the man was tense, but after a while he was basically laying in Phil's lap.

A part of Phil hoped that he would start purring, but he didn't. They stayed in silence as he untangled then braid it.

The male checked out the braid, even tried to hit the birdman with it.

"Do you like it?" the blonde patted his back, he didn't answer quickly, but he did answer.

"Ankthay ouyay orfay ouryay indnesskay, oneyay ayday illyay epayray ouyay." He said before hugging the smaller man.

Philza laughed and hugged him back, it was weird to hug someone taller than him, and that it was hot in the nether and hugging was not ideal.

He decided this should be time to start measuring him, but he didn't know how to exactly.

He took out the measuring tape and showed it to the piglin. He grabbed it and examined it.

It was obvious that he had no clue what it was, the pinkette rolled it out, and let it touch the floor, it started melting.

Phil quickly took it and looked at the damage, it was stretched a little with the numbers barely unreadable.

The birdman had no options left but to take the measurements without explaining.

for the most part the piglin let him even though he tried to communicate with him, but ended up not understanding anything.

Philza said his goodbyes, it should be the easiest thing to understand.

After he left, he was swept up the whole month helping to build a couple houses for a man who was starting a nation. The brunette was going to pay him by giving him residence, but Phil happily declined and just took money as payment.

He finally had time to go back to the nether, hoping the piglin wasn't mad that he left him.

He even had clothes for him, it was heavy since the birdman had to make sure that the piglin wasn't cold, so it had a lot of the finest fur packed in.

Today he entered the nether, he had been tackled to the ground by the beast.

The birdman laughed and petted him, it was weird that the beast was being friendly out of nowhere.

"Hey mate." He said as he scratched under its chin. The beast actually oink and moved off of him.

Phil now can move. He smiled and watched the animal stare at him.

"I'm going to go searching for someone, you can come if you want." The blonde knew that it was useless to talk to an animal, but it was nice to have someone to listen.

He went back to the nest like bed, the man wasn't there, it made the male frown. The beast looked at him, then ran away. The birdman tried running with him, but it disappeared before he could catch up.

The middle aged man sighed as he started looking around. He saw nothing sign, 'Maybe he migrated.'

Phil sighed and sat down on the ground, he fumbled with the embedded patterns on the heavy cape.

He was giving up, he might come back tomorrow, but he doubted that the piglin would be there, he was gone for a whole month...

Then he felt someone ruffle his hair, quickly turning around he saw the piglin humanoid, Philza quickly hugged him with all his might.

"You're back!" The pink haired male was caught surprised from the hug yelped. The blonde chuckled and quickly pulled away, grabbing the clothes he gave them. "Put this on!"

The male tilted his head, Phil sighed and cleared his throat, "clothes ay?" He tried to speak his language.

The piglin laughed and put on the shirt backwards, sadly it was going to take them a while.

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Techno's POV

He finally was able to put on the odd objects on his body, the strange blonde man was smiling brightly.

They walked to the portal, Techno definitely didn't want to go back in, the small man did what Techno assumed was words of encouragement.

The tall male sighed and walked in, he was once again met with the green world with an open blue sky.

It was cold still, but bearable, the small little man pulled on his hand, Techno allowed to pull him around, it felt very weird geass but soft stuff against his hoof.

Instead the sounds of fire and ghasts it was weird chirping noises, leaves rustling, things he didn't recognize.

The small blonde took him over to a more clear area, he sat down and the pinkette followed suit.

He yanked the grass from the ground and handed it to him, "Grass." He said as Techno took it out of his hand.

"Grass." He repeated and looked at the weird version of this world's grass. It wasn't crunchy, it was flexible...

"Grass." The taller repeated, and then pointed himself and said it in his language, "Assgray"

The birdman's eyes lit up and took out his square block and started writing on it.

The male wanted to know the strange blonde creature's name, so he laid his head down on his small lap to get his attention.

And the attention he got, the birdman put down his notebook and started to add weird versions of colored roses into his hair.

Techno was confused why he would kill roses to put in his hair, but he didn't say anything about it since the male was obviously enjoying it.

The piglin pointed to himself, "Techno." The man chuckled a bit and pointed to himself as well.

"Mines Philza, but Techno, is it kinda weird that your name doesn't have ay

Techno obviously didn't know what he was talking about, but he did understand his name was Philya, his parents probably didn't get education to even realize his name was grammatically correct.

Philya sighed as he got up, the pinkette also got up, the small man led him to a weird river of lava, it sounded weird, it was moving faster than it showed.

It shocked him when the winged man stock his hand in it, in fear Techno quickly pulled his hand out of it.

Examine his hand, it hadn't been burnt. The blonde laughed at him and dipped his hand into the weird substance.

It felt even colder than other times he has entered through the portal.

Yelping he quickly took it out, and clutched it close to his chest, Philya started saying stuff in worry.

Techno didn't know what he said but his hand warmed up, "Itsyay inefay itsyay inefay, on'tday orryway." He said as he tried what Philya did and ran scratched under his chin.

The birdman looked at him weird, the piglin looked back at him confused and started to ruffle his hair instead.

The blonde smiled and grabbed his hand, examining their differences in size, the texture, it felt oddly pleasant to hold his hand.

