MCYT/DSMP ONESHOTS |With Ships|

not a ship- Michael and Techno BB!

*You know the vibe of the fic just by the song*

Techno walked along the netherrack, the crimson trees blowing in a heated breeze. He was only supposed to be there for a short cut. Just a quick walk through the woods so he didn't have to walk through society. Suddenly there was an oink and something hit the back of his leg. Techno turned around quickly. There was a small zombie piglin on the ground rubbing his head. There was an indented and fresh wound going from his skull down his face. The zombie boy got up quickly and ran behind a tree.
"Hey watch where you're going buddy you could have hurt yourself." Techno spoke out in piglin to the boy, he still stood scared. The boy was weaponless.

"Where's the little shit? He couldn't have gotten far." Techno heard a raspy voice from not to far away.
"Hey that- oh never mind it's some other thing." A slightly less raspy voice rang.
"What do you want?" Techno spoke out. A piglin jumped infront of Techno, his bow up.
"False alarm guys it's a fellow." They said lowering their weapon.
"He's a over worlder, what brings?" A large piglin said to the man in robe.
"I'm passing as a short cut. You all smell like blood." Techno commented as more piglins appeared.
"It's zombie blood. Just cleared the area if you get what I mean." One of them said with a wink.
"We're looking for a kid, bitch got away but we'll find him eventually." Another continued.
"We don't murder parented kids, only those orphan stragglers." Techno said remembering the boy behind him.
"Doesn't count if we make them orphans." One laughed a snorted laugh. Techno grabbed the hilt of his sword.
"You've gone soft earther, you've got a dull sense of humor. What's the name?" The largest one asked.
"Technoblade." Techno answered drawing his sword.
"Technoblade? Oh come on you're litteraly the orphan obliterater! You can't say you didn't find that funny-" The piglin was cut off by Techno stabbing a netherite sword through their chest.
"I kill orphans but I don't make them." Techno said drawing back his sword. The other piglins backed away.
"Hey hey man we don't want no trouble." The one with the crossbow said.
"Then leave." Techno said running his hand over the blood on his sword. They all scrambled out pretty quickly.

Techno thought back to when he was a kid, watching his own parents murder. There was a nudge on his leg, the zombie boy starred up at him. Techno gathered some blood on his thumb and stamped it onto the boy's head.
"Find another group, take only covered paths and tell them the blade sent you." Techno said marking the boy with the blood. The boy hugged Techno's leg for a second before looking up at him and running away. Techno watched him run into the brush. His heart aching, hoping that he would make it somewhere safe. Techno felt gross at the feeling before slowly walking back on his original path.

*present day*

"You married a commy!?" Techno yelled turning to the enderboy. They stood inside Tubbo's home, Tubbo stood behind Ranboo. Ranboo had a netherite dagger drawn and ready to be...used.
"He's not a commy, he's my best friend." Ranboo argued back.
"He's a government." Techno said holding his hand over the handle of his blade. There was a sudden cry from up stairs. Ranboo and Tubbo looked at each with pure fear.
"A baby? Really?" Techno said quietly, quietly but with rage.
Techno drew his blade and shoved Ranboo aside. He held his sword between his teeth an quickly climbed the latter leading to the sound of the crying.

Techno got up to the floor and took a look at the child. Michael sat up in his crib, his eyes filled with drowsy tears. Something stood out about the boy, something that made Technoblade drop his weapon with a clatter. Michael had an indent in his skull and an obvious stitch scar going down his face. Michael starred back at the blade. Techno slowly walked closer and knelt down to the child. Michael reached out and put his small thumb to Techno's fourhead.
"Oh my god you made it safely." Techno spoke. Michael smiled at him.
"His name is Michael." Tubbo said from behind Techno.
"He's beautiful." Techno said holding the small one's hand.
"He really seems to like you." Tubbo commented. Techno blade stood up. Tubbo grabbed Michael and swayed with him in his arms, trying to get the boy back to sleep.
"I don't like what you stand for and I will never stand beside you. But if you need anything, especially for Michael, don't be afraid to ask." Techno said before turning and leaving.
"You've got a cute kid, let me know if you need me to teach him English." He said passing Ranboo. Ranboo nodded and watched as Techno calmly walked out the door.

Techno stood in the snow. His mind racing.
"So, heard you met Michael." Phil said throwing a blanket over the man. Techno nodded.
"I knew you would like him, he reminds me a lot of you."