The Embrace Of Vengeance

🍃Chapter 20🍃

So... This is almost 3000 words long.... Um.... Have fun :D!

Tommy shoved the rest of the cheesy potatoes into his mouth just as Ghost finished taking care of his hair, his blond hair now brushed out and in a huge braid, deciding it would be best than his hair being in its normal braided half up or just down with a few braids mixed in. "There we go! It looks very nice doesn't it Techno?" The piglin huffed in agreement. 
   
"It does. Nice job, Ghosty." Tommy reached back to run his fingertips against the braid, and Technobalde was right. It seemed that Ghostbur had been practicing, the braid felt like a french braid, something that both Techno and Tommy struggled with. Technoblade usually stuck to his normal braid, or just threw his hair up if he didn't feel like braiding it. He'd even seen the piglin hybrid throw it up in messy buns when doing chores, reading, and even when he trained. Tommy remembered when Technobalde would let the raccoon braid his hair, the two sitting in the living room without a care in the world as Techno sat reading his newest book, and Tommy behind him happily practicing his braiding skills on his hair. 

"Like this Tommy, watch." A very young Technoblade sat before even younger Tommy, whose eyes only blinked at the hands that were weaving a small braid together. Technoblade had a small chunk of his hair in his hands, his blue eyes focused. "One chunk over another... you have to keep the pattern or it'll look weird." He explained, running his hands through his braid to undo it. "Now you try." 

He slightly smiled at the memory, how Techno would try and teach him how to make braids, and how he would just make very messy braids in the teen's hair. He looked behind him were his two brothers were still smiling. "Are we leaving now?" Technoblade hummed, which meant yes. 

"Let's go." 

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Technoblade knelt down in front of one of the wolves, humming as the animal took the chunk of meat out of his hands with its tail wagging. "It's really loud in here." The older brother hummed in agreement. Tommy sat behind him, his ears twitching because of the loud noises around him. They had many dogs now, which was good for the battle that was surely growing closer. 

"Yes, but we do need them." Tommy paused, looking over towards Techno with a frown. 

"It's kinda cruel the only reason we're breeding them is for war, don't you think?" Technoblade gave another dog some meat, smiling as they happily chowed away at it. 

"The ones that survive will be taken care of by us, as gratitude for what they had gone through for our sake. They'll become part of the family." Technoblade looked over towards the boy again, but this time seeing one of the young dogs happily jumping onto the raccoon hybrid, who smiled as they pet the dog's head and neck. The dog had pretty, silky white fur and beautiful lavender eyes. Even if it was young it was still not a puppy, looking to be almost a week and a half old. It was weird how dogs aged, them rapidly growing until they were full adults, and then aging slowly. It was weird, but it was how the dogs worked so no one ever really questioned the logic behind it. 

Tommy hummed in understanding, his emotionless eyes looking towards his brother. He had a smile on his face though, one the older brother couldn't help but smile back at, even if Tommy couldn't see him do so. "Can I keep this one?" The piglin hybrid was confused for a moment before the blond looked down towards the dog he was petting. The thing looked happy to have any attention from the boy, its tail wagging uncontrollably in happiness. It seemed his brother already grew some type of bond with it, the raccoon hybrid lifting the way too big dog into his arms, letting the thing lick at his face as his smile only grew and laughter spill out. 

It was a heartwarming sight, and if Technoblade could have an army of dogs, he didn't see a problem in his brother having a dog as a pet. Plus, maybe this dog could help Tommy with his mental health, a support animal of some type. Techno had heard of things like those, never needed one himself but his brother seemed to need one badly with his type of condition. "Sure, you can have it if you want." The teens' smiles only grew bigger. 
   
"Thank you!" He gently placed the animal back onto the ground, the think looking back up to its new owner with a tilted head and tongue rolling out of its mouth. "C'mon, uhhh...." A pause. 
   
"I think you should name it Violet." The raccoon looked towards his brother with a curious look. "It has purple eyes, thought it would suit it." The teen's tail swaying in thought before nodding in approval. 
   
"C'mon Violet!" The dog automatically barked up towards the other as he started his way towards the door, the animal happily following. "If I'm naming you Violet, I'll have Phil make you a purple collar, one with a nice gold tag with your name on it!" Technoblade only chuckled, happy to go back to feeding the other dogs as his brother went off back to the house with his new pet. He'd go back in and get Tommy when it was time to tell the other the whole plan, because up to this point the boy only knew small snippets, after he'd start training with the other again. He sighed at the thought of the blond fighting during their final attack on L'manburg. He was still learning how to handle his new disability, along with his emotions and past. 
   
He knew the other was pushing it out of his head, probably trying to forget most of his memories actually happened. He didn't know everything that Tommy had been through, seeing as the raccoon never really wanted to talk about it, and when he did he grew shaky, his usually calm and sad eyes turning fearful and alert. It was something that Technoblade hated most happening to his brother, the stammer he gained, the shaky body he would cower into, how lost and scared he'd look. He was a kid, after all, everything that had happened up to this point had to have been hard to process. He sighed, throwing out another chunk of meat towards the animals.