"GET OUT, GET THE FUCK OUT-I'M DONE HELPING YOU."

It was a shame that the argument turned to this, Techno, now kicking you out. Tired of taking care of you, ignoring his instincts and Chat, even thought he knew the abuse Dream caused you, he done.

Now sitting on the snow, clothes worn and torn from cuts and slashes, your eyes locked in at his mask, Techno snarled and exclaimed.

"Leave, I'm done taking care of you. I don't care what will happen, NEVER RETURN." He glanced at you for the last time before slamming the door in front of you.