The festival

Song/s: Tubbo's song (aka Death hole) by Precious Jewel Amor

Trigger warning/s: execution, death, fainting/blacking out, claustrophobia, minor descriptions of blood, mild amounts of swearing, angst (I mean, it's the festival, what did you expect?)

Word count: [2339]

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"The festival is in fifteen minutes!"

y/n bolted out of her seat when Wilbur called. She was ready to go, to do what she needed to do.

But she was not excited, far from it. She knew what Wilbur was going to do, and was ready to get out of there. Tubbo knew about his plans, and was a part of it now. He had explained his plans to the two of them.

Well, y/n had already know them, so he had just further confirmed, but he didn't need to know that she'd listened in.

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Wilbur, y/n, Tommy and Technoblade started to head over to Manburg. Techno walked quite far in front, leaving Tommy and y/n to try and convince Wilbur out of his decisions for the final time.

"Tommy, I've laid the TNT already, Manburg is being detonated tonight, wether you're on my side or not. We've been through so much together. Don't drop this over your weird ideas of heroism," Wilbur informed him.

"You've laid the TNT?" Tommy asked, his voice breaking slightly.

"Look Tommy-

"Wilbur-I... I'm with you," he decided. y/n tild him to same thing, they had to go along with what he said, for their own good.

"So Tubbo's with us, when he says the words "let the festival begin", I detonate it," Wilbur explained.

"Okay," y/n agreed.

The wind rushed through their hair as the trio caught up to Techno. They then had a few moments, before Techno and y/n parted ways with Wilbur and Tommy.

"Bye y/n!" Tommy called.

"Bye guys, please stay safe, don't go down with it," she sighed.

"We have no intentions to. When Tubbo says the words, get yourself out," Wilbur instructed.

"I will."

Tubbo was already at Manburg, along with everyone else, as Techno and y/n took their seats. Techno took his seat in the second row, and was greeted by Schlatt. He barely greeted him back.

y/n took her seat in the back row and she glanced around worriedly. Her face searched the crowd, but no one seemed to look in her direction.

She spotted Tubbo on the stage and he gave her a small, subtle wave. Her attention was then drawn to Wilbur and Tommy, on the building where they stood. She could faintly make out it was them.

Once the microphones were set up, Schlatt cleared his throat as always, and the lively bustle turned silent.

"I just want to say, how much I love democracy," he began, "It really brings a tear to my eye."

"Okay Schlatt, so you want to get this show on the road?" Tubbo asked from beside him.

"Indeed I do. Tubbo can you turn up the mics for us?"

"Sure, I got it!"

He eagerly headed over to the microphones. y/n couldn't help but to feel like Tubbo was happier here.

He couldn't be happier, surely?

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"Hello everbody! Welcome to the festival of Manburg!" Schlatt announced, causing the audience to erupt with cheers. y/n went along with a small clap.

"I invited all citizens of this great nation, and some other very close friends of mine to enjoy the festivities tonight! I wanted to throw you all a party. If you know me, you'd know I'm a partier, so I wanted to bring you all together for a celebration of this nation," Schlatt rambled.

More cheering and clapping followed, as Tubbo stood with a wide smile on his face.

Fireworks were lit, creating a fire display in the Manburg colours (this is going to hurt soon, believe me), and many people danced through the night, having fun. y/n stood by, but she could almost forget the inevitable...

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From afar, she spotted the figures of Tommy and Wilbur watching again. She shot them a sympathetic look as she was absorbed into the party. She could see that Wilbur's mouth was moving. She wondered what they would be saying, thinking, feeling.

Tubbo had managed to sneak over to them, and so not to look suspicious, she talked to Niki for a while. Tubbo's disappearance went unnoticed.

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After about half an hour, which entailed a lot of dancing, and a boxing match between Techno and Fundy, everyone was called over to the audience once again, and it was time for Tubbo's speech.

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"Oh man, y'know. As much as we do make fun of Tubbo for what he does wrong, but Tubbo's the guy... who made this entire festival happen. He's been slaving away, mining, crafting, building all this beautiful stuff, and I don't know if we'd be where we are today without him. I consider him my right hand man, so obviously loyal to Manburg," Schlatt introduced. However, the words sounded a bit sarcastic, but y/n pushed the thoughts away. That was just how Schlatt sounded.

