Fics like you're not my half, for i am whole.

and yet you fit, as if it was impossible for the universe herself to separate our souls. He was in living room before Techno had a chance to call for him. Phil paused for a second, his wings puffed and raised high. Techno... looked like shit. Honestly. There wasn't any beating around the bush, it was a plain fact. The sky was blue, the grass was green, the L'Manburgians were dicks, and Techno looked like he had to use ten Totems of Undying in row. Phil would know. He'd seen Techno doing that, once. And even then he had been better off doing that than... whatever he was doing now. "Hi, Tech. Need something?" Phil asked, his voice open, inviting for the piglin to answer. Death, let him actually address the elephant in the room and not brush it off- "Uh. Hullo. I think I'm in need of a bit of help." ___ OR: techno's both instincts and chat been acting up after the butcher's army tried to execute him. phil is here to save the day

Fics like you're not my half, for i am whole.

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