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Three universes where Technoblade yelled “Philza WATCH OUT” and one where he didn’t have to.
1)
The Arctic Empire was a cold and desolate place. Harsh winds and frigid temperatures made it a terrible place to invade. Even better, it was the perfect place to start their plan of world conquest. Despite how defendable a position it was, the fact remained that all their stronghold contained was ice. Their chickens wouldn’t lay in the cold and their many resources from Africa would only last so long.
King Philza’s plan, (as Technoblade would never come up with an idea that included socialization), was to invite the other leaders to a talks. He knew they could leverage their moon access for supply lines from some of them.
It ended up being, as makes sense for the setting, a ball of sorts. An orchestra played music all night, for appearance more than anything. Most balls are less politics and more dancing or course, but one made do with the skillset of those they were trying to wring resources out of. The rulers that had been invited were socializing and having a decent time. Out of the corner of his eye, Technoblade could see Philza having the time of his life trying to scamming resources out of what looked like NewFoundLand’s leader at that distance. Knowing that ally ArlusFinch would protect Phil, Techno felt safe to go harass the little kid that been declaring war on everyone left and right. On his was across the ballroom a chandelier light reflected in his eye and he turned to see their knight with a knife lunging at his fellow ruler.
Immediately turning into a run he shouted “PHILZA” “LOOK OUT”!
2)
Both Philza Minecraft and Technobade were farmers at heart. Philza minecraft was a redstone master, creating skillful farms that were also beautifully designed. Technoblade, not so much. A large watered area and a hoe were all that Technoblade needed to keep busy. (And keep him busy it did. Anytime the piglin wasn’t doing anything he deemed important, he could be found harvesting potatoes.)
Today was supposed to be a rest day- just a couple repairs on the honey machine outside their cabin. Technoblade was baking some potatoes and Philza was replacing a couple circuits when Technoblade started to feel the air pressure drop and smell the faint freshness of ozone. Looking outside at the Phil next to exposed wiring he dropped the pot in panic.
“PHIL LOOK OUT”
3) The stars in the night sky simmered pastel hues, swirling and dancing in the night sky. Philza sat on the steps of a remote and snowed in cabin adoring the view.
“It kinda reminds me of the good old days doesn't it Techno?”
Coming out of the cabin with a steaming cup of cocoa, Technoblade responded with a reminiscent hum and sat down next to Phil.
Grabbing a warm cup, Phil continued on “It was so long ago, and in a place that doesn't exist anymore. And yet. The stars are just as bright as they were then.”
“Yup” Technoblade responded, before taking a chilly breath in.
After a few minutes of blissful silence, they both stood up to head back inside. Right behind Philza, Techno saw it. A baby zombie.
“PHILZA LOOK OUT!”
+1)
It had been a long meeting with the syndicate, and on the way back to the cabin, Technoblade could see some of his hounds getting a little bored. Knowing his friend was safe decked out in armor and his dogs were perfectly well trained, he may or may not have shoved Phil a little. They wouldn't bite him that hard.
“TECHNO!”
“Bruhhhhh hahaha”