Also, Schlatt didn't own Tubbo!

"When Tubbo told me that he would like to speak his piece tonight, about how great this country is, who would I be to decline? So without further ado, I'm more than happy to hand over to Tubbo, my right hand man, my protege if you will, up to the mic. Give it ip for Tubbo everyone!" Schlatt patted the boy's shoulder as Tubbo stepped up to the microphone. The crowd cheered once again, as did y/n, but this time it genuine. No matter the situation, she would always be proud if Tubbo.

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"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen," he began, "A wise man once told me, that Manburg was like a lettuce. There are so many layers of healthy and tasty goodness, and once you rid of all the caterpillars and worms from the surface, it's a pretty goddam good meal."

y/n directed a smile towards him, forgetting everything. She couldn't not be proud of him, regardless of the speech being for Schlatt.

"Schlatt had successfully washed all the insects from our great nation," Tubbo struggled to say the words.

y/n had to admit, this hurt a bit. Her gaze drifted over to where Tommy and Wilbur were standing. She could tell from Tommy's expression that he was hurt by the statement too.

"And with that... he has allowed the goodness and tastiness to shine through," he continued, "I encourage you all to take a look around at what we've built today. Look around at each other. All, of this, is thanks to democracy and the great leadership of Mr JSchlatt. Our people have been beaten down by dictators for so long, now we are finally free, free to elect who we want, live how we want, and most importantly we are free to wander wherever we want, not confined by those walls."

This was very convincing. Even y/n was convinced for a minute that he truly believed some of these things.

"And with that being said, I'd like to thank everyone for attending this wonderful event..."

y/n saw him struggle for words.

Was he going to say it?

"Let the festival-

He was cut off by a loud demonic laugh from Schlatt, which placed horror in y/n's body.

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"What's wrong Schlatt?" Tubbo questioned at once.

"No it's just... I was just thinking Tubbo..."

The thunder roared angrily, unsettling the atmosphere even more.

"You know how we like to have fun here?"

"Yeah Schlatt..."

"You got anything else to mention in the speech?" he towered over Tubbo menacingly for a moment, and red lights flashed in y/n's mind (felt the need to preface, I mean like ambulance lights or like an alarm, nothing weird)

"No-no let the festival begin," the boy stumbled.

And Wilbur was off running, Tommy following behind him. It looked as the pair were screaming instructions at each other.

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"You sure you're done with the speech?" Schlatt continued interrogating Tubbo.

"Yeah I'm done with the speech Schlatt."

The aura was eerie and unsettled. y/n prepared herself to run, as she noticed Schlatt, Quackity and George (yes, we're pretending he's here again. I kinda want to make him a semi-important character, like not as important as Tubbo or y/n or Tommy, but like not just a background character, so he's going to be there for events, including the war, I'm just going to pretend he built the house another time, because it is needed for plot) holding yellow concrete in their hands. Maybe they were going to give it to Tubbo or something, after all, it was his favourite colour?

The three started to place the blocks around him.

"Schlatt what are you?-what are you doing?" Tubbo panicked. So did y/n. She wasn't ready to run anymore, and his horror-stricken expression met her eyes. She could see that Tommy and Wilbur had halted, a similar expression to her's and Tubbo's on Tommy's face.

George and Quackity continued to box him in (like a fish lmao wrong time), under Schlatt's command.

"Schlatt?" the boy asked in a high pitch.

y/n felt her heart drop to her feet.

"What? Schlatt..."

"We do love fun, don't we Tubbo?" a sinister grin plagued his face.

Niki clearly saw y/n and faced her. It was reassuring but also reflected the confusion and nerves.

Tubbo continued to question Schlatt, panicking even more each time.

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"Let's cut to the chase, alright Tubbo," he announced.

"Tell em pres, tell em," Quackity remarked.

"What Schlatt I-I don't understand?"

"Tubbo I- and I mean, it really sucks for me to have to say this... right here, in front of everybody, I mean, it's kind of embarrassing," Schlatt faked sympathy.