It might have been taking it too far but Techno caressed Philya's cheek.

"Ou'reyay ymay onlyyay uddybay, andyay ityay urtedhay emay enwhay ouyay eftlay orfay ayay onglay imetay, easeplay evernay oday atthay againyay."

Of course no answer, it made the pinkette frustrated. He pulled the man into a hug, hoping for him to at least understand.

He didn't get an answer, but the birdman made him feel better by patting his back and whispering soft sounding words in his language into his ear.

Techno wanted to learn his language, he'll push to learn, it was the first time someone wanted to be friends rather than wanting a fight.

He pulled away smiling at him. "Owshay emay oremay!" Techno cleared his throat, 'right, try to use his language.'

Philya's eyes lit up and quickly handed him his square block and handed a stick. "Write in this!"

Techno looked down at the block, he did not know what to do with it, putting the tip of the stick against the block and wrote something on it.

'Oh'

'Oh, he wants me to write...' he frowned, the piglin never learned how to write, he was too busy fighting to really get an education.

He put down the stick and sighed, Philya frowned, "hey mate, it's fine."

Techno got up, he wanted to do other things in this new world, and he didn't want to be pitied over it.

He walked off across the clear area towards the forest, it was fascinating, the things that were chirping and had mini wings like Philya had.

The forest was different from the one's in his world, the trees were dark brown weird small creatures crawling around, gold was nowhere on the ground.

The blonde had caught up with him, Techno looked down at him and pointed to the ground "Oldgay?"

The birdman started laughing, the pinkette frowned and leaned down to his level. "Oldgay."

He laughed a lot more, Techno was getting annoyed and grabbed his face, "Erewhay isyay ethay oldgay"

A chuckle code out but his laughs was calming down, he shook his head "no ay" it made him confused but he kept repeating

Techno thought about it for a moment and decided to chop up his words, "Erewh isy eth oldg" it felt really weird to say it, it felt super weird, but the man actually understood, well it did take him a good 2 minutes to understand, but he took out one of his golden jewelry.

Techno smiled and looked at it, he was going to give it back but the winged man shook his head and pointed to him.

'Was this small man trying to court me?' He thought as he examined the jewelry.

He thought about it, he wouldn't mind being courted by someone who was kind like him, Techno probably wasn't going to be courted by someone else muchless someone his kind.

This world seemed nice as well, he had made his mind, he kissed Philya's forehead and held the jewelry tightly in his palm.

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Philza's POV

The piglin kissed his forehead, Phil blushed and moved away, he decided to just think that was just a sign of gratitude.

It was getting late and maybe Techno had to go with his family and spend time with them.

Philza grabbed his friend's hand and pulled him to the portal, the taller male was confused but he still allowed him to be pulled around.

"Well, you have to go home, I promise I'll come back tomorrow." Techno stayed silent, the blonde sighed as he pulled him into the portal.

"Bye Techno." He said before exiting the Nether then flew off.

Flying to his house he had a bad feeling, he shook his head, he needed to not think about it.

After an hour of flying he was at his house, landing on the porch, he walked in and started working on translating.

Getting rid of the noise ay from Techno's words made him realize it was scrambled, but he started feeling chilly and a little hungry.

Philza lit up his fireplace, at first he thought he was imagining hearing a whimper, but then sniffled.

The birdman opened his front door, the sun was now setting, and the piglin was sitting on his porch sniffling, he had a runny nose from the cold, it was adorable to see him not noticing him.

Well it was adorable till Phil remembered that he was supposed to be in the nether.

Sighing he tapped his shoulder, Techno jumped a little then smiled at him.

"Hey mate, let's go inside." The blonde said, the piglin got the jist of what he said, the male stood up, once again Phil grabbed his hand and let him inside.

His hand felt like ice, 'why didn't he knock or yell?' The birdman thought as he had Techno laid down on the bed, the piglin absolutely loved it; he was a little too tall for it, but he still loved it.

Philza chuckled as he heard soft grunts, The pinkette was rubbing his face everywhere. Taking the time, the birdman walked away and started making food.

It was exciting to make the piglin food that he probably never had before.

He decided to go along the lines with a pig diet; he had studied about it when he was searching for the pig-like beast he was hoping to become his pet.

Well he had scratched out the pet part since he didn't know how to keep the beast from freezing.

He sighed as he started cooking broccoli, mash potatoes, and just in case he added beets.

Phil hated beats, they barely filled him and tasted so plain. He usually uses them as dye. The only food he really saw in the nether was beetroot.

When Philza had finished making food he had heated up water, then walked back into his room.

He saw white, pillow stuffing everywhere. Freaking out he yelled at him, Techno quickly looked at him, Phil realized what he did.

"No, no, no."  Phil tried to explain himself, "I didn't mean t-" Techno got up, and took the plate placing it on the work desk before paying attention to the worrying birdman.

A kiss landed on both of his cheeks, "areyay ouyay eingbay ormonalhay ightray ownay Philya?."

The blonde took a moment to decode what he said, and when realization hit him, 'this man thinks I'm going into heat and taking out my frustration on him?'

He cringed at the thought then realized, "its PhilZA"

"za..."

"Yes yes! And I'm not hormonal!" He huffed, "you literally tore apart my pillow!"

