《Exiled Wasn't The Best Choice》Chapter Ten
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She was still angry about Dream when Phil woke up the next day.
"How're you feeling Phil?"
"I'm okay. Little sore but I'll be fine."
"Good, Techno's been worried about you I'd go talk to him." Phil nodded and walked out. Y/n pack up her stuff then followed.
"Are you going to stay this time?" She heard Techno ask.
"For as long as I'm welcome."
"Your always welcome Phil." Y/n said with a smile, It was a forced smile but a smile.
"Thank you." Techno smiled.
"I'm gonna go to the nether again, I'll be back in a little while." She climbed down to the nether portal and walked through. The exit around the nether portal when she got out was in a room with black blocks. Y/n had put these blocks around to try and hide the nether portal from ghasts. They only shoot if they see people. She was almost done, just one more visit to the bastion and it would be compete.
She walked off towards the bastion. Y/n strapped on some armor and got her shield ready. She walked over to bastion, Making sure there were no brutes nearby.
"Okay just grab the blocks and get out." She mined through all the blocks in the walls. Leaving a section of the bastion destroyed. Y/n was mining when we found a chest. Opening it she saw a glint of netherite. She picked up the netherite sword and was awed. She'd had a sword like this when she lived in L'manburg.
"Ooooo this is nice." It was shining so she knew it was enchanted. Maybe she'd show it to Phil to see if he knew which ones. Y/n gathered a couple more blocks and walked out of the bastion. While she was walking out she didn't noticed a new hole in the ground. Which she fell through. There was lava a couple stories down. Panicking she grabbed onto a block, which hurt like hell cause it was a magma block. She quickly moved herself off the block and onto stable ground.
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She blew on her hands. They were burnt and red.
I should probably go back home...Their gonna start worrying.
Y/n mined out of the bastion and headed towards her house. Finally finding her nether portal she painfully placed the last blocks around it.
Okay it's done, let's leave
The cold air of her house smacked her right in the face. She could hear Techno and Phil chatting. Y/n climbed the ladder, wincing at the pain her hands.
"Welcome back Y/n!" Phil said with a smile. She smiled back and went over to a chest. Y/n turned around to be face to face with Techno.
"What happened to your hands?"
"Nothing happened to my hands their fine." He pulled them up to his face.
"What happened in the nether?" Phil came over too and gasped.
"Your hands! Their burnt."
"Y/n what happened?" Techno asked again.
"I fell and grabbed onto a magma block. I'm okay though." Phil grabbed some bandages and handed them to Techno.
"I'll be careful okay?" He wrapped the bandages around her hands. She winced a couple times but otherwise it hadn't hurt. "Why are you going into the nether anyway?"
"I went exploring, I found a netherite sword though." Techno finished with the bandaging and tore the extra.
"Your hands should be a bit better tomorrow."
"Thanks. What did you guys do while I was gone?" Phil and Techno glanced at each other.
"Dream came again."
"He did." She answered coldly.
"Yeah he said something about Tubbo and not coming back until you came home. Do you two have history?"
"Yeah we have a bit of history you could say."
"What kinda history?" Techno asked.
"Well me, Him, George, and Sapnap would hang out. Then we started to spend less time with us. Me and George kinda exploded at him, so he got angry and started to fight against us. He stopped fighting George cause he's a simp but he never stopped being angry at me."
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"What about N/n? Why does he call you that?" Techno asked once again. She frowned.
"That's What he used to call me. That's what all of them would call me by." Phil put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"We'll make sure he can't do anything to hurt you."
"Thanks."
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