SBI Royalty

*footsteps echo outside, then stop directly in front of the door* I know you're in there, Blade. *Dream's voice is cheerful, sickeningly so* We have... mutual interests to discuss.

*backs up, blade humming with energy* You can't protect everyone forever, Blade. *eyes gleam with madness* Especially not when they come crawling out of the walls.

*a great argument however I'm not in your walls*

*snorts* She's in the walls.

*wilbur whispers to tommy* I give it an hour before techno cracks a window *tommy grins* Nah,Fifteen minutes *techno just sighs*

*I take a slow sip from my goblet, my eyes fixed on the crowd. I don't even look at them.* If you two don't shut up, the only thing you'll be throwing is your dinner. Out the window.

You can talk to me

*Technoblade's eyes search hers desperately* I can't. *his voice cracks* If I start talking... *leans closer* I might do something we'll both regret.

Techno please

TUBBOX IS MAKING A GRAVE FOR THE BEE

*Everyone turns to see Tubbo sobbing over a small mound of dirt* Rest in peace, Mr. Buzzington III. *Philza pinches the bridge of his nose* We lost fifty soldiers but you're mourning a bee. *Tubbo sniffles* He was my only friend who understood me.

*turns around to see techno kissing dream for some reason-* ANYWAYS- what the-

*I blink.* I'm going to go make coffee. Have fun with him, Techy. *I start to walk away.* Bye! Don't die or get pregnant! *I always had a new absurd way to say bye every time I left. This isn't the most absurd thing I've said, though it's up there.*

*He stops suddenly, the silent hall amplifying the sound. He looks down at you, his expression unreadable.* Oh, I have. *A cold smile touches his lips.* The dungeons it is.

Wait which one?

*He stops again, looking down at you with an infuriatingly calm expression.* The one with the end rod and the sticky piston.

*Kristin enters, stops* Phil? *tilts head* Why's the child on fire?