a/n: Y OOOOOOOOO CHAPTER TWENTY LETS G G OOOOOOOOOO

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"Schlatt seriously named it Manburg?"

Wilbur cringed at the name, whilst Tubbo nods.

"Yeah.. It doesn't have the same ring L'manburg does."

"It really doesn't. That prick has no idea on what good taste is."

Tommy scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Probably because he's American."

You almost spit out the sip of water you were taking at that comment, but you held yourself together as discussion continued.

Technoblade spoke up, his hands moving whilst he explained.

"So, Schlatt's thinking of this.. new event? What for?"

"He said just to simply start anew. A celebration, if you will."

Techno puts his fingers to his chin.

"Kinda sounds like he's trying to wipe away the memories of the past. Or most importantly, Wilbur and Tommy."

You turn to Tommy, deciding on resting your head on his shoulder. He responds by resting the side of his head on yours. You both held hands, needing the comfort of the other's presence.

"So, how do we go about this?"

"Well Tubbo, I think I have a plan."

"Really?"

Tommy's eyes widened at this, remembering everything about the confrontation with Wilbur.

The memories weren't pleasant.

"Mhm! Here's what I'm thinking, Tubbo."

Wilbur stands as he talks, pacing and walking around the round table, behind everyone's chairs.

"From my understanding, I expect Schlatt to make either you or (Y/N) give a speech, but most likely Tubbo. You'll be up on the podium where the election took place, and you'll give a speech."

Tubbo hummed and nodded along.

"I say that whilst Tubbo's giving a speech, he'll say a codeword and run with (Y/N). Why? There will be a couple pieces of TNT underneath the podium area, and when it blows up, it'll kill Schlatt and we'll be free!"

Tubbo crossed his arms, thinking on the idea. Techno snickered at the plan.

"Violence is always a good answer."

"Well.. I mean, it's not the best idea, but it's the best we can have. I don't think any of us can just- waltz up to him and demand the both of you return to L'manburg. He wouldn't give in, too prideful."

Wilbur sits back down.

"But are you willing to do this, Tubbo?"

Tubbo looked off to the side, thinking.

"...Yeah, I'm alright. Just give me the codeword, and I'll incorporate it into my speech. I'll run away, taking (Y/N), and then Schlatt will go boom!"

"Good, Tubbo! That's exactly what I wanna hear!"

Wilbur adjusted his beanie hat, before he continued.

"Me and Tommy will most likely be on top of a building, watching the speech go on. We can have Technoblade maybe blend in with the audience as to not cause suspicion to ourselves. Then, I'll set off the TNT, and BOOM! We're done!"

You weren't.. super keen on this idea, but what else could all of you think of? When you turn to Tommy, your eyes widen.

He seems panicked, thinking about something. He looked sick to his stomach.

This.. didn't feel right.

You place a hand on his cheek, causing him to tense up when feeling your touch.

"You okay, Tommy?"

His face goes a bit pink, but he tries to laugh and suppress his worries, holding your hand that was on his cheek.

"Y-Yeah! Just, uh.. tired, yeah.."

You gave him a hug, and he slowly hugged back, feeling calmed by your embrace. It was always nice to feel you in his arms.

Soon, the discussion closed with a plan. And by the next couple of days, it was time for the festival.

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"Tubbo, everything in position? Over." bzzt

bzzt "Yep, me and (Y/N) are just getting prepared for the opening ceremony, over." bzzt

Tommy smiled at the audio coming from the small walkie-talkie, and puts it in his pocket for now. Heading up to climb a tall building in L'manburg with Wilbur, they had the items they needed.

Technoblade could be seen entering the small crowd forming by the chairs, placed in front of the podium. Many people were greeting the pink haired man, surely surprised by his appearance.

Schlatt had invited him a day before now to actually visit the festival, so it wasn't that suspicious of him to be there. Which was perfect.

Tommy took in a breath, adjusting his bandana. When he saw Tubbo and you walk onto the front stage of the podium, alongside Schlatt behind you both, all he could do was look at you.

"...She's really pretty."

Wilbur paused, but when seeing Tommy stare with loving eyes, he just chuckles.

"Tommy, you are so lovesick, it's hilarious."

Tommy rolled his eyes.

"I bet you haven't been in love before."

"I have, a couple of times. I always ended up being more lonely after each crush."

"I-.. Damn, Wilbur-"

Both of them stopped their conversation, hearing Tubbo test the microphone. He was about to start.

"Hello everyone! Welcome.. to the first Manburg Festival!"

The crowd cheered from below, and you smiled at Tubbo proudly. You saw a fine leader in him.

Maybe he would make a good president.

"This entire day, will be dedicated to starting anew for this country! We're here to celebrate, to smile and laugh.. and most importantly, to leave the past as it is. The past! Leave all the unwanted memories of the old behind, and be open to new ones!"

Tubbo motioned to you, extending his arm out to present yourself.

"(Y/N) and I have taken the highest responsibility to make this day fun and joyous for everyone here! We've set up games, contests, food, and so much more for all of you to enjoy!"

Tubbo turned to Schlatt, who was standing in the back, covered by dim shadows.

"But of course, it was our president, Schlatt's idea for this festival. So, please give a round of applause for this exciting event!"

The crowd did so, applauding and cheering. Tommy took in another breath, watching Tubbo.

It's time.

"And now.. let the festivities begin!"

• next time •

When you and Tubbo walked up on stage, you expected nothing. Until, you felt arms hold you back, pulling you away from Tubbo.

"Wh- H-Hey! Let her-"

Tubbo tried to stop them, but a fierce grip on his wrist from Schlatt stop him mid-sentence. He was dragged to the center, and was cuffed on one wrist to the microphone podium.

Tommy's expression showed utter terror.

"W-What the hell is Schlatt doing?!"