"I-I can't get out," Tubbo's breathing got heavier, and at once y/n remembered, he was claustrophobic.

"Tubbo please... just listen okay," George whispered something reassuring after this statement. If George had a choice, he wouldn't be working alongside Schlatt, he'd be with Dream and Sapnap.

"Tubbo, I'll cut to the fucking chase! I know what you've been up to.

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y/n felt as if she had been hit across the face. Surely Schlatt couldn't know about Pogtopia, about Tubbo's spying?

"Wha-Schlatt what do you-what do you mean?"

"DON'T LIE TO ME TUBBO, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU'VE BEEN UP TO!" Schlatt cackled along with Quackity.

"I'm actually trapped Schlatt. Did I ever mention I'm cla-

"You've been conspiring WITH THE IDIOTS! The tyrants that we kicked out of this great country mere MONTHS AGO!" Schlatt boomed.

y/n felt the fear take over her body. She wanted to look away, but she needed to see.

She wanted to cry but that would just draw more attention to her.

"I don't know if you were aware Tubbo, but treason isn't exactly... respected around here y'know. AND DON'T TRY AND TELL ME ANY DIFFERENT BECAUSE IT ALL ADDS UP BUDDY! The secret tunnels, the 'library', the absences, which I noticed earlier, by the way, IT ALL ADDS UP!"

Tubbo glanced at y/n again. She was saddened to see Tubbo like this. Schlatt had been hurting him the entire time hadn't he. She was blind, they should have got him out sooner.

"I SEE IT WITH MY OWN TWO FUCKING EYES TUBBO and you know what happens to traitors?" Schlatt continued maliciously.

"N-no," he uttered timidly.

"Nothing good, okay."

No.No.No.No

"Hey Technoblade, you wanna come here for a second?"

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Techno's eyes darted towards Schlatt. To be truthful, he'd only been half paying attention, he tended to daydream at the wrong times.

"Ummm..." he stuttered.

y/n's legs then willed her to bolt from her seat, she ran over to where Tommy was standing, nearby, but away from the light from Manburg.

He had a shocked expression on his face, still unable to fathom the complexity of the situation.

She saw Wilbur running in the direction to where the button room was.

"I'd like to send a message real quick, we like sending messages around here. Now we've got Tubbo as a prime example

Schlatt signalled to Techno to step up onto the stage, and so he reluctantly obeyed.

"Hey what's going on here?" he asked, ling pink braid flowing as he took his spot next to Schlatt.

"Tubbo, as the enemy of state, and as a perpetrator to these awful, awful people. Technoblade please, if you would be so kind."

"What are you asking of me Schlatt?"

y/n and Tommy watched the scene unfold before their eyes, the same thought crossing both their minds.

Techno wouldn't, would he?

"I'm asking you to take care of him," Schlatt took clear happiness in uttering the words.

"So do you want me to buy him some clothes? Food? A five course meal? You hungry kid?" Techno tried desperately to waste time.

"No I-I-I'm not hungry," Tubbo stuttered.

"C'mon let's go to the restaurant Tubbo, you are very hungry," he stalled for longer.

"Technoblade, we are running on a very tight schedule here," Schlatt checked his watch impatiently.

"What do you want Mr President?"

"Well-we, we go way back Techno I need you... I need you to take him out."

The audience started shouting over each other, in fits of chaos.

y/n and Tommy stood in horror. She was sure she had heard Wilbur shout "he won't hurt you," faintly. There were many outcries.

Technoblade reluctantly took out his bow and rockets.

Techno wouldn't hurt him, would he?

"I'm sorry Tubbo," he whispered.

"Take him out Techno."

"Technoblade please..."

"Techno no!"

Blood.Blood.Blood

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The firework crackled with sparks, as Techno let go.

It pierced through Tubbo's chest.

The world stopped...

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"TUBBO!" Tommy and y/n cried out, not caring who heard. The pair held onto each other tightly, as the blood poured from Tubbo's wound.

y/n went to bury her face in Tommy's shoulder, but fell backwards.

She felt the world go black...

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A/N: I'm sorry this did hurt to write. Also, there used to be three lives, like the cannon lives on the SMP, but I decided to make it permadeath, so unless there's a miracle...