Thanks for over 20k reads and 1K votes you demon children. Have some crappy fluff that i suck at writing.
Also i have new book. It is a Ranboo angst titled "overwhelmed" go check it out if you want. it's only got two chapters rn but it does have a very angsty plot outline.
onto story.
heheh i leave you on cliff (:
TW/CWs: Shark week, Swearing, Mention of Medication
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When Technoblade returns to the Watson household, requested Kool Aid concentrate stuffed in a jacket pocket, his twin and father have thankfully returned.
"Techno! Ranboo said something about the corner store?"
"Yeah, I just- ah-" Techno notices Ranboo and Tommy watching him from their go fish game on the couch, "Tubbo isn't feeling good so I went and got him some Kool Aid."
"Awww SoftnoBlade," Wilbur mocks his twin, looking up from his comically large go fish hand.
"Shut up, Wilby," The older brother snaps before turning to his dad sitting on the loveseat, "Any luck?"
"No. All wearing masks and gloves, and the store has enough biological evidence to convict the entire city, which honestly is kinds disgusting."
"Ew. People. Anyways," Techno fills a tumbler with a straw in the kitchen and hurries upstairs. When he reaches the trio's room the piglin knocks with surprising softness.
"Techno?" The tired but familiar voice of the bee boi asks through the door.
"Yup."
"Come in!" Tubbo calls immediately.
The pink-haired hero opens the bedroom door and slips inside. It appears that Tubbo has not moved in the half-hour or so that Techno was out- The bee hybrid is still curled up under a nest of blankets, face poking out like a rodent. Though thankfully the brunette looks to be in less pain from his cramps- the painkiller must've kicked in.
"Here ya go. 'Figured I'd let you put the stuff in yourself."
"OoooOOo pog!" Tubbo makes grabby hands at the proffered items, happily snatching them up once they're held in his reach. Carefully taking the lid off of the tumbler he squirts a bit too much Kool Aid mix in before replacing the lid.
As the bee hybrid happily sips on his Kool Aid, Techno makes sure to mention, "By the way I told them that you 'weren't feeling good' 'cause I was questioned."
"That's fine, thanks, Techie," Tubbo yawns, skootching deeper into his blankets.
"No problem," The pinkette tried to hide a smile as he heads for the door. Techno pauses at the doorway "Hey Tubbo?"
"Yeah?" The small hybrid pokes his head out slightly to look at the older piglin.
"You should think about telling Wilbur, he's good with this stuff."
Tubbo tilts his head in adorable, sleepy confusion, "Whadaya mean?"
"There's a kid at HQ that ou-my brother pretty much adopted a few years ago. Name's Fundy. He's trans -pretty open about it- and Wil helps him a bunch – claims it his fatherly duty," Techno puts air quotes around the final two words, though he obviously cares about Fundy as well from the badly masked caring in his voice.
"Mmmm Maybe."
"You don't have to decide right now," The pinkette assures the younger boy, "Just... think on it."
"Mkay," The bee hybrid mumbles, shifting in his blankets as he happily sips on his large tumbler of Kool Aid. Smiling to himself, Techno closes the door softly.
Not even a minute later a quiet knock sounds at the door, causing the boy to look up.
"Uh come in?" Tubbo calls, knowing it's not Techno due to the quiet footsteps he heard.
The door opens to reveal Wilbur, guitar in hand, "Oh hey. Uh Techno said you weren't feeling too good, and I thought maybe you might want some music?" The older brunette offers, extending the hand holding the guitar, "If you want me to leave I can-"
"I'd love to hear your music, Wimblur," Tubbo assures the older teen, with his usual shit-eating grin as gestures for the siren to sit on the bed.
Wilbur sits and quickly tunes his guitar before clearing his throat, "So this is a song me and the band are working on...
"You got the same eyes as your father
And you carry the same kind of temper too
But what a shame for the people of the community
Favorite things, fight and a lager
Name a better way to spit out a jar or two
He's a model citizen through and through, you know
But I quite like your girlfriend
How the fuck did she end up with you?
You know we talk about all the dumb shit you do
In the back room of the bar
In the backseat of my car
I'm the ending, she's the start
Well, now, now, you need to calm down
What good's this energy?
When you devote it to me
Why not be a little more friendly?
Now, now, you need calm down
Does she still think of me?
Say my name in her sleep
I thought you knew her better than me..."
After the chorus of the song, the siren looks over only to see the bee hybrid curled up against him, fast asleep.
"Night night, bee boi," Wilbur mutters, carefully putting the tumbler on the closest desk before slowly working to extricate himself form the death grip of the small hybrid.
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