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They had been able to spend the night in the Soulfire base, as it was far enough away that none of them would be at any risk of getting hurt from the effects still lingering on the battlefield. The night was spent checking up on the kids and making sure to keep everyone inside, to prevent some from going out and chasing down their missing member.

Returning to the Island was going to be hard. It only got more difficult when on the way back they were met with a shore with three unfamiliar kids sitting on the boat deck with Fred standing patiently waiting for them. Fit the first to recognize the federation worker, he hoisted his kid up against his chest. He kept ahold of Pac’s hand as he rushed through the group to get to Fred.

“Fred?! W-what are you doing here man-” Pac explained before being cut off by Fred taking out a book, quickly writing down something and holding it up for them to read ‘We were able to track your location as of last night and came as quickly as we could. We were going to come to find everyone but discovered these three and were given orders to wait here for you all.’ Phil read out loud for the others to hear. Having come to stand beside the trio, Tallulah and Chayenne close behind him.

Fit gave Phil a nod in acknowledgment before turning back to his co-worker. “You were able to get our location last night? But that was when..oh” the confusion that had been on his face made place for grieve and worry as he explained a quiet “The bastard of course he fucking did.” that only Pac and Ramon caught as they has been the only two close enough to hear him. The realization dawned on Pac, evident by the way his eyes widened. coming to the same conclusion as Fit had gotten to, Tubbo had somehow managed to send their location to the fed.

Fred resumed writing in the book before again showing it to them. 'There is a medical on board if there’s anyone that needs immediate care, the others can get checked over when we get back to the island' Fit nodded, glancing back at the group, well it couldn't really be called a group, as there was a clear difference the groups of Bolas and Soulfire, with a couple of people having spread out on the shore caring for minor wounds. 

Pac looked to Phil for advice on what they should do. 

Turning around to the rest of the group he quickly picked Talulah up, balancing her on his hip and whispering to her to cover her ears, he shouted at the others “HEY LISTEN UP, EVERYONE GET ON THE SHIP! TAKE THE KIDS AND BADLY INJURED TO THE MED-BAY! THERE WILL BE SOMEONE TO CHECK THEM OVER THERE, THE REST OF YOU GET INTO THE ROOMS AND GET SOME REST.” 

Pac leaned against Fit as he looked at everyone, quickly taking the kids inside and supporting the ones that could barely walk. He averted his gaze as Maximus was carried onto the ship by Foolish and Pierre, his threat of blowing up Egg Island having been met with unexpected violence in the form of a barrel of gunshots having been unloaded into his body and the detonator having been taken from his fallen body.

He tenses up as he feels the damn M.D.A. vibrate in his hoodie pocket in that familiar way that signals a disaster warning, he swiftly pulls it out as he notices Fit looking around, checking for mobs, or god forbid, any Eye workers, glancing down at the screen. His hart freezes at the image that indicates meteors are quickly going to be descending upon them, and with them this close there's no way of getting lucky and not getting blasted.

His eyes widen as he looks around, seeing that not everyone has been able to get to the boat. “Fit! We need to get on the boat right now man,” holding the M.D.A. up for him to see as he quickly picks up Richas who had walked over to them. 

His eyes drift as Fit shouts at the ones not yet on the boat to hurry up, his eyes falling on Phil who is ushering his kids onto the boat, pausing to check what Fred wrote in the book that they’re holding up, 'Where’s Tubbo?' Pac feels his eyes water at the reminder,  clutching his kid closer as he goes to get on the ship, before even having time to try to respond Phil gets cut off as the thundering sound of meteors draws closer, rushing onto the boat, Pac puts Richas down telling him to go inside, as he turns around to help take Ramon so Fit can climb one of the ladders hanging from the railing.

As the meteor draws closer, they continue to try to get everyone on the ship, the sound of the engine joining the sound of the meteor, reaching down to pull up Cellbit and Baghera who were still on shore. He manages to get ahold of Bagera’s hand. he sees Fit next to him trying to pull Celbit up. 

Gunshots ring out.

The sound of bullets hitting the metal of the boat gets muffled by the sound of the meteors.

Another gunshot.

A grunt of pain is heard from beside him as the bullet hits Fit in the arm resulting in Cellbit falling to the ground as Fit’s grip fails.

Pac’s hand holding onto the Baghera’s hand slips as someone pulls Bagera's legs back.

He falls backwards, Fit’s scream is cut off as he hits the boat deck and everything goes black.

“Why are they here?! We had a deal, it was me for their freedom!”

“The deal was for the children nothing was said about the sinners.”

“BU-” 

“Guards take him back to his room he’s going to need more time before the next trial starts.”

"THAT'S NOT FAIR WE HAD A DEA-"

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“C’mon Fit we gotta hurry up if we want to be there when they wake up!” Pac said, a hopeful smile on his lips as he tugged his friend along towards the egg hospital that had been set up by the federation when they arrived back on the island.

