Tommy and Technoblade were relaxing in the cabin; Techno lounging on the couch with his feet propped up on the coffee table, while Tommy sat across from him on a separate sofa near the fireplace.

Outside, the muffled sounds of animals stirred in the snow. Carl, one of Techno's prized horses, lay sleeping in his stable beneath a warm blanket. Steve, one of Techno’s polar bears, was out playing in the snow with two others, their distant grunts faintly audible.

Techno flipped through the pages of a book, adjusting his reading glasses before glancing at Tommy, who sat sulking by the fire.

“You know,” Techno said, breaking the silence, “I didn’t save you from the government and Dream just for you to mope over Tubbo.”

“But it's not fairr..!” Tommy whined, dragging out the words in dramatic protest.