The only male chuckled and picked him up, laid him down on the bed, oh god, how many years he felt shaved off when the man tried taking his pants off.

"Whoa whoa whoa, keep your pants on." He huffed before getting back up and fixed his trousers.

"Forget about it, let's eat before the food gets cold." He handed him his plate, Techno stared at the silver wear as Phil started eating.

He mimicked what the birdman did, drinking his hot water, he touched the inside of his mouth then started chugging it. The blonde frowned, 'they probably don't have water... but how did they stay hydrated?'

Phil wasn't a scientist so he might never find out... so he stayed silent.

When Techno ate the mashed potatoes, he absolutely ignored every other thing on the plate, even when he finished he gave Phil puppy eyes while slowly scoping his spoon into Phil's portion of mashed potatoes.

Phil sighed as he allowed him to do so, the old man had a soft spot for him, maybe Techno will stay with him in his house.

He didn't feel lonely or sad when the tall piglin was around.

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Philza's POV

Sleeping in the same bed with Techno was terrible, he was very cuddly and it became obvious that the piglin was cold blooded because when the fireplace went out so did the pinkette's temperature, meaning he clinged onto him for warmth.

When the birdman woke up he felt his body vibrate from the man snoring, but when he opened his eyes he saw the beast, since he wasn't an idiot, he easily connected the dots and shook the beast.

It woke up, he licked Phil's cheek, the birdman cringed and tried pushing him off, only he got off when the beast moved off of him.

Getting off the bed he noticed Techno's clothes all over the floor, Phil sighed as he picked it up and folded it.

"Today I'm not treating you like a 10 year old." He said before pointing to the clothes, "put that on before you freeze to death." He said before leaving the room.

He started making breakfast while trying to figure out how to teach Techno English.

After a few minutes had passed the Piglin came out of the bedroom with only his pants on.

Phil took a big sigh, but turned off the stove and focused on him, "hey mate, are you having trouble there?"

The pinkette didn't answer but hugged him and whined, "are you hungry? Cold? Lonely? You have to use words Techno" He said as he scratched his scalp.

"Mmmm, Phily- Philza." The male said as he smile, "Iyay on'tday antway otay ebay ayay urdenbay ikelay i'veyay eenbay esethay otway aysday, iyay antway otay ebay ayay usefulyay overlay orfay ouyay, isyay ityay inefay iyay ogay outyay?"

That was too long and was said close for Phil to translate, and it obviously was important because his smile dropped when the blonde didn't answer, so Phil decided to kiss his cheek.

The male was glad he did it, the piglin sighed in relief and walked away, he left the house, the birdman was slightly concerned if he was going to be alright but he was reminded that he was from a much more dangerous place than here.

But the worry was brought up when Techno missed breakfast, he worried the tall man needed a lot of food.

To distract him he flew to the closest flea market, got a few things, a few books that the blonde thought would interest the pinkette.

Philza wondered if he could do anything for him when changes to his beast form, he wondered if Techno was the only one who could change or if he met other hoglins that were actually piglins...

Shaking the idea off, he bought more cloth materials and flew back to the house, getting right away to work on making him pajamas.

The tall male only came back almost midday, he dumped gold jewelry in a chest, took a few out of the pile.

The male caught Phil off guard, who was busy at the sewing machine. Techno put a golden necklace around his neck, the necklace had an emerald piece.

Then a few rings, bracelets, Phil had to raise his hand to make him stop. "All this jewelry just gets heavy if I wear too much, here you can wear it instead mate." He took some jewelry off and put it on the pinkette.

The male blushed and looked down shyly, 'okay what the hell is going on, he has acted like this before.' Phil thought as he watched the male quickly walk out of the room.

He went back to sewing, Phil hoped that he'd find some book to help him learn more about piglins. It was a bit annoying to not know why the weird piglin did things.

When he took a break of sewing the birdman was going to spend time with Techno, by maybe teaching him the language (He honestly been procrastinating since it would be a pain)

He found the mentioning male rubbing his face against the living room couch. Sighing the older man nudge his feet for him to notice him and stop.

"Atwhay?"

"Why are you always rubbing your face over everything?" Techno once again didn't understand him,

'Guess teaching him starts now...'

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Philza's POV

Teaching him was hard since he the piglin kept falling asleep, when Phil finally allowed him to sleep when he laid down on the bed.

And sleeping he did, Phil spent his time studying, when he was bored of that he spent time flying around to exercise his wings.

When he came back after 2 hours Techno was still sleeping well turned to 5 days past, then two weeks.

Philza was getting concerned, the   male was alive, but he barely moved. The birdman was getting lonely, he would lay in bed for a long time with the piglin.

The days felt longer than normal, the sound of the male snoring became soothing for him, Phil had brush his hair, play with it, check if his hooves weren't overgrown (They aren't), and examine his fingers that the ends were hoof-like.

The blonde missed the piglin, even though he was there, it felt like he wasn't. 

So when the birdman was outside tending to his garden, he wasn't expecting to hear Techno yelling his name.

Cursing, he got up and quickly ran inside, "Don't worry, I'm here!" Phil yelled back to him.

Techno got up from the bed, and hugged the male. It felt bone crushing. After that hug the pinkette pulled him into a kiss.