Fit followed along as his lover friend tugged him along.

They came to a stop at the front door of the hospital, which was already filled with reunions. Pac quickly let go of Fit’s hand as his gaze landed on Richas who was being embraced by Forever and Cellbit. He rushed over, joining the hug, tears seconds away from falling.

He catches Fit out of the corner of his vision, rushing over to Ramon.

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An oh-so-familiar “Good morning.” sounded through the hospital, catching everyone’s attention. Cucurucho stood at the hall entrance that made up the emergency hospital, Fred a step behind them, a clipboard in hand.

"Heyyyy boss long time no see am I right?’’ Fit called out, breaking the silence, being answered with a “ha ha ha yes.” Pac glances back at the rest of the group seeing most parents standing in front of their kids on instinct.

“What’s going on man?” Pac asked, a little uncertain about the situation, having hoped for a nice reunion but alas, that wasn't possible.

He looked as Fred stepped forward, holding up a book ‘The federation has decided who will be assigned parental rights over the new Children.’ The book read. “We’re taking care of them?” Phil asked, looking over at the kids who had woken up with the other eggs. They had gone up to Fred the moment they had seen them. “yes” came the robotic response from Cucurucho, as he handed a paper he was holding to Roier.

The air became tense as Roier took the paper, looking down at them he let out a sob that was almost too quiet to be heard, as he stared at the kids focusing on the one wearing the red and white striped shirt. “P-Pepito?” it was spoken in the voice of someone who had lost too much and was scared to lose even more. 

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Bagi watched as her brother-in-law sobbed his eyes out embracing his new child. Snapping to attention as Cucurucho entered her field of vision, blinking in confusion when they held up a similar paper to her, she continued to stare at Cucurucho as her brain caught up with the facts.

Her eyes grew wide as she quickly looked down at the paper seeing the writing, taking a minute to fully understand what was staring back at her from the paper before making her way over to where Fred was standing and crouching down in front— in front of her daughter. 

“Hey, Empanada looks like I’m one of your new moms.” She said with a smile on her face. After a second she spread her arms, a silent invite for a hug. Empanada crashed into her, burying her face into Bagi's shirt. Bagi's heart melted, the kid seemed so happy at the idea of being loved, of having a family. 

Picking up her daughter she quickly walked over to Tina and Nikki, holding up the adoption paper for them to see, a bright smile on her face. She made a note in her head to visit Mouse and Jaiden soon so they could meet their new daughter as well.

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Fit frowned as the last paper was given to him by Cucurucho. “Why am I getting this shit, I’m already a single dad?” He joked, accepting the remaining papers. “Hey Phil you better get ready for anot-” He didn't finish the sentence, his gaze blank as he glanced between the paper in his hand and the last kid still standing close to Fred. 

 “What’s wrong mate?” came the concerned voice of the Bolas leader, “It’s- just come take a look.” Pac frowned at that, not sure what could’ve caused this reaction. Phil looked at the paper as Fit held it up, it didn't take long before a similar look crossed Phil’s face. 

Fit sighs dragging his metal hand over his face as he holds out the paper to Pac, “Looks like we’re sharing temporary custody for a while.” “WHAT?!" he yells, grabbing the paper. When reading it over his eyes immediately caught on the first parent's name ‘Tubbo’. There it sat, as if his friend wasn’t gone, as if his friend hadn’t sacrificed himself to make sure they could survive.

Tears welled up in his eyes, which he quickly wiped away. He read the rest of the paper, avoiding the name of his kid friend. His gaze grew more concerned the longer he stared at the paper, the only assigned parent even present on the island was Charlie and he hadn’t been seen since they arrived back. There was no one to take care of the kid. His eyes caught on a little line of text that looked to be scribbled down in a hurry ‘Custody will be assigned to Fitmc and Pactw for the foreseeable future or till any of the assigned parents can take care of Sunnysideup’

“Oh…” Was all he could muster, looking at the little girl who was signing something to Fit and Ramon, a spark in her eyes that reminded him of machines, trouble, and laughter. He sighed, putting the paper away in his inventory, looking at Fit, who was crouched down laughing with Sunny. A small smile tugged at her lips as Fit produced two pairs of sunglasses from somewhere in his backpack, putting them on and giving the second pair to Ramon. Pac smiled as he walked over watching Ramon talking to their… daughter. 

Tubbo blinked, his gaze moving away from where it was focused on the white wall. Once again becoming aware of the cold wall he was sitting against. He glanced down, underneath the bed where he had stuffed to now broken M.D.A. trying to convince himself that his attempt hadn’t been for nothing.

