Finding Them

        Techno's face held its expressionless appearance at Phil's words. A breath, and then another.

"Would you excuse me for just one moment." Techno walked out of the room down to the kitchens and grabbed a glass of water before making his way back up to the room he was sharing with this stranger.

"I kno-" Phil started but shut his mouth when Techno held up a finger, downing the water in his glass. Once he put his finger down Phil continued, "Techno, I think we might be brothe-"

"PFFSSST" Water now dripped down Phil's face and front, specifically the water that Techno had spit out at him.

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(okay in all actuality now the chapter begins.)

"I don't have any brothers." Techno's voice was monotone and unnerving as ever, while Phil was sat to realize how absurd what he just said was.

"Okay. just," he cut off, "try reading this one." Phil handed him the first scroll, the only scroll that Phil could read. Techno squinted and stared at the parchment, trying to comprehend what was on the page. It was useless, he still couldn't figure out what was on the scroll. Holding both parchments side by side he examined the first, then the other. He could read the previous scroll just fine, but this one, no matter how hard he tried, it just didn't make sense. Almost like it was consciously making an effort for him to be unable to read what the scroll held.

"You can't read it can you?" Phil asked as he watched the pink haired man. Techno shook his head slightly in confusion.

"How does this have anything to do with us being brothers though?"

"Well, you see, the parchment that you can read, I can't read. The parchment that you can't read, I can read. My parchment tells a tale of four brothers that were sent away by the king, their father, who would all meet again one day when the eldest set off on a quest to find them. I have reason to believe that we are two out of the four of these brothers," Phil tried getting his point across, he knew he sounded insane, senile. Though he could only hope Techno would understand.

"This still doesn't make any sense; I've never met any of my family before and you're just some stranger I've just met. How could we be brothers?" Techno still wasn't convinced. Phil sighed, was this hopeless?

"It's in the prophecy Techno. Look, you don't have to believe me, but according to these scrolls there is a kingdom out there suffering and I'm going to do my darn best to help it. I can say with great confidence that you are one of the brothers I've been searching for, so I only have one question for you, will you join me?" Phil looked on with confidence, he was going to stand by his beliefs.

"Sure."

"Wait really?" If Phil wasn't here right now, he wouldn't have believed this. It had been a ridiculous assumption in the first place, and if some random stranger he had just met was making these accusations why would he comply?

"Yeah, I mean if I'm being honest, I don't have anything better to do." Phil stood there with a deadpan look across his face, this man really was something.

The next morning the two travelers set off once more on their quest to find the two missing brothers. Heavy footsteps crunched through the woods that day. It was around winter now. The air was crisp and cold, nipping at their faces. Phil's cloak dragged along behind him, keeping him warm, but most of all concealed.

When he looked over at Techno again, he realized what he was wearing. Nothing but a white long-sleeved shirt, a pair of trousers and a pair of combat boots. The pink haired man was also shivering, though he made a point of hiding it.

Phil stopped walking grabbing his sack and pulling out a spare cloak.

"Here Techno." Phil draped the long black fabric across his brother clasping it shut in the front, offering him a small smile. Techno nodded his head in thanks before the duo continued through the forest.

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Meanwhile back in the small town two children played together. Their names were Tommy and Tubbo.

"Tubbo! come look at this!" Tommy called his friend over to the store that had toys displayed through the windows.

"Woah," Tubbo breathed. The toy they had been looking at was a bright red scooter, brand new and expensive.

"That's so cool," Tubbo commented. Tommy nodded in response. I wish I had enough to buy that, for Tubbo. Tommy sighed at the thought, contrary to what he told Tubbo when he first met him Tommy didn't have a family. Tommy didn't have a home either, or most people would say he didn't have a home, but the small hole in the side of a hill that Tommy hand dug over the course of a week was enough of a home for Tommy to consider it one.

"Tubbo! Tommy!" That was Tubbo's older sister, Niki. She was one of the nicest people Tommy knew, once in a while she would let Tommy spend the night if Tubbo asked nicely.

Tubbo had two other siblings, his eldest brother Eret, and his slightly older brother Ranboo. The four siblings were relatively known in this town, for their kindness in general. The two boys made their way back to Tubbo's sister at her call.

"Tubbo it's time we start heading home, it's going to get dark soon. Tommy, it's nice to see you again. Would you like to stay for dinner?" Niki offered. This would be the fifth time this week Tommy would eat with them if he accepted and to put it simply, he was starting to feel bad for depending on them so much.

"That's alright, my parents wanted me home tonight, but maybe another time."

"Okay then, we best be heading back." Niki smiled.

"Bye Tommy!" Tubbo waved.

"Bye Tubbo." Tommy smiled as his friend went in the opposite direction. Now he had some business to attend to.

"Please sir, I haven't eaten in two weeks."

"Get out of here kid!" Fine then, I guess I'll have to do this the hard way. Tommy thought. He was small, fast, stealthy. Seven wallets are what remained when he was done. Unfortunately for Tommy, the people in this kingdom were just as poor as him.

"Five, six, seven, eight." Only eight dollars out of the seven wallets. That was enough for three meals. But this also meant he couldn't waste any on the red scooter. Disappointed, Tommy shoved the money in his back pocket. He then scattered the wallets around the town square to be found. He would just have to do better next time.