Phil's cheeks went hot before pulling him away, "You really shouldn't be doing that." he said, it was almost barely audible.

"Iyay annaway isskay ouyay oughthay." He said before groaning, "Imyay arvingstay, oday ouyay avehay anythingyay ademay etyay?"

"Yeah, give me a minute to make soup."

"Soup?" He asked as he followed Philza to the kitchen.

"Yes, it will warm you up." The male smiled, 'my teaching was actually taught him something!' 

The man started making the soup, the piglin hovered over him watching curiously. 

"Does it smell good?" Phi chuckled, Techno didn't answer, but rested his chin on top of the blonde's head and yawned.

When food was finished Techno ate all of what the bird didn't. "Phil?"

"Yeah mate?" 

The piglin took a moment thinking his next words, Phil assumed he was trying to talk in English.

"Aterlay..."

"Later?"

"Later... Bed?" he asked, Phil raised an eyebrow.

"You literally woke up from a long slumber, You're not going to go to bed any time soon." Phil said before getting up from the dining table. Realizing that the pinkette didn't understand he sighed, "No." He said simply and the male groaned in disappointment.

The blonde got up from the table.  "Let's go, I have money to retrieve from Wilbur."

"Wilbur?"

"Yeah he-" Philza realized he really shouldn't explain if he couldn't understand, "Nevermind, you'll find out soon." 

They walked out the house, then a path that the birdman made a long time ago, it wasn't used anymore since he used to walk down it with his now dressed wife, she didn't have wings like him so they spent time walking down the path.

It was now overgrown by weeds from lack of caretaking, it made Phil miss the time where he spent time with his wife laughing, cuddling, spending late nights talking next to his fireplace.

Philza didn't even realize he had stopped walking and started crying until he felt a kiss on his forehead, looking up at Techno looking down at him, he was frowning.

"I'm fine." He said softly as he playfully rubbed away the tears with his cheek, it was effective to make Phil chuckle and pat his head. 

Techno smiled and held the blonde's hand, "Let's... go." He told him. The mid age man had a weird feeling over how affectionate the pigman was. 

They walked to the path, Phil's wings twitch from wanting to be used for faster travel, but he had to resist the urge.

Phil sighed as he leaned his head against the Piglin's arm, it shocked the male, but he quickly grew adjusted. 

Moving so instead of holding his hand he held the birdman close with his arm around his shoulders.

The pinkette sighed in content.

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Philza's POV

Wilbur was suspicious over Techno. He examined the piglin, he even took him away for 2 hours to inspect him while the blonde sat in the waiting room.

Since Phil didn't see the guitarist as a threat he allowed him to take the pinkette away.

When he did come back, Techno and Wilbur were wearing matching beanies.

Phil laughed at the look, The piglin frowned and whined, taking off the beanie.

"It's okay Techno, we'll get you a hat one day." The brunette patted his arm.

"Yeah, what did you learn?" Phil said as the piglin sat down next to the birdman.

"Well, he is still a little bit cold, I can have Niki make better if you have the money to spend, but I'll have to talk to the cranky old man to see if he knows something." 

Wilbur was talking about Schlatt, the man's knowledge was huge, even if he was a drunkard, it was also hard to track him, the goat man somehow always dropped from the radar. 

"Yeah, you still know how to contact me, right?" Phil said as the Piglin laid down on his lap. "Don't go to sleep mate." but it was too late, Techno yawned and curled up. 

"So are you using this room as a guest room?" Wilbur laughed and the blonde sighed.

"I guess we are."

"I'm sending scouts to find him since it's this bad."

"It's fine, you don't have to-"

"He's like a brother, I want to help him." The brunette said as he scratched behind Techno's ear, which received him a warning growl.

Wil chuckled and said his goodbyes before leaving. Phil squirmed out from under him and started to make a makeshift bed for himself.

After 4 hours Techno woke up, which relieved Philza that he wasn't going back to hibernation. 

"Hey there mate." He opened his arms for a hug, the piglin quickly hugged him like he was going to lose the opportunity.

"Iyay adhay ayay ightmarenay atthay ouyay asway inyay ovelay ithway omeonesay elseyay." He wasn't crying, but his voice sounded upset and it made things hard to understand what he said.

"Shh, it was just a dream." he rubbed his back. "Do you want to try to say it in english?"

He nodded and took a moment to recompmose himself, "Bed bad, you left me."

Philza sighed and pulled the pinkette's head against his shoulder and hummed him a tune to calm him.

As he hummed he saw two boys peaking on them through the window. He motioned the boys to come inside. 

They ran inside, Techno pulled away from the hug and looked at the two teenage boys, Tommy and Tubbo.

"What's with the pigman?" The blonde teen said as he got in Techno's face, obviously looking for a fight.

"He's weirdly fluffy." Tubbo felt his legs which were more animal like, but the piglin almost kicked the goat boy, but stopped half way.

it scared the brunette, he fell on his ass. "What the hell man!" Tommy yelled at him.

"Whoa, don't yell at him Tommy, he doesn't understand you, he'll think you're picking a fight!" Phil put a hand on the blonde child's shoulder. 

"That's his problem not mine." Tommy rolled his eyes as he walked away from the pinkette and helped Tubbo up.

