Ch. 29- Techno Jr.

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Dream POV:

After making George flustered definitely on purpose our school started. Today was a good day, all classes were pleasant and we'd be ending with Philza's music! Kind of weird having your three sons to teach, all in the same band aswell but oh well. Time for my first class, Fundy's math.

The entire class seemed to go by in the blink of an eye. Math was a fairly easy subject for me, school in general was fairly easy. I walked out of the classroom, joining my friends as the only one who had Fundy's math with me today was George. They were all waiting at the bench, Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo sitting on it.

"Hey how was making out mid class?" A crackly voice sounded through Karl's phone speaker, the voice belonging to Sapnap. I chuckled at his absolute peak comedy and answered.

"Oh c'mon now, you know we wouldn't stop at just making out" I smirked as I said that in a smug tone. I saw out of the corner of my eye as George turned red at my words, flustered angry words about to come out of his mouth.

"Dream what!" George really is British, that could not be ignored in the last few words he said. I started hearing more angry words fly out of his mouth started laughing, which quickly evolved into wheezing. All good must come to an end though, and so the next class started.

<~~ Timeskip to music cuz I can ~~>

Last class, maybe arguably the most fun class of the day, Philza's music. It's not like the others are bad, this one just has most of my friends in it, in a band, all playing together. It was getting closer to the day we were supposed to record the cover, so we needed much more practice. Everyone was getting set up in their places and we had somehow managed to convince Techno to be our manager director thingy, so he would be doing something during music. We were about to start playing again, until Techno got distracted by... A message? He either never has his sounds on or has no lif- so this must be a priority. Something important.

Techno's expression melted from annoyed to worried to a mix of the two. He put down his hand, put his phone in his pocket and groaned, clearly a bit frustrated. He started heading towards the door. The rest of us shared a look of confusion until Wilbur stood up, clearing his throat.

"Uhh, Techno? Where are you going?" All of us could tell he was being a bit cautious about his wording, knowing Techno was frustrated. Techno rolled his eyes before walking past him, hand on the doorknob.

"My little sibling just texted me, they lost something. You guys can come here and help me look for it, you never know where she leaves their stuff" He seemed annoyed at our existence, which fair enough. I didn't know Techno had siblings. I didn't know Techno had family. I didn't know Techno existed outside of school and our hangouts. Maybe that's just me and my relationship with object permanence, but oh well. All of us knew what we wanted to ask, who was going to do it was another question. All of us looked at Tubbo, knowing Techno was a bit easier on him than the rest of us.

"Why does he need your help? Is it something major that they lost?" Tubbo seemed a bit careful with his words too. We were all holding our breath, seeing as Techno looked like he was about to shout at us. Instead he just sighed, and spewed out a few words in a frustrated tone.

"She lost their dagger, okay? It's something I gave him and I don't think the school wants to find a dagger lying on the bench. Alright? Got it? Good. Now follow me and help me look for it" everyone seemed startled, mostly because the chances of Techno having weapons on him at all times seemed to increase tenfold in front of their eyes. All of us just silently agreed and followed him.

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