ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀꜱꜱᴇᴛꜱ...1/10
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ᴅᴏᴡɴʟᴏᴀᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!
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Two days until the engagement party.
One decision was still in your mind.
Should you really drink the poison?
You dreadfully look out the carriage window to see the Pinkette waiting at the entrance of the castle for you. As soon as the carriage stopped, Technoblade opened the door and held out a hand for you to hold. You wanted to just hold that hand, but you still felt the weight of the Empress' words on your shoulders.
"That's not necessary, I can walk by my own. Thank you for the offer, your highness."
Technoblade quickly retracted his hand and looked away from you. He looked a little disappointed, as though he was looking forward to your visit.
"Allow me to escort your highnesses to the library."
Dream said before starting to walk ahead of us. Before you could apologize to Technoblade, he started to follow Dream. Sighing, you followed the both of them into the castle.
"The Library."
Dream opened the door and to your surprise, you see the other two princes in the room. The brunette was wearing a dark royal blue ensemble with the royal family's crest sewn on the side of his vest, the other blonde was wearing a casual white shirt with gold trimmings on the ends of his sleeves and black long jeans. When your eyes lock onto Tommy, your heart wrenches and your stomach turns. Your vision becomes slightly blurry as you try to focus on the situation that is happening right now. Wilbur immediately jumped up, his eyes glittered in excitement.
"My apologies, but is Nihachu with you?"
You snap back to reality, staring into Wilbur's dark mahogany eyes.
"No... She's out for an errand."
"O-Oh..."
Wilbur's mouth turned into a frown and he immediately sulked in his chair. Tommy immediately burst out laughing.
"Can you imagine? The second prince of The Antarctic Empire, The music and arts prodigy, Prince Wilbur Soot, swoon over a WOMAN! What a sim-"
"TOMMY!"
Before Wilbur could get his hands onto Tommy to whack him, a monotonous voice from beside you bellowed.
"Can the both of you jus' be quiet for once?"
You turn your head around to place a hand on Technoblade's arm to calm him down but he kept on walking to the desk at the back of the room. You decided to sit next to Wilbur and chat with him, Tommy occasionally joining to interrupt his sentences. After a few short moments, Technoblade walked back to the center of the room and placed a few sheets of paper onto the table we were surrounding. Before Technoblade could mouth anything, Tommy picked up one of the papers and started to read the contents of it.
"List for Food and drinks! Beverages... water?! Hold on big man, only water? Out of everything?"
Wilbur instantly picked up the second piece of paper and continued to read it.
"Decoration list... Streamers and balloons? Are you planning a kid's birthday party, Techno?"
"Wilbur, Wilbur! Read this one. Main colours for the event, dark colours?!"
"Techno, what kind of funeral birthday sacrifice are you doing?"
Technoblade's face flushed a bright red as he fiddled with his fingers.
YOU ARE READING
Arrangement // Techno x reader
Фанфикʏ/ɴ, ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʙᴀʀᴏɴ, ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴛᴀʀᴛɪᴄ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ, ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏʙʟᴀᴅᴇ. ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜɪᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ꜱ...