"His fur feels nice enough to make it into a hat." Tubbo said smiling, it crept out both of the blondes. 

"Yeah, but it's never going to happen." Philza said as Tubbo sighed.

Techno looked bored as the two teens were acting silly and had the tall piglin tag along to watch them.

Phil had trusted them to watch over the man and keep him awake as he talked to Niki about commissioning an outfit for the male, also giving her the measurements. 

When he came back to take Techno home he found them playfully fighting, all of them had wooden swords.

Philza sat down and watched them since he didn't want to interrupt.

The piglin was laughing as the two boys teamed against him.

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Philza's POV

The piglin was tuckered out from playing with the boys, Niki had called them inside since it was getting dark (Yes, they did play till nightfall, I had fallen asleep in the grass for a good bit of it)

Since it was night, they had to stay for the night, Phil was over protective over the pinkette, he had Wilbur reserve a house for them to stay the night.

At night the monsters go out, even if Techno could fight them out, Phil had a feeling that since that his race can't see the dark at all since their home place is always lit up.

The piglin was exhausted on the bed, but he wasn't sleeping, yet. Philza had changed to sleepwear, the blonde got onto the bed, the piglin admittedly pulled him close.

"Jeez, were you really wanting to cuddle that badly, you could have asked." He said as he settled in his arms.

The sleepy male had mumbled some words in his language and kissed his forehead before falling asleep. Phil unbraided his hair then caressed his cheek, "It was fun watching you actually interact with others..."

The blonde took a moment of silence, "I wonder what you'll become when you learn English..." His hand moved to rest on his chest.

"Will I still be around when that happens?" Philza's eyes started getting heavy from his brain begging to go to sleep.

"You won't ever turn into a bad person... right?" He yawned as he let sleep consume him. 

When he woke up, Techno had slept in till mid day. Phil had a bad feeling that L'manburg was about to go through something, he had left with Techno who was practicing his English. 

Whatever he would walk by he would try to name them, it made the blonde chuckle when he would stop and see something new he had never seen before. He had stopped oddly as he stared on the ground.

"Phil?" the tall male had got down on his knees and hugged Phil, resting his head on the blonde's stomach.

"whoa whoa, what's wrong?" Philza looked around, no one was near.  

"I'llyay owgray ongerstray orfay ouyay Philza, iyay earsway onyay ityay, ouyay on'tway avehay otay orryway aboutyay emay." He said with a smile.

The blonde chuckled and ran his hand through Techno's hair. "Don't worry about impressing me Techno, you're still my favorite little piggy." He said as he ruffled his hair.

The man groaned and got back up. "Piggy?"

"Oh you've never seen a pig have you?" The birdman laughed and held his hand. "Say oink oink."

He frowned and narrowed his eyes, "Not a Piggy."

"Fine but you do make pig noises." The blonde started walking back to the house.

A crow flew onto Philza's shoulder, to Techno it was just cawing to the male, but to Phil it was telling him a message from Wilbur to stay clear of L'manburg which is currently in a war with Dream and his buddies.

The crow finished it's message before flying back to L'manburg.
"Bird?"

"That was a crow, and don't worry about it." The pinkette looked concerned but didn't push it forward. 

They got to the house, Techno was busy reading, learning on his own, Philza had to stretch his wings, his wings weren't used to flying less than he had the past two days and they were tingling to be used.

He flew around, it had him finally time to enjoy time by himself.

After an hour Techno ran out of the house yelling for Philza. The blonde chuckled on how small the tall male looked from up in the sky.

He landed on the ground, folding his wings to his back. "What is it Techno?"

"I love you."

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Philza's POV

"I love you." The pig said with a smile, it made the old man's heart swoon.

"Awh, I love you too mate." He ruffled his hair.

The pinkette pulled him into a hug, it surprised the male, but he hugged back.

Ever since that day Techno seemed to work very hard learning the language, after a month of living with each other Phil had been keeping tabs with Wilbur's nation. 

They had gotten their independence in exchange for Tommy's disks. When the child had come to complain about it he wasn't really mad, just irritated how dismissive Wilbur was about it.

The loud kid had to leave, talked about being Wilbur's right hand man in a rigged election or something.

The pinkette was in his beast form busy with his sleep, the blonde still didn't know what caused him to fall asleep, he assumed it had something to do with not being in the Neither and he also wondered if Techno was confused, but the piglin didn't act like it was strange. 

Scratching behind his ear in his sleep he smiled, "when you wake up mate how about we go sightseeing in the Neither?"

He only got a growl from him, he must have been in a paralysis state while sleeping.

Philza brushed his fur, polished his hooves, he was even half tempted to bring a bucket of water and wash him.

He wasn't stinky but it would be nice to keep his fur healthy. Right when he decided for it and left for a pail of water the male was awake and went straight for a book.

"Mate you don't have to push it, take some time." The blonde sat down the pail.

"But Phil."

"Don't but, me reading those books will give you a false sense of reality."

Techno pouted, he really liked books after learning most of the words in it, he was glued to them.

The avian had to look away, the pigman obviously had to learn the tricks to get what he wanted.

"Please don't do this Techno, I'm putting my foot down."

