Vwoop - Technoblade and Ranboo

10

The sound of the same loud beeping wakes probably everyone in the house. Technoblade open his eyes to see into the room through the dim light of the full moon entering through the window. Turning towards the crib to find the enderling sitting on the mattress looking in his direction, seeming wide awake and alert. His bicolour eyes glow in the dark, as purple particles pass through the bars of the crib, floating around him.

It has been a couple of days of living in this family's house, interacting the least possible with them but still enough to learn little by little things about them, which they let him see with their daily routines.

Technoblade hears movement outside of someone going to take care of that annoying alarm or whatever it is. He has not idea of what the hell that thing is, always forgetting to ask about it, especially because the two men have never acknowledged it in any of the short and sporadic conversations they occasionally exchange. It's not like it's necessary, its existence is no secret, when it very constantly interrupts whatever everyone is doing with the loud and monotone noise at random hours and times.

Technoblade is taken out of his thoughts when he hears the enderling vwoop from the cradle and stick his white hand out between the bars towards the piglin.

"No, go to sleep." The hybrid orders, averting his gaze from the hatchling's and unable to help but think about how he seems to be the only one who can keep his gaze on the enderman's without awakening his defensive instinct. The enderling has never hissed or growled at Technoblade. The piglin hadn't even considered him capable of doing that until seeing him do it towards the endermite and later towards Philza and Wilbur, and even towards the daughter of the latter.

Wilbur, who had had the audacity to point out the non-existent resemblance between the piglin and the enderling, with he having a pair of black wings on his back and his daughter the ears and fluffy tail of a canid fox among her features, in addition to the absence of feathers in her, with fur instead. Technoblade is not one to question that, and now that he thinks about it he never made it clear to the men that this baby is not his. Thinking about that makes him snort a laugh. What a stupid idea, but if he doesn't make it clear, maybe it can lead them to assume it, no matter how ridiculous it may be.

"I'm not going to let you sleep tomorrow during the day, so you better use the night time for that."

A shadow passes in front of the window next to him, and the small emerald glint in the shadows makes him rise quickly in bed, peering through the glass to try to catch whatever he just saw. In the dark exterior of the house, he can barely see anything, silhouettes of trees and some animals, cows and chickens that walk in the pens, defying their usual sleep schedule. Nothing that glows green.

Technoblade spends a few minutes looking out the window, hoping to find something outside that catches his eye. The enderling chirps behind his back and the sound of an enderman's teleportation makes him turn to find the dark and tall figure of an adult enderman by the closed door of the room. The glow of its green orbs watches him from above and the same particles of faint light that surround the youngling float around the intruder. The enderling watches the scene with a strange calm. He has never been so close to another creature of his race, but still he looks comfortable in its presence. Perhaps even slightly fascinated.

Technoblade reacts, sensing the mob to be too close to the defenseless young, leaping up to take the axe and as he does so he hears the enderman growl in a low tone. Between the claws of the high mob there is a sheet of paper, its white hue contrasts sharply against the dark skin even in a room without light. The piglin prepares to charge, axe in the air and ready to drive its edge into the languid body of the living shadow. A sudden shrill scream stuns him, almost knocking him off balance with surprise and shock. It reminds him of the deafening roar of the huge creature from his nightmares.