"I killed him..." Techno said suddenly, noticing how Dream flinched at the mention of his old friend.

"Hu? What do you meant?"

"After you died..." Techno took a deep breath. "He came to us afterwards, challenging me, wanting to kill Dream, the usual. and well, I killed him. "

"Oh, so what is he doing now?" George asked, voice lower than usual.

"I don't know, maybe he's planning something new, maybe he's in the process or respawning. I don't think it was his final life, but I know that he won't just give up because I killed him."

Phil returned to the living area, a tray of steaming mugs in his hands. He set it down on the coffee table and took a seat beside them, his calm presence a soothing balm to the tension that filled the room.

"Alright, everyone, let's take a moment to breathe," Phil said, his voice steady and calming.

He poured the tea into the mugs, the aromatic steam rising and filling the air with its comforting scent. The warmth that radiated from the cups was a small comfort amidst the chaos surrounding them.

"Phil, what if Sapnap-" George started, but was soon interrupted by the older man.

"Slow down, I know you're all worried but  George just came back so I think we should just take a moment and relax. Dream and Niki made some amazing pastries so what if we just eat them, drink the tea and watch a movie?"

"but-"

"nope, this wasn't really a question. Sit down and find a movie while I get the baked goods."

Meanwhile in Snowchester:

Tubbo, Ranboo, and Tommy found themselves at the edge of a sprawling meadow, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the landscape.

Tubbo grinned mischievously, his mind brimming with an idea. "You know what, guys? Let's do something crazy. Something we'll remember forever."

Tommy, always one for excitement, grinned and chimed in, "What do you have in mind, Tubbo? I'm up for some wild fun."

Ranboo's eyes widened with anticipation. "Count me in! As long as we don't get caught, of course."

Tubbo's plan unfolded in his mind, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "We're going to... build a makeshift roller coaster and ride it under the stars!"

Ranboo and Tommy exchanged a glance, a mix of excitement and uncertainty in their eyes. "That... sounds both amazing and slightly terrifying," Ranboo admitted.

Tubbo waved off their concerns. "Trust me, guys, it's going to be epic. We'll gather all the materials we need and construct our very own roller coaster in this meadow. It'll be our secret adventure."

The trio set off on their mission, scouring the nearby area for discarded items that could be repurposed for their roller coaster. They collected wooden planks, wheels from an old bicycle, and even managed to salvage a few sturdy ropes.

Under the moonlit sky, their laughter filled the meadow as they worked together, their creativity and enthusiasm driving them forward. Tubbo took charge of designing the track, while Tommy and Ranboo collaborated on constructing the framework.

As they hammered and sawed, their excitement grew, their imaginations taking flight. The night echoed with the sound of their laughter and the clatter of their makeshift construction.

Finally, after hours of hard work and a few minor mishaps, their roller coaster stood before them—a rickety, homemade creation that promised both exhilaration and a touch of danger.

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