The pinkette sighed and nodded. Philza walked away from him with the book on hand.

Setting it on the side of the counter before starting to make the piglin food.

The male walked in and looked over his shoulder, "Ancay eway isitvay Wilbur oonsay?"

Philza sighed, Techno missed his friend, it had been awhile since they had visited the birdman was too scared to visit since L'manburg had been in war.

"We can go during the election ceremony."

"When?"

"Soon." He patted his head, the pig growned, not liking the answer.

He finished cooking and put the food on plates. Sitting it down at the table the piglin played with the food.

The avian frowned, "What's  wrong?"

"Oday ouyay otnay ikelay ethay oldgay?! Oday ouyay otnay antway emay asyay oursyay anymoreyay?!" He said really quickly, Phil could only understand some.

"Shhh shh, calm down please talk slowly." He laid his hand on the pinkette's.

He thought for a moment of what he wanted to say, "do you love me Phil?"

"Of course I do Techno!" He squeezed his hand. "What is giving you doubts?"

"...nevermind, I'myay obablypray oubtingday elfmysay."

Philza nodded, but he was going to find out by himself. Hours later the pinkette had locked himself in the bedroom reading.

The birdman looked back at his notes, he had stopped taking them after he started getting to know Techno better and realized that he was just as human as Phil. Treating him like a science discovery felt inhumane.

But God he felt so hopeless not knowing how to make him feel better.

In the sections in his notes other pig-like creatures normally adorn themselves in gold Armour, weapons, jewelry, or objects.

Techno did give him an earring once, maybe he liked sharing jewelry. 

Phil sighed, gold wasn't hard to find but making armor and weapons was out of the option since it doesn't last long.

He walked to the bedroom door and knocked, there was no answer, "Hey mate, I'm leaving, i'll be back by nightf-"

The pinkette unlocked the door, the door flung open. The blonde smiled at him, "It won't be long."

A growl came from Techno and he grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room, to the bed, pushing him onto it.

The piglin took off his shirt and laid on top of Phil, trapping him. "What are you doing?!" 

"No leaving."

"I'm just stepping out for a while, I'm not leaving you. Also you're crushing me."

The male sat up, the avian saw the red irritated skin around his eyes. "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course I am."

"Atwhay areyay ouyay oinggay otay oday?"

"I'm getting jewelry."

The male's eye lit up and quickly got off, "Isyay ityay orfay emay? I'myay orrysay orfay eingbay oiledspay!"

Phil smiled and kissed his cheek.

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Philza's POV 

At the flea market Phil had underestimated the price of jewelry, and gold wasn't really in high demand, so he asked multiple vendors about it.

All of them didn't, but when he was about to take the loss and leave and try to go mine for raw materials to get a cheap commission his eyes had stopped on a shiny object.

It wasn't for sale, but it was perfect, it wasn't really jewelry but it was a hat, a crown.

Quickly the birdman ran up to the vendor. "How much for that crown?"

"Ah a eye for shines?" The old lady teased him before looking at the crown. "Well it's not for sell, this is a relic from a dead royals a few hundred years ago."

The blonde sighed and tapped his foot against the ground as he thought, "what if I give you a blaze rod?"

"Oh?"

Philza took out his ender chest and took out a couple of blaze rods and put them on the table.

She raised an eyebrow and grabbed one, "weird... where did you get these?"

"Well I got them from a different dimension that is like hell."

The old lady looked at him like he was lying.

Philza took out a brewing stand, "I made this with one of the rods, it's easier to make potions... and you can turn it to powder to make a new potion!"

"As much as this is mysterious and rare, I can't give you a crown with a measly weird thing you come up with, heck this might have been a stick you covered in gold."

"Alright, how about this." Phil took out a wither skull.

It was a rare find, most of the wither skeletons killed in the nether were too damaged from murdering them or fell to the ground; they are fragile.

"How about this?" Phil asked as the old lady looked closely at it.

"I think I've read something about this when I was younger."

That caught his attention. "Do you still have this thing you read?" If she read something about the nether the book might have some stuff about Techno!

"My memory is a bit dazy, but I do remember reading books in the library I grew up in." 

The old lady and Philza talked for about a good hour as they chatted away about the town and where to find it.

She gave him the crown and he gave him the blaze rods and withered skulls.

He had flown back to his house, Techno didn't notice he was back, it was the first time Philza saw him look homesick.

The male was singing in his language as he was curled up in a ball on the bed. 

Phil felt guilty, he was now thinking about how he had taken Techno out of his element, made him wear clothes and had him learn English. 

The blonde walked over to him and rubbed his back, the piglin was startled.

He looked over at Philza before smiling and pulled him against his chest.

"You missed me mate?" He ran his hand through the soft pink hair. "What were you singing about?"

The male hummed a little bit, thinking, "ustjay ayay ongsay arentspay ouldway ingsay otay eirthay ildrenchay."

The blonde frowned, the choice of words Techno choosed sounded like his parents never sung to him.

The pinkette saw Philza's mood drop, so he sprinkled kisses all over his face; it did cheer up the blonde.

The piglin stopped and smiled at him, "jewelry?"

"Well.. about that..." Phil got up from the bed and took out a crown from his satchel. "It's not jewelry, but you seemed like you needed a hat, and this seemed fitting."

