𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 || Karl Jacobs x Reader

*18|| Time

It's been a couple of days since Bad and Skeppy came, and for a long time, Techno felt safe knowing that one of his friends has a strong ability. He has reasons why he feared Bad before they even entered the world, now with his ability to resurrect and command the dead, Techno was relieved he's not an enemy.

But even with their abilities, they have no idea how to harness it. While he was still waiting for the others to finally discover their powers, he decided that they needed to polish their swordsmanship, especially Karl and Skeppy who'd squeal like a dying pig if a blade ever got a mile away from them.

"Skeppy, your skin is literally diamond! The hardest mineral on earth!" Techno cried out from his seat on the log, pausing from honing his blade as he watched Quackity and Skeppy spar with wooden swords.

"We're not on earth, netherite is more indestructible!"

"You're fighting with wooden swords!" Techno exclaimed while Quackity laughed lightly, making everyone around him feel lighter, exhaustion draining from their system.

Schlatt who was vibing at a hammock behind Quackity chuckled before he took a sip from his cocktail then muttered on the rim of the glass touching his lower lips, "Pussy."

Techno let out an irritated groan, facepalming as the sound of swords colliding with each other and their grunts filling the silence. Unlike the duo in front of him, Karl and Y/N who are training with bows behind him were hushed.

"... I don't know, I just feel weird, as if, something's going to happen tomorrow or later," Karl revealed as he let go of the bowstring, the arrow landing on the second inner circle with a thud.

"Maybe it's your time-travelling powers?"

"I don't know. But in the SMP lore, I disappear for a while..." Karl trails off, you hummed as you pull your bow back, an arrow ready to fire.

Techno turns around just in time to see an arrow piercing the wooden fence that held the target block. Wincing at the sight of your skill level with the bow. He watched as you let out a defeated sigh, staring at the arrow lodged on the fence.

"I swear I can do this before..." You muttered with a pout before crossing over to pick up the arrow on the fence.

"Need any help?" Offered Techno as he rose to his feet, sheathing his sword, catching Karl's and your attention.

"Teach us how senpai!" Karl answered in a joking way, making you giggle. With that, Techno approached the two.

Karl took a step back and crossed his arms on his chest, eyes focused on your figure who walked towards the pink-haired male, offering the bow and arrow to him as soon as you were an arm's length. But Techno pushed it back to you.

"You're the one who's shooting, not me," He said before his hand hesitantly went to land on your shoulder, stiffly guiding you in front of him, making sure your space wasn't invaded.

"Ok, let's work out your stance, show me how you do it," As you positioned yourself into what you think was proper, Karl found himself being overwhelmed with the feeling of Deja Vu.

It felt familiar to him as if it had already happened. The way Techno and You were at the shooting range, Schlatt in a hammock, Quackity and Skeppy wheezing as they played around, doing some weird and awkward movements as if they were mimicking an anime scene while producing sound effects.

It won't be long until—

"You suck at this!" Quackity exclaimed out, snapping Karl out of his trance, making you turn your head to see what happened on the sparring grounds but a hand on the crown of your head kept you from doing it.