Sleepy Bois Inc. Angst Oneshots

Techno's Mask Part 2

TW: the voices and panic
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Techno heard the door open at the front of the house, and since his family members were the only people with the keys, he knew his little brothers were home.

"Techno?" Tommy yelled and confirmed his suspicions. Techno knew he needed to pull off this prank and then get help getting the mask off his face, but he didn't want to leave his room. He didn't want his brothers to see him like this.

Footsteps came towards his door. Techno was glad he locked his door for once. "Technooo~" Tommy said in a sing-song voice. He heard knocking on his door.

Instead of getting up to answer, Techno just sat against the wall, praying that all of this would go away. Tommy's knocks became more and more panicked. He heard Wilbur walk over and ask what was wrong. Then he heard voices.

"They're your brothers. Let them in. Let them see how much of a monster you really are," a chorus of voices coaxed. Techno whirled around and scanned his room. No one was there, and the only noise came from his brothers at the door.

"Maybe I imagined it," Techno muttered before getting up hesitantly to answer the door. The voices whispered for him to show them his monstrous mask and even worse inner demons.

"It reflects who you are on the inside," a particularly gruff voice stuck out from the chorus. The voices got more aggressive with each sentence they said.

"Who's there?" Techno shouted, his breath speeding up. He wanted- no, needed the voices to leave him alone. He needed to think.

"It's Wilbur and Tommy. Are you okay, Techno?" Wilbur made his presence known. His signature British accent, muffled by the door, called out again, "Open the door. If you've cut your hair again, we promise we'll only laugh for a little bit."

The joke fell flat as Techno was too busy worrying about the voices and the mask to laugh at his brother's attempted humor.

He placed his hand on the door handle, and before he could decide better, he swung the door open. Techno got the reaction he had been hoping for when he first devised his plan: pure terror.

Tommy leapt backwards and crashed into Wilbur causing both boys to go down. Techno sighed as they stared uncomfortably long at him.

"Dude. You got us good." Tommy burst out laughing. "That mask is insane. Where'd you find it?"

"The attic." They didn't realize the real problem. Techno warily looked at them through the mask's eyeholes and waited for them to get the bigger picture.

Wilbur got off the floor and pulled the boy with the red and white shirt up after him. Techno stepped back as he approached him. Wilbur touched the mask gently.

"It's cool and all that, but it does come off, doesn't it?" Finally, someone noticed. Tommy walked up and pulled on the mask. Techno's head followed the mask, and he fell onto Tommy sending him to the floor once more. Tommy glared at him.

"It, it doesn't, or it won't. I don't know. I can't get it off, and I've been trying for two hours." It'd been an hour since his brothers got home. A whole hour. Philza would be home in forty-five minutes, and if Techno couldn't get the mask off, he would be grounded the second Phil saw him.

Tommy couldn't help it. He laughed again, and Wilbur just shook his head. Techno sat down on his bed and put his head in his hands. What was he supposed to do?

"What if we try something slippery? It works when Tubbo gets his hand stuck in the gate around his bee farm at least once a week." Techno almost laughed. He could see Tommy having to grease up his best friend's arm. It also explained why they always ran out of butter so fast.

Techno stopped laughing once he realized Tommy was suggesting they put butter on his face. Techno shuddered at the thought.

The voices whispered in his ear, "It'll never come off. You're stuck with us." At least this message wasn't as depressing as the last. Techno could feel Wil's eyes on him as he searched the room involuntarily for the voices' source.

"Do you want a pig mask on your face forever, Big Man?" Tommy hadn't noticed what Wil had. Remembering the circumstances, Techno weighed his options. The threat of his face being this mask permanently sent Techno running to the kitchen. He needed to get this mask off.

Tommy invited Tubbo over, much to Techno's dismay. The best friends happily got to work buttering the face of Technoblade.
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