DSMP Soulmates AU

17. Mondays and Minecraft

TECHNO POV:

I sling my bag onto the floor next to my desk and check the time. 8. I have 20 minutes till people start to trickle in so I pull out my history book. I check my homework over,
seeing what I could add. The task was to create a poster of the stages of a revolution. I glance over, making sure I have all 8 stages in full detail.
Wilbur slides into the seat next to me, and glances at my work.

"Cool," he say nonchalantly.

"You'd be interested in this topic Wil," I say. "The Anatomy of a Revolution,"

He nods. I slide my book into my bag, and take out a reading book. I check the cover. 'The Art of War,'
Nice. We sit in silence, and wait for people to come in. A few minutes later, Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo walk in, chatting. I wave hello to Ranboo and he waves back.

10 minutes, and a chapter of my book later, more people are here. Niki, Puffy and Minx are sat the row infront of us, and Bad and Skeppy are at the front. There are other people, I just haven't bothered to learn their names.

The back row is completely empty, till George, Sapnap and Karl walk in. They're talking about... mushrooms?

Quackity rushes in a minute later, and stops at my desk.

"Hey, have you done the history?" He pants.

"Yes. But you can't use mine," I say dryly. He groans, and sits at his desk. I chuckle.
"Hey, Techno," Ranboo says. I lean back to see him.

"You doing the Minecraft thing?"

"Yeah, probably. I got headphones," I respond.

He freezes
"Shoot. I forgot headphones,"

I laugh. I turn back to my book, when Dream saunters in. I nod at him, and he nods back. We formed an alliance years ago, when we found a horse stuck in a fence. Ever since then, we've become unlikely acquaintances.

A teacher walks in. One of the subs, I think. She sits behind the desk.

"Students," she yells sharply. "What is this din? I could hear you down the hall,"

No, you couldn't. We had been talking in hushed voices, not loud enough to have been heard down there.

"Silence! Absolute silence," she demands. "I'm going to register you now," she says.

She rattles off names, before stopping at mine. "Technoblade?" She peers over her ridiculous glasses.

I raise a hand.

"Speak boy," she says harshly.

"Here," I say, staring her dead in the eyes. I see her appearance fall, then go back up. People are scared of emotionless eye contact for some reason.

"Thank you. See, not hard," I don't say anything, continuing to stare her down.

"Eyes down," I refuse to listen to her.

"Boy!" She says, tone rising. "Don't make me get your teacher!"

I continue to stare her down. She frowns, and resumes the register. I don't look away.

"Boy, that is it!" She declares, getting up. "I'll be getting your teacher now, all because you had no repect!"

I continue to stare at her. Wilbur snorts next to me, and Tommy nearly laughs.

"BOY!" She yells. And that tops it off for Tommy, who burst out laughing. Wilbur joins him, and they're filling the room up with their laughter. The side of my lips curl up.

"I'm getting your tutor," She strides out the room, and everyone starts talking in hushed whispers. Tommy and Wilbur calm down, and Wilbur looks at me.

"Techno, dude, it actually worked on her, she looked so flustered," he snickers.

I grin, and she comes back.

"See. I have informed them, and they are not happy. See?" She says. I resume my staring. She is so obnoxious.

"Well? Do you have no emotions? Do something boy!" She cries. I start to laugh, still maintaining eye contact. She stares back at me, and I see something break in her. She leaves the room in a mess, grabbing her bag and flying out.

"She's broken," Wilbur announces.

"Techno, man, you really love intimidating teachers," Dream wheezes. I smirk, and shrug.

"What can I say?"

The class just mindlessly chatter till the bell rings. I get up. "Well, see you at break," I say to Wilbur. He nods, and I walk away. I do love scaring teachers.

~~timeskip~~

I walk into the tech room, and see my friends in the corner.

"Hey," they say. I drop down in front of a conputer, and spin the chair round.

"Hi," I respond.

"What took you so long to get here?" Ranboo asks.

"Well, aside from having that awful sub run into me, I was on the other side of school," I reply. He nods.

"Hello students! I see a lot of you are interested in this club?" The tech teacher says, standing up. We murmur.

"Wonderful! Now, boot up the laptops, and when you log yourself in, put '_TechClub' at the end of your users. It should take you to a desktop that has Minecraft downloaded, and just some other apps to save storage," he says, clapping his hands.

I do as he says, and wait for the PC to load.

"I'll be going around, getting your names. After next week, we won't be taking newcomers, so if you think friends will be interested, make sure they come!" He says, grabbing a pen. Behind me, Tubbo puts his hand up.

"Yes, you,"

"Sir, does it have Discord downloaded? So we can talk?" Tubbo asks.

"Actually, yes. So log in there, and keep a track of where you are sat, so you can sit there next week,"

I load up Minecraft, and log into my account. I do the same for Discord.

"Alright! You'll all be on a server, the required info is up here," He points to the board. I enter said information, and log on. I see a few people on there, and type in game chat 'I made a discord, join vc 1'

I plug my headphones in, and join the VC. I see a lot of people I know, and one or two I don't. I switch back to the game, and start getting materials needed. When the rest of my friends join, we meet up, and decide to make a group base. We join our own VC, and start work.

"Guys, I'm going to gather resources and intel," I say, walking away from our base. I see people building, running around and killing each other. In the distance, Foolish's gamertag, floats around. I report back to the others what is happening, and start caving. We need diamond ASAP. On a server with this lot, you need protection. Trust me.

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So, um, they have a server? Yay? But now everyone who wasn't already mentioned is coming into play. So get ready for chaos