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"Y/n? Good morning dear! How are you!" waved Ms. Ruth.
"Oh my deary, I heard what happened. And shit you know damn well I fired Jax. Are you okay?" she asked giving you a warm hug.
"Morning Ms. Ruth. I'm all good now trust me. I'm with my...friend, Technoblade." It even stings to still call him friend.
"Nice to meet you young man. Advance merry Christmas to you both. I got to go now with the tour, Have fun!" said Ms. Ruth.
You both waved at her goodbye.
"I hope the painting you came out of is still there" you said out of the blue.
"Yeah. I still am very confused in to how I came straight out of a painting." he said trying to make a joke to cheer you a bit.
It worked to his surprise, seeing you giggle a bit.
To both of your surprise they never took the painting out. It was still there. But it was different.
The painting of Technoblade in his royal gown wasn't there. It was just the background of the painting.
"Seems like it was just yesterday I met you" he said with a smile.
You smile at him and looked back in the painting.
"It was so weird... Your hand just came out of the painting, and followed by you. It was so weird but cool to be honest" you commented,
Out of curiosity Technoblade then asked "What if, What if i can go pass back through the painting?" he asked.
You shrugged and actioned your arms to let him try.
He was hesitant at first, what if it works and he can never come back. What if it doesn't.
"I don't know Y/n... I'm kinda worried" He admitted.
"You don't have to" you said patting his shoulder.
He takes a deep breath and hold out his hand. Slowly as possible he then touches the painting.
A wave of Energy slowly runs through his veins. His hand was through, shocking Y/n.
"It- It worked-?" you mumbled.
Once Technoblade was about to take back his arm, Something was pulling him.
"Techno..?" said Y/n who saw him struggling.
"I can't get my arm back-" he mumbled nervously.
As he tries to pull him arm back, The force starts to get stronger and stronger.
"TECHNO?!" you yelled, tears starting to drip.
You try to help him get his arm but. It was too late...
Four more hands came out of the painting, pulling Technoblade back in the painting.
You screamed out his name while trying to reach his hands.
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From That Painting - Technobladexreader
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