Sugar Plum (Technoblade x Reader)

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Extra long chapter today because I love you ;)

Also, I know I have updated 5 1k+ word chapters in the past few days, I promise I'm ok XD

The next day passed quickly, the children slept in from their late-night storytelling as Philza worked in the garden for the most part. When they did finally wake up, they talked on the couch. "When you visit, we can go to the Blitz Den and play!" Wilbur said happily. (Y/n) nodded in agreement. 

"And when we are older, maybe we can all go on a trip to that old kingdom that Philza went to war in! I bet there are so many cool monuments and stuff," beamed the pig boy, stars in his eyes. "That sounds really fun, we can all travel with Philza too, he can be our guide since he has already been there before," (Y/n) added in.  

They giggled about all the things they would do there until the door slid open. They looked at the entrance to see Philza walking in with a man in a white blouse and a black and blue striped suit vest. His hair was loosely combed back and dark brown. Ram-like horns protrude from his head and curve around his animalistic ears. He also noticeably had well-kept facial hair, a small mustache, and sideburns.  

"Kids, meet Mr. JSchlatt," introduces the winged man. 'He looks nothing like me, is he really my uncle?' wonders the girl. He cracks a grin and introduces himself. "You can call me Schlatt." He says charmingly. His voice is rough but not necessarily deep. (Y/n) steps towards him. "Hello Schlatt," She says meekly, shy to her never before met relative. 

"It's nice to finally meet you, little (Y/n). Do you have all of your stuff?" He asks. The girl nods and walks back to their room, grabbing a backpack and her violin case. She stops in front of the man, next to her two best friends, and looks back at them sadly. The tears are noticeable in all of their eyes but are hardly seen as they quickly surround her, pulling the small girl into a tight hug. "Bye (Y/n), please visit us soon, we will really miss you," whimpered the little musician. It only makes her hug them tighter, trying not to cry. 

They finally separate and exchange final glances until they can see each other again. Schlatt takes (Y/n)'s small hand in his own. They walk out the door after saying goodbye and Schlatt helps her onto his horse. "It's a ways away so bare with me, we will make a pitstop at Sabertown, it's about halfway there." He said, holding the reins of the horse and kicking its side lightly. 

The horse gallops and after a few minutes, they find a path, walking slowly along the brush. The sun starts setting and (Y/n) has already fallen asleep, leaning back on her uncle. Well into the night, they stop in a town, Sabertown. Schlatt gets off the horse while holding the sleeping girl. He ties up his horse and walks into an inn. 

He opens the door to find many people laying on the floor, chairs, and stairs of the inn. He walks to the counter despite the many people and rings a little bell. A middle-aged man walks out of a closet and frowns at the sight of him. "Sorry mate, there's no room, we are maxed out, but try the pub. Tell the lad there that Robert sent you. You and your daughter stay safe," he said quickly, his accent thick. 

Schlatt nodded and turned around, shifting (Y/n) to lay on his other shoulder as he opens and closes the inn door. The cold night becomes colder as he walks around for the pub, finally seeing the lit-up building.  

He opened the door to cheering and loud singing. Drunken old men and tipsy young workers lay across tables, hands full of alcoholic beverages. To his surprise, the girl in his arms didn't wake up from the loud noises as he walks to the bar. "Oi what can I do for you?" asks the bartender, looking at his well-dressed figure. "Robert sent me here, do you have any spare rooms?" He asked. The big man behind the counter simply nodded, leading him away to a side staircase, hidden by a worn blue curtain.