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—— MASSAGE ?

         TECHNO WOKE UP Through a sound of small footsteps thuding across the wooden floor towards his direction

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         TECHNO WOKE UP Through a sound of small footsteps thuding across the wooden floor towards his direction

He grumbled before waking up slowly, feeling his head getting dizzy because of his lack of sleep

"Papa!" A high pitch voice called out from the other side of the door of his room
Small soft knocking was heard 3 times

Before the handle of the door went down with a screeching sound as it went backwards, there stood the pinknette in front of the door

Wearing a white silky long sleeve dress, that reach passed her knees
Her hair was slightly messy, as Mr. Pink was held with both of her arms

"Papa!" She called out again, at the sleepy man infront of her "Yes?" Techno responded his voice was slightly dried and deeper then the usual

It's been? Like 2 years or something, took her at least a year and a few month to call him with that word

Well.. Now she's 7 year old, well at least he thinks she is, but her body wasn't growing that much either

Probably grown a few inches taller then before, but aside from her height nothing changed at all
Adopted? Yes.

Y/n Blade Minecraft LET'S GOOO

Anyways

Her feet touching the floor, as she walk towards his bed "Papa! A bird flied us a massage from someone!" She said, putting both of her arms up and slam it to the sheets softly

He sat down on the bed, while cracking his neck which made a satisfying crunch
It was a nice sleep, even though it was short

A red bow was messyly wrapped around the scrolled paper, as Y/n grasp on the bed sheets as she pulled all of her body up on top of the bed

She peeks over his arms looking at the massage, as Techno read at the messy writing

"Whos that Papa??" She asked, as Techno only shrugged his shoulders while continuing to read it, spelling at the poorly written letters

"They have a very bad hand, N/n can't read it" Y/n muttered, her brain trying to spell and process every each sentence

Techno chuckle, while reading at the last words and then at the name who had written to him

"Tommy?" He read out loud, as Y/n look up at him confused on why he said his name all of a sudden "Is that from Tommy?" She asked, he nodded his head while putting it down next to him

He went to the side of his bed, his feet touched the cold surface of the wooden floor, as he stood up making the wood screeched at his weight

He turn around, Grabbing the girl softly while carrying her outside of his room

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