It had been a risky move hacking into the coding that made up the device, but he had been determined to get his family friends to safety; he prayed they got out, or, well, that most of them got out. They had to have, seeing as he was only shown Bagera and Cellbit, he hoped that his morning crew boys got out.

He sighed as he felt the familiar feeling of change wash over him again at the thought of Fit and Pac. He tugged on his bangs, watching as they changed to Pac’s black locks, which proceeded to lay comforting against his forehead. Tears pricked in his eyes at the reminders of the last night they got to spend together. For a moment he could trick himself into feeling the warmth of their embraces that he so badly missed.

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“Right, you guys comfortable?” Fit asked sitting down in the chair that separated the two beds, getting nods from both Ramon and Sunny. It had been a temporary solution, as it became too late to build Sunny her own little place to sleep, they had opted for Fit to take care of Sunny for the night as Pac would be busy with a project or so he said.

Fit looked over as Ramon tapped him on the arm gaining his attention, before signing ‘Bedtime story?’ Noticing the pointed glance thrown towards the little girl curled up in the fluffy blanket Fit had given her, he nodded “Right yeah bedtime story, I can do that.” Fit turned back to face the middle glancing over at Sunny he gave her a small smile “Why don’t you choose what the story should be about Sunny?” 

'Can you tell me about my parents?' She wrote, Fit having given her a notebook somewhere throughout the day, that she was now holding up for him to read.

“Of course I can, let's go from the list, okay, we’ll start with-” Pulling out his photo album in which he had already added Sunny’s adoption paper next to Ramon’s “Yeah let's start with old Tubs why don’t we. Well, it- god where to even start, your dad Tubbo, he liked machines you know, a real genius in his own way.. don’t tell him I said that.” He paused looking at the kids with a smile as Sunny nodded along a small smile on her face. 

“But yea he used to build these huge factories that made tons of different resources,” ‘The Tubchunk’ Ramon interrupted a small grin on his face, Fit laughed after reading the joke his smile growing wider as he heard a small giggle coming from Sunny. “Yeah, Tubchunk is what most people call it, even the fed did at one point if I remember correctly. Though your dad would call it the ‘money maker’ I think. We can go over there tomorrow when you kiddos wake up, we can show you around Sunny.”

‘:0 Yes’ The notebook read, making Fit chuckle before nodding. “then that's set, we’ll see about getting you some gear as well, I’m sure Tubbo wouldn’t mind if we made a small dent in his resources.” ‘and money??’ She asked holding up the notebook while the other held onto the diamond Ramon had given them. “I suppose we can see what your dad has lying around.” He glances over to Ramon who’s lying down looking more asleep than awake but who still has a big smile on his face that Fit can only mirror as he sees Sunny cheering quietly before lying down as well. Finally, he can relax somewhat knowing his baby boy is safe at home again.

Fit ruffles both of their hair before standing up and making his way upstairs to go to bed himself, not before whispering a soft “goodnight,” to both of them.

He missed his (family) friends, he missed morning crew, Phil, his godkids.

He missed Fred as well, god did he miss his pen pal, he hoped they were doing alright.

He missed his machines and the comfort they brought him.

He missed his team.

He missed the days when pain wasn’t a guarantee.

He missed being able to walk.

He wasn’t allowed to miss it.

But he did.

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Pac chuckled as he saw Fit, Ramon, and Sunny appear in the distance walking the train tracks that let past the Tubchunk, he’d had the suspicion that Fit and Ramon would visit the factories. Seeing as they were created by Sunny’s dad. 

Naturally, he had woken up early, so he would have enough time to try and get the whole place running. needless to say, it had been a smart move, all the machines were amazingly made but man was the whole system a mess. One that is clearly designed to be understood easily, if you were the creator that it.

Pac had succeeded, though the time it had taken was a secret he would take to the grave. And doing so just in time as the sounds of the machines getting joined by Fit’s talking.

He couldn't help the small smile that appeared on his face as he wiped his hands clean on his pants, not minding the black streaks it left behind, after all, he had a goddaughter to tour around her dad's factory. He and Fit had decided that they wouldn't take a place meant for they’re friend, instead carving their own close by.

holding up his hand in a greeting he quickly crouched down when Sunny came running up to him, her hands already moving rapidly, “wow there slow down Sunny, It’s good to see you again as well.” 

His smile grew into a grin as he was Fit and Ramon running to catch up with Sunny, “hey man wasn’t expecting you here this early,” were the words Fit greeted him with. Holding out a hand for Pac to take, who did so quickly, [and if he stayed close next to Fit for longer than necessary neither mentioned it.]

“I had my suspicions that you would want to show Sunny her pa’s place so I came early to get everything running,” He said motioning for the others to  join him as he started walking down the hill towards the multitude of factories. “that's probably for the best, I don't think I could’ve turned everything on, with the way he connected everything.”

