Babyboo and Dadnoblade

Coming home is my favorite thing to do

Tenchonblade was the most feared warrior in all of the SMP. People shook in fear when their heard his name.

Except...

"Papa!" A joyful giggle sounded in the darkness of his house. A black and white colored blur shot out of the entrance and attached itself to his leg. His son, Ranboo looked up at him, multicolor eyes shining enough to reveal the stars. "Hey kiddo" he said, warmth bleeding into his monotone voice. "We're you good for grandpa Phil?" The Oreo themed child nodded his head in rapid agreement.

Ranboo grabbed his hand and lead him into the warm house. His father, Philz's Minecraft, sat reading in a large armchair, a fire roaring in the fireplace. He looked up from his book as his son entered the cabin. "Well look who's back," he said, his eyes glowing with amusement and mirth. "I thought you were never going to come back." Techno snorted and ruffled Ranboo's hair. The child let out a loud giggle and fought to get away from his father's middling hooves. (Do pigs have hooves, idk)

Techno smiled and went to go grab something to eat. It was late and chat was quiet, well at least as quiet as they could be.

FOOD

Softnoblade

Dadnoblade, sonboo and Grampz

Ranboo our beloved

Eat now, talk later

Ah, he shouldn't have said anything. Oh well, it wasn't like this was new to him. Grabbing from bread from a chest he headed back into the den room and zeroed in on his son, fast asleep on the couch. He was covered in Techno's cloak, the one the he had discarded upon entering his house. Phil was also watch his grandchild with a fond expression.

"He worries about you when you leave, you know that right?" Phil asked, without looking at him. Techno sighed and rubbed a weary hoof over his face as he sat down next to his son. Ranboo snuggled closer to his father's warmth and Techno let out a little grumble. "I know he does," Techno said softly. " But, there are things that I have to take care of. The voices, they demand blood and I fear what will happen if I don't give them what they want." Techno said. The two sat in silence before Techno gently scooped up Ranboo, propping his head on his shoulder. The child let out a sleepy grumble in respond to the movement but stayed asleep. Techno bid his father a good night before trudging up the stairs to the kid's room. Techno laid him down and tucked him in, placing a loving kiss on Ranboo's temple before getting up and closing the door gently behind him.

Awww

Look at our baby sleeping

Dadnoblade Dadnoblade

Techno listened to chat talk as he got ready for bed. Satisfied after making his rounds around the house, he climbed into bed. Exhaustion washed over him like a wave and he breathed deeply. Not even the groaning of mobs outside could keep him awake.