Memories and Bath Time
Techno hisses peeling the bloody bandages off of his arm. After dedicating the whole day to reading and researching what the child..er Ranboo could be and where they could have come from, he just wanted to finally take a bath and go to bed. He has been neglecting his hygiene ever since he got hurt because he has been so busy adjusting to the new state of his body and taking care of Ranboo. He peels the bandages off of his leg and lets himself into the hot bath. It hurt like hell to move but once he let go he smiled. He despises baths since he thinks swimming in your own filth is the opposite of getting clean. Though this time he felt almost comforted and a little nostalgic. He lets himself sink in closing his eyes letting his body completely relax. The warmth of the water helps his muscles unstiffen, but makes the wounds all over his body sting. Though he couldn't get himself to care.
The last time he had a bath like this had to be when he was a kid. Techno smiles, remembering when Philza dragged him and Wilbur out of a mud pile and scolded them. Phil forced them to take a bath which they both fought him on. Techno wonders if Phil still has that scar from when he bit him….He wonders what Philza thinks of him now.
Once the water begins to cool he sits up and decides to actually scrub the dirt from his body. As he carefully uses a rag to clean his arm he notices behind all the dried blood and dirt black spots formed under his skin. He looks closer and determines it probably has to do with the wither sending a direct blast to his arm. He sighs knowing he'll have to make a potion to make sure it doesn't get worse. He lifts his leg looking at the burned marks then looks at his stomach where the messy stitches he made seem to be close to falling apart. He tries to remember what he thought himself about taking care of stitches. You would think he'd be an expert on stitch care after making himself in charge of fixing up every bump, bruise, and scratch Tommy and Wilbur received. He sighs and takes the tweezers from the side of the bath deciding to start with taking all the splinters out of his body, that he got from some wood exploding. While he does that he notices the water turned brown from the blood and dirt from his body. He sighs and gets out draining the water, deciding to just take a quick shower then do whatever maintenance he needs to do for his body afterward. Fuck why does everything have to hurt so much, hopefully it'll just go away soon.
Philza sits with his legs hanging out into the crater his oldest son made. The rain soaks his hair and clothes but all he can think about is his little boys. He remembers Techno reaching for his first book on government. He remembers the first time Wilbur strummed a chord on his guitar, and he remembers the first time Tommy waddled out of the house looking for adventure. He remembers all of their firsts so well, he watched all of their firsts with pride. At the time he was so proud he had forgotten that they'd all of their last. Their last play fight, their last storytime, their last crush, and their last demand to be tucked into bed had never come to him as a worry. After all, for most of their last, he probably wouldn't be there. At least he didn't think he would be there for their last breath anyway.
Tommy sits with President Tubbo and the rest of the cabinet discussing Tubbos plan to rebuild L'manburg on top of the crater. Tommy smiles putting his arm around Tubbo as Quackity once again interrupts the meeting to do some random dance. They all laugh too distracted to see Tommy fighting back tears as a wave of memories of his brother in the same van come rushing over him. It's fine though Tommy has had years of practice holding back his tears.
Wilbur smiles walking around enjoying the scenery. It's a beautiful place beside the giant creator. There are a lot of flowers, animals, and people...though they all seem to ignore him. No matter though he was just about to explore a nearby lake, yay. There are so many new possibilities just waiting to happen.