You woke to the sound of nearly silent chatter, but it was loud enough to go through your closed door. It was the morning after your adoption, made official by the judge and it now said so on your birth certificate. You rolled over, pulling the blanket over your head.
You at least wanted to get a bit more sleep, you could fall asleep until the late hours of the night, the adults and teenagers were making a lot of noise, pretty much stopping you from getting sleep. It was with Techno's help that made you fall asleep, he just held up a knife and threatened to cut them with it if they shut up.
The door slowly creeped open, footsteps making their way to your bed. You knew it was your father, disspite his footsteps being soft.
"Hey Y/n." His voice was quiet. "I know you're awake, your breathing quickened when I entered the room."
You opened your eyes and pulled the blanket away from your face. "Tired."
"Yes, I know." He gave you his best smile. "I just came up here to let you know your breakfast is in the kitchen, courtesy of Phil."
"Phil?" You asked. "He made food?"
Techno nodded. "I will leave you so you can get either get dressed or go back to sleep, just go into the living room if you need something. Tommy will most likely be watching something on the TV."
You nodded, and watched him leave your room, closing the door behind him. You were tired, but you couldn't exactly go back to sleep. You wanted to taste Philza's cooking, and you knew it was probably better than Techno's.
You got out of bed and went to your closet, picking up random clothes and throwing them on. The clothes you chose were comfy, and they kept you warm.
You left the closet and made your way to the living room, seeing Tommy watching an American show with a confused look on his face. Tubbo seemed to be trying his best to explain it to him, but it didn't look like he understood.
Philza stepped out of the kitchen and handed your plate to you. "You came down at the perfect time, it's still warm."
You smiled at him and started eating it. It was way better than Techno's cooking. 100%. You finished it rather quickly, and put the plate beside the sink, making sure to stay out of Philza's way.
It was nice in the house, but you couldn't find Wilbur or Techno. Tubbo noticed this and spoke up.
"Y/n, they're both having a sword fighting contest in the backyard." He said.
"Thank." You said.
"You're welcome."
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Welcome to Godhood || Technoblade + Child!Reader
Fanfiction¡¡Second story!! Please read "Here Little Piglin" before you start with this one!! It was finished. You were finally a part of Techno's family. You finally felt happy. For once in your long, traumatic, life, you were truly happy. But, happiness does...
