Babyboo and Dadnoblade

Cold nights, warm hearts

Hey guys! I have decided to take a break from writing in the main story to have you the backstory of how Techno found Ranboo. I hope you don't mind. Okay, now enjoy the story. :)
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It was a cold and dark winter night. The fire was roaring in the fire, embers cackling and popping in the quiet room. Techno sat in an armchair, reading his book. Chat was murmuring amongst themselves, their words quietly echoing in his mind. It was a peaceful night. Techno sighed and placed his book down. He was going to do one last check around the house to make sure none of the fences had been destroyed. Grabbing his axe and chestplate, he made his way out into the snowy night. The moon was barely noticeable behind the thick, rumbling clouds. The wind screamed as it rushed past his eye, chilling his skin.

He walked through the snow, the hands on his axe never loosening. His ear twitched as they picked up something off in the distance. Chat began to stir as he walked towards the sound.

He heard crying

Surprised, he looked down and saw a small, shivering bundle. It was rapped carelessly in an old, thin blanket. He bent down and scooped it up. Large, glazed multi-colored eye stared back at him. Stream was rising from the tears as they rolled down his cheeks, a dark purple was already pooled on the blanket. Without realizing it, he moved one hand off of his axe to gently wipe the tears away. The baby stared at him and to his surprise, grasped his hoof and held it. There they stood, in a snowstorm, holding hands and staring each other in the eyes.

Techno carefully covered the baby with his cape and walked back through the snowstorm. What are you doing? He asked himself as he walked. You aren't qualified to care for a baby! He huffed and held the baby tighter. Chat had already fallen for the creature. They cooed as he babbled sleepily. He was just doing it because he didn't want a headache, yeah that was why. He continued to tell himself that as he opened the door and allowed the warm air to wash over him. He carried the baby to the couch and laid it down. They stared at him, watching curiously.

Look how small he is
Smol bean
We should keep him
Keep him
We would only end up hurting him
No hurt only protect

Ah, here comes the headache. He tilted uis head to look at the baby and huffed out a small laugh when the child copied him, causing chat into another frenzy.

We should name him

That voice did have a point. It was tube to keep calling him the child or creature. Techno looked down at the baby. "What about Ranboo?" He surprised himself and chat when he said that. The baby smiled widely and started clapping and giggling, causing Techno to laugh too. "Ok, Ranboo it is, I guess."