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Technoblade and Dream coincidentally met up in real life?? What's going to happen? will it sprout a friendship? or an enemy? or something more? read to find out!
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A road trip that helps Mike Wheeler grow and realize a lot of things. That's its okay to have a huge fat crush on your best friend and Ex's step brother, that's it's okay to express how he feels, that he doesn't have to protect people all the time.
While Mike was wallowing in depression, the party wanted to do a road trip one last time before they all moved on with their lives. Colleges, jobs, and one last summer just for them. They wanted to enjoy what they could one last time; it was the same summer that brought Will and Mike together....
one last time...
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And Then One Summer Night, I'll Hear Fireworks Outside (And I'll Listen to the Memories as They Cry, Cry, Cry) by SpaceCatLatte
Fandoms: Horrid Henry (Cartoon)
29 Mar 2026
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The plan was simple: set it off in the backyard, freak Mum out, and prove he could be just as wild as Henry. He had pictured her screeching in fright and dropping her baking dish, maybe grounding him for a week, but he would grin through, knowing he had finally left a new mark on his name.
Peter had lit the fuse, heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. But the firework didn’t shoot up like it was supposed to. It hissed and sparked, and before he could react, it exploded into a burst of light and heat, right there on the ground. He froze, the world slowing as the blast roared in his ears. He didn’t even see Henry move, but suddenly his brother was there, shoving him hard to the ground. He hit the grass, momentarily winded, as another crack slit in the air.
Henry screamed, a sound Peter had never heard from him before, raw and jagged. When Peter scrambled up, Henry was on his knees, hands clawing at his face, blood seeping between his fingers. Peter had shouted his name, trying to pull his hands away, but it was no use. Everything after that was a blur; paramedics, flashing lights, Mum sobbing in the ambulance while Peter sat silent, numbly staring at the blood on his hands.
Henry’s blood.
