a gods sacrifice

the disaster starts here-

This is definitely not going to go smoothly.

Tommy had sat there for about three hours listening as his proxies argued over what outfit would best suit him. In the end he had given up, and decided to let the designer choose.

Honestly what he should have done in the first place.

They had decided on white and gold silk shirt, baggy on the sleeves before it gets tighter at the wrists, going under the gold band. The shirt cuts off before it reaches the end of his chest in a 'v' hanging on by the gold necklace. Black pants that cut off with the long thigh high gold and white boots.

All in all, he could confidently say he looked quite elegant. 

The God turns his head to the side as the designer makes all the finishing touches to the outfit. Adding extra gold or jewelry. 

"This isn't necessary. Why would I need this much gold?" The deity questions.

"Ah, my apologies, milord. I was told by the warrior to add, and I quote "you are to add as much gold and jewelry as possible. If my god walks out without it, I will add your head to my collection." And I quite value my life."  The man says finally putting the gold down.

The God sighs at this, he should have known this was Technos doing. The man loved to cover Tommy in gold, something to do with his instincts. 

Wilbur and Phil are ever eager to indulge this. They always say it "makes him look more godlike." Which is laughable, because either way he looks 'godlike'.

After the man excuses himself Tommy is left in the room by himself. He stands from the elegant chair he was sitting in and walks towards the door. Ready to oversee how everything else is coming along.

Before he can get there though the door opens and closes quickly. Philza(?) stands in his flowing green kimono, wings freshly groomed.

"Ah mate, you're done! Great, I was to come get you and take you to the throne room." The man says softly, gently taking Tommy's hand and walking to the door.

The blond tilted his head in confusion. "I appreciate the thought Phil, but why do you need to escort me? I believe I know my way to my throne?"

The avian pauses and his eyes darken, before he shakes his head as If clearing a thought, and smiles softly at the other. "More of a protection thing mate. All three of us agree with everything happening, It's best if we stay close."

The God stares confused but doesn't say anything else about it, something the man is grateful for. They continue on their path, the God smiling happily at the sight of how well the temple looks.

The men guarding the grand door stiffen at the sight of the two, and quickly open the door bowing as they walk by. Technoblade and Wilbur both stand on opposite sides of the throne, almost as if protecting it.

When the two catch sight of the blonds they relax slightly. Technoblades pupils widen when he catches sight of the gold decorating the boy. A low purr echoes through his throat as he fixes his posture. 

Phil holds his hand and walks up the stairs, only letting go at the top when the god sits, before taking his place to the right of the chair beside Wilbur.

They stand still and quiet, all of them adoning weapons. Technoblade holding a very impressively enchanted axe, Wilbur holding a gorgeous bow with intricate designs, Phil holding a long sword, the point resting beside his foot.

It seems as though they are worried someone is going to try and attack the god. Tommy's heart swells at the concern, but it is really not necessary. Not only is he a god, a being that can't be killed, he will be in the presence of two other gods. 

Honestly he would love to see someone Even attempt to attack him. Please, he could use a good laugh.

His posture straightens at the sound of the music starting, indicating the ball has begun. Servants, demigods, and regular mortals stand in the ballroom leaving a wide pathway from the door, as they bow.

A man in a stylish suit stands in front of the door. Ram horns rest on the sides of his head, his beard looking shaggy despite the otherwise graceful look of his appearance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the refined presence of the god of nature, Tubbo." He says loudly and bowing as the door opens.

As the door opens the nature god stands for a brief moment before stepping forward. He wears a tight green turtle neck with gold designs of vines wrapped around it, coming up to the neck.

A long see through silk veil rests upon his head, dragging behind him as he walks. Flowers and vines are wrapped in his fluffy brown hair. He wears brown pants without shoes, but a vine wraps up his legs stopping mid thigh.

Tubbo walks forward before stopping at the edge of the stairs and bowing, the man who introduced him and two others following him.

"Your grace." The god says softly, as Tommy bows his head at him and he walks towards the throne on the right of the sun, and sits.

By the door someone clears their throat, catching everyone's attention. A man in a green overthrow stands, but the most eye-catching thing was the white smiling mask.

"Everyone prepare yourself for the overwhelming presence of Ranboo, god of the night."  The deep voice says, bowing.

As Ranboo steps in, the God wears a black and white suit with a long flow in the back. The capes inside are shining like the stars would be. He wears a black crown with gold dangling off of it, circling his head in a halo.

He walks forward flanked by three proxies and bows. "My elegance." He says respectfully before walking to the left of the sun and sitting down.

Once everyone was seated the blond stood up and spoke loudly. "May the ball begin." And sat down as music started to play and people began to dance.

As people began to socialize a hand grabbed his, turning to look at Wilbur who smiled at him and gently squeezed his hand.

"I would have never expected YOU of all people to get proxies, sun." a voice says calmly, startling everyone.

Tommy turns his head towards Tubbo, who is looking at him with a small smile. "Ah. Well eternity is a long time to be alone." He replies softly.

"It is, I suppose. Well go on, introduce us!" The brunette demands.

"Yes please do, after all this is quite unexpected." Ranboo inquires.

This is going to be a long day.

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