He placed the crown on his head, the male smiled and pulled Phil on his lap.

"Thank you Phil." The piglin's finger caressed the blonde's cheek.

It was a moment of time, both of the males looking at each other longingly.

The piglin's thumb slid slowly across Philza's bottom lip, normally Phil would laugh it off and say it was nothing.

But it was getting hard for him to keep lying to himself.

Both of the men were startled from aggressive knocking that could have been heard all the way to their bedroom.

Phil got up and walked out of the bedroom to the front door.

He opened it to see Tommy in his l'manburg uniform, but it was torn, covered in mud and the kid was breathing heavily.

"S-schlatt. H-he... oh god."

"Take your time."

"No... I have no... time, S-schlatt took L'manburg..."

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Phil was confused how a man like Schlatt that's obviously isn't going to last a year let alone a few months would be able to take a whole country from them.

After a while of Tommy frantically getting riled up, once he tried grabbing Techno's arm and pulling it, to get him out the door to help him, which the piglin absolutely didn't even move him an inch.

They sat him down on the couch and calmed him down, well to Tommy's standards of calm.

"I feel like you guys don't get the urgency this is right now, let me tell you this again, Schlatt. TOOK. L'manburg!"

"I know Tommy, I know." Phil pinched the bridge of his nose. "Where's Tubbo and Wilbur?"

Tommy frowned, "Schlatt kicked both me and Wilbur out, Tubbo is still in L'manburg."

"So where are you guys staying now?"

"Well... an underground bunker."

Phil took a deep breath, "sounds pretty fine with me, you guys were pretty annoying on voting. Give him a few days and he'll grow bored."

"Phil! You don't understand!" Tommy whined, "Schlatt gave a whole speech!" The young blonde gave Phil puppy eyes, "I need Techno's help us, he is so strong!"

The avian flinched and slowly looked at the piglin who was polishing the crown, he wasn't paying attention to their conversation.

"He's not going." Phil crossed his arms.

Tommy didn't like that answer and looked at the pinkette, "Hey Techno do you want to murder a goat?"

"Oesday ityay involveyay ettinggay idray ofyay eoplepay inyay owerpay?"

"What did he say?"

"He said no."

"He said much more than a no! Techno English please!"

"Techno you're staying here."

The pinkette raised an eyebrow, "Please Techno, we need to take down Schlatt! He's forcing Niki and Tubbo to work for him!"

"Tommy, you need to leave and fix your own problems." Phil knew it was wrong to not help people in need, but he didn't want Techno to be in a war that didn't even benefit him much less was one that isn't even on his homeland.

The bird man showed the raccoon boy out of the house. Phil sighed and spent the day reassuring the piglin nothing was wrong and Tommy was just on about his wild imagination.

He hated lying to the pinkette, but the avian couldn't handle the thought of his other half getting hurt.

When they went to bed the piglin gave Philza a lot of kisses all over his face, once he accidentally cut the blonde's cheek with one of his tusks that came out of his mouth, but even after that the male love bombed him.

And it hurt when Philza woke up that next morning he woke up alone, in a house that had only occupied him.

Philza getting desperate to find Techno he flew all around, even flying over top of the now Marburg, the walls were currently being demolished, but there was no sign of Wilbur, Tommy, Techno to be seen.

The bird man even waited till nightfall, hoping that the piglin would show up.

The next day he even searched for hours in the Nether, his wings grew sore from using them a lot more than his old body was used to.

He asked around, all he heard was whispers around the dsmp land that there is an odd fellow around that was with Tommy, it made the older male angry after telling that child no that he snuck Techno out!

He even went up to Dream, the man knew everything that happened on his land, the male shrugged at him and told him "I've heard about them but Tommy and Wilbur are hiding. Good luck finding them."

And after that everywhere was left to a deadend, it had been a month since that piglin went missing, Philza's life became boring again, but he still would sew fabrics together to give to his missing little pig.

After months of nothing, something actually happened, one of his crows came back to him with a letter, an invitation.

It was to the Marburg's festival that had already passed, Phil didn't go, he had realized that this wasn't some silly thing Schlatt was wanting to spend his last moments improving, more like he wanted to leave his mark, good or bad before he left the world.

The expired invitation was covered in gunpowder and had coordinates on the back of the paper. He recognized the numbers handwriting as Wilbur's rushed fancy writing.

He held the letter close and wished Techno had sent him a letter also. The crow basically read his mind and it cawed at him in reassurance.

'He would of- caw if he knew how-!' It said so cheerily, making the blonde smile and pet the bird.

"Thank you, you can go back now mate." He said before sending off the bird.

He felt a bit reassured that even his birds were worried.

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On the day of the festival Philza had came a bit late since he could hear yelling and fireworks going off (what a fire hazard.) The letter really didn't have a date, but today one of his crows had came to tell him that Wilbur told him to get ready and be protected.

It seemed like a war zone that had subsided, Phil stopped at the cords that were on the letter. 

The dirt looked freshly dug out to reveal a passage. Slowly the male walked through it, it was super long, but he had a feeling of getting closer when he heard the speakers, he assumed he was under the country's podium.

He stopped at the entrance of a room with words written all over the walls. In the middle was Wilbur, who was in a chair smoking.

