Sure, after being exiled by your best friend and hearing that your dad's best friend died, you shouldn't be going to raid said dad's best friend's house right now, but you can't entirely blame him. He knows that Techno has a lot of good stuff, he was just going to put it all to good use... Probably. Listen, Tommy just likes all the stuff Techno has, no hard feelings against the guy that did kill his best friend and did destroy L'manburg after making said best friend president, but no hard feelings!
He walks up to the front door, and then he hears something. Tommy has to strain to hear the noise, it was so low, but it sounded like someone with a deep voice was humming. And they were humming some random tune before smoothly turning it into pigstep. Now, Tommy knows plenty of people who like pigstep and have deep voices, but he knows for a fact that that's Techno because the Blade is the only person to ever exist on this server that has a deep voice and likes pigstep, so unless one of the other people he totally knows got onto the server, he's going to think that it's the one life less Technoblade.
Tommy decides that he doesn't care that Techno is home and opens the door, walking on into the surprisingly cozy home. The humming had stopped when he opened the door, and right as he turned around he saw something he thought he'd never get to see. The ghost of Technoblade, floating, looking at him curiously before lighting up, like he just remembered something.
"Welcome home Theseus!" He said as cheerfully as his mostly monotone voice would allow. Somehow, Tommy felt more chills hearing that from Ghostnoblade than he probably would Alivenoblade. Maybe it was simply the phrase, maybe the person saying it. Maybe it was the underlying threat that it still held despite the general cheeriness and lightheartedness of it. Tommy doesn't know.
"Hi Technoblade. Do you mind if I take some of your stuff?"
"Depends." The ghost made squinty eyes at Tommy, either trying to see him or look skeptically (haha Skeppy) at him. Tommy just likes to assume that Techno can't see anything that's in front of him, makes him seem less scary and judgemental.
"I just need some armor for the, uhhh, the revolution! Yeah." Coming up with excuses on the spot wasn't easy, sue him.
Ghostnoblade only raised an eyebrow before speaking again, "Well I got a lotta netherite and lots of wither ingredients. Ohhh man, we're gonna do so much violence!"
The ghost aimlessly walks around, trying to find the needed items to go outside. Said items consisting of his cloak and boots that Tommy just realized made the ghost taller, although the boots were quite unneeded due to the floating.
Tommy watched the ghost quickly pace around, no doubt that his mind is trying to go over a checklist, if the consistent mumbling from said ghost was anything to go by. Drops of melted gold would sometimes stray from the opposite direction Techno was walking, and the teen really wanted to know why now. Was it like Wilbur's blue? It wouldn't explain why it seems to come from Techno's face though.
"Technoblade, I have a question." Ghostnoblade stopped his pacing, instead opting to put his undivided attention on Tommy. It felt weird, Alivenoblade never did that. Alivenoblade always seemed to be busy doing something when Tommy decided to talk to him. He could also see the dripping gold much more clearly now.
"Why is there melted gold leaking from your fuckin' head?"
A quiet 'my monetization' was heard before the ghost shrugged, seeming just as unaware and uninformed about the gold as Tommy was. Technoghost continued his search for whatever it was, going through chests to find the item or items.
He really hopes Techno wasn't searching for his armor. Tommy liked the more passive, 'I'm not going to kill you if you make one wrong move' look. No, Tommy is not afraid of Technoblade, it's just that he looks better without the enchanted armor.
Thankfully, Technoghost does not take out any armor from the looks of it, just a button. Why would he need a button? Tommy shudders a little as he suddenly remembers the button that blew up L'manburg. He really hopes this button isn't as explosive and destructive as the L'manbutton.
Ghostnoblade said nothing as he happily floated out of his house and towards the mountains. Tommy followed, and it was really then that he noticed the man's outfit. It wasn't anything special, just a white dress shirt and black harem pants with some bags tied to the sides on a belt. In the weapon pocket on the belt was a hoe and Tommy wonders if he was farming recently or just wanted to randomly carry it around. The ghost made no move to start a conversation, which seemed just in line with Alivenoblade, so Tommy took it as his responsibility to start talking, and that he did.
They talked the whole way there to wherever Ghostnoblade was leading him and soon enough they stood in front of a too neat to be natural stone wall. Technoghost put the button on the wall beside the more inward wall and turned to look at him.
"You wanna do the honors, Tommy?" His tone was too expectant, like he wanted Tommy to press it and wouldn't entirely take no for an answer. Tommy only responds with a nod and he swears he sees a smile form on the ghost's face before it goes away and he steps to the side in front of the inward stone.
The teen nervously walks up to the button, hesitantly hovering over the button before looking over at the ghost, who actually shows a soft smile this time. This felt too weird for Tommy. He swore that Alivenoblade never acted like this, not in the years that he'd known the anarchist. Tommy quickly pressed the button, not wanting to deal with this for any longer than necessary anymore.
The stone door opens and Tommy stands back, mouth agape. Techno stands in front of the entrance like a godly being, opening his arms in a show of the skull collection he owns. The ghost says nothing, just smiles widely like he just did something amazing and is not, in fact, showing a teenager the concerning amount of wither skulls he has propped up against the walls.
And in a great show of fear, Tommy screams at the top of his lungs.
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Phantom Blade; The Mysterious Ghost of The Blade
FanficOkay, maybe not as mysterious, but definitely as angsty as I can try to get! This is for @Hi_Yes_Hello ! I couldn't say no, it was the greatest opportunity and even if I fail to write on a good schedule I'll try my best with this. Mass platonic love...
