Should've asked for a name // Dreamnoblade

Chapter 1

Techno gets easily stressed when it comes to his work. Sure, he was good at it, even the best when it came to historical and english stuff, which made him one of the best student of his college in the past, getting best grades, yaddy yada. Which is how he ended up being one of the teacher in this very same college he attended to, a very good one.

"But by the gods Will you must believe me when I say teens now-days are insufferable! I don't understand how they can be so ignorant and act like whiny babies at the same time. They're here to study, are they not? So why bother me when things are too difficult? They should quit and find another place to study if you ask me."

Wilbur, who was attending his guitar at the moment, raised his head to shoot a judgmental look toward his brother. "They're kids. I was like that at their age. Plus, I bet even the best of your class are struggling with what you're giving them. Did anyone even get close to a B+?"

"Nope. Best grade for now is B-. And even then I was being nice to them."

"B min-?! Okay, you know what," Will got up and placed his guitar on the couch where he was sitting. He placed both hands on his shoulders and looked at him dead in the eyes. "We need to talk about you. When was your last break."

Techno seriously considered the question. "Uhhhhh... Depends on what you call a break. I watched a movie last week if that's what you're asking-" "Any sports?" Techno raised an eyebrow at that "You know very well I go to the gym every Saturday." Wilbur frowned and brought his hands back to him, holding his chin between his fingers. "Hm... You might sexually frustrated. When's the last time you had a good night?"

T his question broke Technoblade. He took a moment to process what his brother asked him, before turning entirely red, contrasting with his pink hair. He sputtered. "What kind of question is that?! Are you out of your mind?! What does it have to do with anything??? What the hell!"

"Well, let's take me as an example-" "that's the worst idea-" "shush shush shush; just listen. So y'know I'm a musician, with my band, and I often have stress, like you! Sports clearly isn't an option for me," Techno snorted" so I was looking for a way to get better. And do you remember Eret?" Techno thinks for a moment.

"Uh... Aren't they the dude with sunglasses from college? Prince or somethin'? I don't have any other Eret in my head." He walked towards the kitchen with his brother following close behind. Wilbur nods "Yep. It's them. So, I found them again in a bar, that they own! And they made me meet this really hot guy- his name's Quackity- and now we are friends with benefits!"

Techno sighed while making himself some coffee. "And how's that supposed to help me?..."

Wilbur sighed and shook disappointingly. What a simple man. "I could ask Eret to get you someone! Just for a night! Think about it."

A nd Techno did. Even if he let one of his infamous "heh?!" at his brother and judged him with his look. He wondered if it would really hurt, for just a night, to not be able to think. Then again...

"Who do you think would even want me for this? Pretty sure he doesn't know anyone that would like to... fuck me, if I put it bluntly."

Once again, Wilbur shook his head. "My poor baby brother-" "I'm older than you-" "let's just be honest with each other here; if we would put you in a room for people to choose their next dates, claws and teeth would be used to get to you." Techno raised an eyebrow at that, still not understanding where his brother was going with this.

"Techno. You. Are. Hot."

"Alright I'm outta here enjoy being alone for the next hours."

"What?! Where are you going?!"