𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗡𝗢𝗗𝗔𝗗, father Techno au

0.0.2 - " Puffy! "

TWO – [ Puffy ! ]

Well. It was done. Whatever He had done before had settled in. He can't go back, he couldn't go back.

Whatever after math comes after stealing this baby, he would have to take it. The heat was on him now.

And he fucking hated it.

'There. I kidnapped the damn child, ya' happy?!'

'YES'
'W'
'Yep'
'E'
'Awe she's cute'

'Ok ok that's enough, calm. Down, Phil's gonna freak..'

'He old man'
'And?'
'Fuck Phil'
'Whos phil lol'
'L'
'Phill with one L? Or two?'
'L'

Techno tuned out whatever his voices were yapping about, he had grown to not listen to their nonsense. And he found it was just easier to ignore them and block them out, kinda like he did everything else in his life.

After a while of walking and inspecting the baby he had in his grip. He saw the one thing he had been dreading...

His house.

T.B, 1st pov

I carefully made my way up the steps of my porch. I let out a choppy sigh as I dreadfully walk up to the door. which was surprising. I have nothing to fear, it was just Phill...

I realized with both hands full I couldn't knock on the door, so
I knocked with my foot, well tried to, I must have looked funny as The baby saw my attempt at knocking on the door let out a giggled like babel.  I don't know what came over me, by my usual cold face lifted up into a bit of a softer tone at hearing her laugh.

I was snapped out of the forced baby fever trap by the door opening.

There stood a very confused looking Phil, he looked at me, then at the bag on my shoulders, then back at me, then at the baby in the basket. He looked at me again then did a double take knitting his eyebrows together as he looked at the baby for a 2nd time.

"What the hell- mate come inside it's cold" he hurriedly spoke ushering me inside,

I walked inside, the heat warming me up in an instant, I sighed while kicking my heavy boots off at the door. My grip on the baby never faltered or jolted as I sat my bag down on the ground, by the door, then went to walk over to the couch with the basket by my side.

I sat down, putting the baby in front of me on the floor. I could see she had her tail in her mouth, gurgling, making small noises here and there.

Phil sat beside me and looked at the baby, he let out a sigh as he turned to me, turning his full body my way.

I didn't look at him, I kept my gaze on the kid, who seemed to be staring right back at me. –still eating her tail–

"You've got some explaining to do. " I deeply sigh knowing this might take a while.