Technoblade Oneshots

Snow

"Techno! Wait up, you're walking way too fast-" Ranboo called after the piglin hybrid, who was speedwalking purely to annoy the part enderman male.

"I ain't walkin' fast, you're just slow," Techno retorted, stifling a laugh.
"I'm not!" the heterochromiac (?) argued.
"Ranbow- Ranbow, you're slow, admit it," Techno said, looking up to see a few flakes of snow falling. One landed on his nose, and he blinked. Then, he heard hissing and turned to see Ranboo with smoke rising off his skin.

Crap.

Techno had forgotten he was allergic to water, and that snow contained water-

"Ranboo, c'mere- quickly-" Ranboo obediently jogged closer to the pinkette. Techno took off his robe and stood on his tip-toes, draping it over the taller carefully.
"Techno, you don't need to-" Ranboo started.
"It's fine, Ranboo, I don't want you gettin' hurt or anythin'. You'll get hurt even more than you already are if you're stuck in the snow," Techno said, looking up at the other hybrid. Ranboo looked down at him, his mismatched eyes shaking with emotion. Techno then realized what he had said.
"Not that I care, or anythin'," the pinkette added, folding his arms and feeling his face heat up as he turned around. He continued walking, ignoring the numbing feeling of the cold creeping up his arms.
"D'you want to head back, Techno? It'd probably be a better idea to," Ranboo said from behind him.
"Sure," Techno glanced back at the enderman hybrid, who was smiling.
"Alright, lets go then," Ranboo turned and began walking back to Techno's house, Techno following after.

They stepped inside, Ranboo returning Techno's robe. Techno paused, before handing it back to him. Ranboo shot him a quizzical look.
"You keep it, enderboy. You'll need it more than I do," Techno said. Ranboo clutched the cape, smiling again.
"Aww, Technoo-" Ranboo's ears perked up. Techno felt his own ears flatten to his head, his face heating up yet again.
"Again, not that I care."
"Sure, sure."
"It's just- uh, it's just a gift, okay? Gifts don't have to be given by- friends, or anythin', we're not friends, we're- uh-" Techno fumbled for words.
"Yes, I understand."

Techno turned to face his chests instead, folding his arms again.

Ranboo smiled, pulling the robe over his shoulders again.

And the snow outside kept falling, little white patterns swirling outside the house and creating a white blanket over the ground.