The Boatem Crew Boards The Dream Cruise Ship
“How long was I in there?” He rasps out once Philza seems satisfied with his well-being.
The avian throws him a look, guilt and concern flashing across his features. “A month.”
“A month? Phil!! I said to leave me there for three days!”
His best friend chuckles awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “I could’ve sworn you said three months, mate…”
“You were gonna leave me in that hellhole for even longer?! That just makes this whole thing worse, old man!”
“I said three days, Phil!”
“Look, I’m sorry… I don’t know how I got it wrong.” Philza mutters forlornly, his wings drooping, his feathers ruffling in a show of agitation.
Technoblade scrutinizes the winged man carefully, seeing how much guilt is eating at him. “I won’t say it’s fine, cause I just spent three weeks being tortured day in, day out.”
Wings twitching in distress, his best friend lets out a wounded chirp, curling in on himself. “Shit, I can’t tell you how sorry I am about this.”
“I know, I have perfectly working eyes and ears, you don’t need to tell me more than you already have.” He snarks. “Look, you’re my closest friend, everyone makes mistakes, and well, telling you to wait three months while I gather information is something I can see myself doing.”
He pauses and takes a deep breath, trying chase away the thought of having to live through the torture he’s gone through for another two months. Of having to suffer through perma-dying and existing in limbo for who knows how long before getting resurrected. Nothing good comes out of thinking about what ifs.
“I forgive you, my friend. God knows I’ve messed up in the worst ways in all the years we’ve known each other.”
Phil breathes a deep sigh of pure relief. “Thanks, Techno. Still, is there anything I can do or get you to make up for this?”
“Well, helping me get my revenge would be a good start.”
“Of course.” Philza agrees easily. “I’d love nothing more than to make those who hurt you pay a thousand times over.”
“Glad to know we’re still on the same page.” Techno smirks, relaxing as he enjoys the way they’ve effortlessly fallen back into their usual banter.
“Always.” Declares Philza, grabbing his crown from the bedside table and placing it on his head. “Here, King. Now you can even get your revenge in style.”
Techno chuckles, wincing as it pulls at a few of his wounds.
Noticing this, Philza gives him a quick yet pained glance, hesitating as he fidgets with the rim of his hat. “Do you–can I hug you?”
Techno gives a long suffering sigh but gives a short nod.
Brightening, Philza sniffles, a tearful chuckle slipping past his lips. The crow hybrid pulls him into a gentle hug, careful not to jostle his still healing injuries.
Techno hugs him back as fiercely as he can, finally able to relax and feel safe as his first and best friend wraps his wings around him, shielding him from the world.
Philza exhales a trembling breath. “I missed you, Techno. Missed you so fucking much.”
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