When the avian walked over to him, he saw a button the ex-president was staring at blankly.

"Phil... you know what this is don't you Philza?"

"Of course I do mate." The male bit his lip as he stuffed his hand in his pockets, the letter with smeared gunpowder on it. 

"Schlatt died, a heart attack, alcohol poisoning? Doesn't matter, he's dead." 

"Your going to injury people if you go along with your plan, you won your war, just-"

"Have you heard the song? There was a place."

Phil kneeled down and placed his hand on Wil's "you don't have to do this."

"You don't get it Phil, I've been here so many times."

The winged male thought he was getting through him, he took his eyes away from the button and to Philza's eyes.

"A traitor once said Phil... it was never meant to be" he said before moving his hand quickly to the button.

A sizzle could be heard, the blonde quickly covered the brunette's body with his.

He held the male tight as the tnt went off, Phil could feel the outside wind against his wings he slowly pulled away from Wil and looked outside to see some citizens had died from the explosion.

The avian looked all around to try to find his piglin, hoping he didn't die in the explosion, but he was distracted by Wil.

"Kill me Philza, Kill me."

"I can't!" The male had backed away from the insane person.

Wilbur took out a sword that was hidden in the brown raggedy trench coat he had hidden. 

The blonde looked into the eyes of the lifeless person who had seen his nation rise, taken away, and now blown up by his own hands.

Phil didn't know what the man had experienced the past 3 months to have such an urge to die, he glanced at the now blown up nation.

Then back to the man who was too driven by insanity and in power to continue on. Phil sighed before driving the pale blue sword into Wilbur's chest.

The male slumped over, the old man looked back to see people's attention on him. Scared he tried to take off flying but a pain struck one of his wings.

"Techno stop!" He heard from the far distance of Tommy yelling. Phil had to squint to see what was happening from afar, Tommy was yelling at the piglin who was separated from the crack of the earth. 

No one understood what the odd individual was making with black skulls and brown sand, but everyone started freaking out when the two statues came to life and started attacking them, normal citizens started to run away, some even died from the explosion the creatures did themselves.

This was the first time Phil has seen Techno use all his fighting strength to murder the l'manburg army.

But Phil couldn't stay for long, as he was taken to safety by some guards.

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Phil was staring out of his house window, watching the green meadows of corn swish around the air. Techno was out there harvesting as his crows would sneak into the collecting bin of the corn and steal cob.

Seeing the Piglin frustrated whenever he looked back at the bin to see some corn made the avian laugh. Sooner or later he'd have to tell him that the corn is for the crows and that's why he doesn't even have a scarecrow.

Phil tried to walk outside to the male but it was like his feet were  glued to the floor.

Then he shot out of bed, it was all a dream, he felt tears in his eyes as he thought about Techno, his piglin was now gone and spawned those things with the withered skulls.

Phil gave away one away for trade, oh god he gave someone a part of a key to a powerful weapon, he didn't even know how many L'manburg citizens had died.

The blonde tried getting out of bed but when he stood up he lost his balance and fell onto his side. The male felt one of his wings was heavier, getting up slowly he walked around the room till he found the bathroom door.

He paused when he saw through the mirror that one of his wings was wrapped up in bandages. With his attention on his wing he started to feel a dull pain.

Then he looked down to see something on his ankle. He tried to take it off but it made a loud beeping noise.

It stayed beeping for a good 5 minutes, the blonde had laid back in bed with a pillow over his head, it only minimized the annoying noise.

Someone entered the house, Philza looked up at them, it was Tubbo, the older male smiled at him, "hey mate, have any clue on getting rid of this?" He pointed at the beeping device.

Tubbo didn't change expression, he grabbed a device from his pocket and pressed a button, the ankle device stopped beeping.

Phil felt his blood go cold, "your under house arrest, this is called a ankle bracelet, it tracks your location, this is your temporary house when you spend your sentence of murder." Tubbo said, his usual bubbly tone wasn't there.

Philza quickly got out of bed and grabbed Tubbo's arm, "You can't be serious. I was told to! Wilbur demanded it, I-i can't stay here, Techno needs me!"

The young male shrugged, "murder is still murder, your lucky Will was a traitor or you'll also have your face on a wanted poster for your head."

"What... what do you mean?" Phil let go of Tubbo as he already knew what he was about to say.

"That pig summoned what everyone likes to call a wither, but about a hundred people are dead..."

The blonde didn't want to hear anymore, he didn't want to believe that Techno was capable of mass murder. Just a few months ago it seemed like the piglin couldn't even hurt a fly.

Tubbo sighed and scratched behind his head, "man it's so hard being harsh like Tommy talked about..." the brunette sadly frowned. "Can you please just make blue prints to help us rebuild? We have a huge whole now we can make multiple stories of houses. It will make things easy on us and for you"

Phil bit the inside of his cheek and slowly nodded. He didn't even know what they would do if he didn't agree.

The satyr clasped his hands together, "Perfect! Since you're cooperating we have some books for you to spend your free time reading."

'Great, incentives' Phil thought as he saw his crows pecking at the window, someone must have sent him a message. He walked over to the window, trying to open it, but it didn't budge.

"So you won't escape once your wings have healed."