[Baby technoblade]--Technoblade.

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definitely not a way to not get killed by honey_hub_ for sending her weird ass tiktoks🤪
but anyway this has cute Christmas things soo if you don't celebrate Christmas go ahead and skip it or make it your own celebration

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As your eyes were opening in closing in tiredness, you kept them open. The father of this baby, was technoblade. This was noticable by its slightly upwards nose, resembling a piggie nose. It had light pink skin having some of your features as well. Technoblade, wanting to stay strong, kept in his tears of happiness at this new wonderful thing that was given to you by Megan the stallion, also known as God.

"They're beautiful," you spoke after a moment laying your head back while your baby was placed in your dominant arm and resting.

"Of course they are, I mean, look at me." He laughed slightly, getting a tired punch in the arm from you.

He kissed your forehead and sat down, the nurse to your soft baby and walked away with it, most likely to give it what it needs.

"You did so well love, so so, well." Technoblade smiled readjusting his taped glasses. You smiled, not being able to form any words and you laid your head back on the crappy pillow.

He held your hand softly, kissing your knuckles every few moments. His phone rang abruptly, he picked it up and his face dropped.

You could only here small details but one might've ruined your day which was, "Technoblade, this is an important war, we need you.".

"Do they really need you that bad?" You spoke, sadly, and tiredly.

"Yes..It's a war for independence and they need me,"

"When do they need you..?"  you asked, wiping the soft tears that fell.

"Tonight, or at 5."

Your eyes traveled to the clock, 4:35.

"Go, now. I don't want you to be late." You said sternly, his face was in shock.

"Why? What?"

"I'll be fine, this is clearly important and I don't want you to miss the train." You smiled. He hugged you and left the room.

The soft beeps from the hospital had now filled your ears. This went one for about a week until news was given to you.

"You can go home now, your baby is very healthy!" The nurse chirped. Your head bobbed up from you packing and you grabbed everything you need. You walked outside and grabbed your baby boy.

The train took you home.

- Seven years later -

Well, today is Christmas Eve. You've put your kid to bed and laid in your own bed. The soft snowflakes fell from the night sky, letting them fall on the ground. You had fallen asleep, soft snores admitted around the room.

- The next day/Christmas -

You woke up to your kid jumping on your bed, laughing and giggling trying to wake you.

"Theo, why are you up so early?" You asked, rubbing your tired eyes.

"It's Christmas! C'mon I wanna see if Santa came!" Theo complained.

"Alright Alright. Let me go first." You said, getting up and walking out of the jewel covered room.

The maids and butler's ran around the castle, cleaning every spot.

"Mrs! Your coffee is on the table in the living room!" The maid yelled, chasing her own kid around making your giggling a bit.

You walked down the hallway, your kid skipping behind you as well. You made it to the living room, feeling fine.

Something was off, and you knew it was, having Christmas without Techno.

"Bubba, you can go ahead and open your presents." Letting him run pass you. You swallowed a slight amount of coffee, before hearing a small laughing that was familiar.

You furrowed your eyebrows (if you have them) and walked to the living room. Seeing a exceptionally long amount of pink hair man, with your son.

"Bub, c'mon! Bath time." You asked Theo, stirring your coffee in your cup.

"Aw already?" He groaned, dropping his toy.

Theo was taken by the maid to go get washed. A pair of arms wrapped around you. You obviously got scared, and turned around.

"Woah, woah. Calm down." Technoblade spoke lowly in your ear.

You dropped your coffee cup letting it shatter as you kissed him. This was a quite long kiss, filled with smiles and giggles. A soft tear ran down your face and onto his white shirt.

"Your hair is so..long?" You questioned, playing with his pink braid.

He laughed, almost coming out as a giggle, and responded, "Well I haven't been able to get it cut."

You hummed back.

It was really just a hugging and kisses at the second. You were a mixed amount of emotions.

Technoblade's earrings scratched against your cheek, when he, bent down a bit to kiss your jawline.

Your son walked out with the maid, fixing his shirt.

"Bub, c'mon!" He looked up and ran to you, hugging you.

He, Techno, shifted next you and wrapped his surprisingly big arms around your and your son.

This hug was connected with warm and happy spirits. A family hug.

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