Following after the man, Pac made sure to keep an eye on Sunny while they were walking, he smiled, seeing Sunny’s eyes light up behind their sunglasses as she caught sight of the machines and the train tracks. “Watch out for the trains, we do not want you getting hit by any on your first visit,” Fit said playfully while scooping Sunny up into his arms and setting her down on his shoulders, making sure to cross the tracks safely.

Laughing along while jogging to catch up. Pac quickly reached into his inventory for the set of create goggles he had made in advance, they materialized in his hand just as they crossed the tracks to the storage building. Pac ruffled Ramon’s hair as Fit walked into the building and spun around showing Sunny all of the machinery inside of the building.

“HEY FIT, CATCH!!” Was the only warning he gave him before throwing the goggles over, giving him a thumbs up with a shit-eating grin on his face, as Fit fumbled to not let them fall on the ground. Managing to hold onto them he quickly reached up to a giggling Sunny and handed them to her ‘For me?’ Getting a nod in response they put them on marveling at the information popping up about the workings of the machines.

As Pac joined Fit trying to catch up with Ramon who had run off to one of the other buildings. laughing along as Sunny’s head spun around trying to take everything in, he decided that waking up early had been so worth the reward. 

he realizes he misses walking, the feeling only strengthened by the constant pain in his leg reminding him.

The fight long since drained out of his body, the same way the blood and memories had-

A needle in their arm

Don’t think about it.

The sound of liquid [BLOOD] dripping onto the ground disturbing the silence.

Don’t fight it, you can’t.

A loud ringing pierces through the air as black spots fill their vision

It’s no use, you tried.

you failed.

Everything is white why does it always have to be white?

’. . .why can’t I remember?!’

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This wasn't supposed to happen, this was not how it was supposed to go, but it did. Because why didn't it, now that, things had more or less settled down into a new normal.

Things had been going okay, he had been spending time with Fit and the kids, Richas joining in when he wasn't hanging out with any of his other dads, They’d managed to create a plant house for Sunny and Tallulah next to Tubchunk, and had been spending their time together creating memories.

He’d been with Richas in Fafela on they’re way to collect some items, while Fit was off talking with Phil about something. It took him only a second to notice the sky turning that dreaded red that still haunted his nightmares. trying to keep the panic out of his voice as he got Richas to teleport to spawn with him, feeling the rush of it slamming into him as he stumbled to regain his footing. 

“Oh fuck the sky’s red.” he heard Fit’s words as he spun around to his boyfriend running down the steps of spawn towards him, Fit grabbed his shoulders as if proving to himself the other was there, a panicked murmur of his name reaching his ears as he clutched Rishas to his side. “yea, I’m here.” “Richas stay close.” “Fit what’s happening, what the hell” he said looking around for Phil, “Where’s Phil are they here for him?” “He’s okay he’s downstairs,” Fit said as he moved away from Pac climbing down a ladder to check on Phil. 

A nauseating feeling fell over Pac as he clutched his chest doubling over at the feeling of his atoms getting crushed, looking up as a pained wheeze escaped his chest meeting Fit’s eyes before the world went black before his eyes.

He opened his eyes as the sensation of sand scraping against his body made itself present, eyes growing wide as he caught sight of an Eye worker walking slightly behind him, looking forward another was dragging his body across the desert, his thoughts raced trying to make sense of the situation ‘No, no, no, not again why me, I don’t want to die please I don’t want this what’s happening, ’ he tried yelling but both ignored him.

He panicked as he saw a picture fall out of his pocket, scrambling to get it before he was dragged out of reach. he wiped the sand off,  tearing up as he saw which picture it was, it had been taken around a few days ago by Phil, whom they’d met up with, and had a picnic at Tubchunk with the kids, the picture showed Talulah, and Sunny making flower crowns with himself next them with a finished one on his head, Ramon and Chayenne in the back play fighting while Fit sat against a tree laughing at their antics.

Tears slid down his cheeks as he shoved the photo back into his pocket, tears blurring his vision as the vague shape of a boat appeared on the horizon, and everything turned black a crushing numbness overtook his senses.

He'd noticed that it had become quite crowded in the rooms, well anytime he was taken outside of his room that is. Which in itself didn't happen often anymore.

Even so, it was obvious something was happening, the multitude of bodies occupying the beds spoke of preparation, for what- he wasn't quite sure.

None of them had seemed familiar so far, he wasn't sure if that was a good thing. He didn't want to think about the ones that felt as if they should be recognized

Still, sometimes they couldn’t help but wonder what was missing.

Lucky for him, he wouldn’t have to worry about the missing parts anymore soon enough.

WELCOME BACK SINNERS

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figured I'd let people know I've picked this story back so hopefully, I'll be able to get the first chapter of part 2 out this weekend....yea it's not abandoned I promise!!