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techno misses the twink

i don't know why i like writing drunk techno so much. maybe it's because like it's a usually stoic character, but... not?

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Techno stumbled through the party, as music blasted. people danced, laughed, chatted, but he had only one goal. the host. he walked up the stairs, his alcohol tainted mind wanting nothing but Dream, the red plastic cup in his hand sloshing. he stepped over a couple making out, looking around the second floor. he shoved through people dancing and laughing, almost pushing ranboo over. he didn't care. and then he saw Dream. he shoved himself forward, into dream's arms, and began to sob loudly, pressing his face into dream's chest. what would his past self think, to publicly embarrass himself like this? Well, he didn't care now. dream blushed. "um-" he glanced to the side, and techno realized that dream had been sitting on the couch with someone else, a brunette.

"who the fuuuck are you?" he growled, taking another gulp of his drink. the boy snorted. "I'm george. you know. dream's boyfriend." Techno's eye twitched. "Whh? Nah. no. yer' too ugly. Dream'd never date someone... not me." he glanced up at Dream, and Dream just looked away. "What? No. ye'd never date someone like him, right, you'd date me?" "Tech, go home. You're drunk." Dream said quietly, and techno coughed. "No! Youu loved me! You said you did, on our dates and calls and- and-" "that was THREE MONTHS ago, techno! I've moved on! Now please leave, before you try and do something that you'll regret." Techno didn't listen, glaring at george. "Ye-ye'r hurting him, i know you are. You can' hide it!" reached out to george, and about a million fists raised, ready to protect george if needed. Techno's vision flickered, as he looked back towards dream.

"My love, Dream..." Dream looked away. "Three months ago, tech. We both agreed that this was best for the both of us." "well i w's WRONG!" Techno half yelled, the cup falling from his hand and splattering all over quackity's shoes. "I was wrong, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear? I was wrong? I regret breakn' up with you, and i want you back." Dream sighed. "Go home." the remark was echoed around by the onlookers, and hands were reaching out pull him away. "N-no! Please!" he slurred, looking around shakily. As a last effort, techno threw himself into Dream's arms. "...miss you." "I know." Dream simply responded, and then hands were dragging him back through the crowd, until he met arms (wings?) he recognized.

His head lolled slightly as he rested it on the car window. Phil just silently drove, his eyes focused on the street. Rain began to patter down, first only a few drops, then all of them, and techno began to sob, clutching his head. Phil sighed. "You had a... rough time there, mate. Everyone's gonna know about it by morning." "don' care." Techno mumbled, and phil sighed, pulling into the driveway of their home "Tommy's probably still awake, so don't... be all that." Phil sighed as techno retched all over himself, and continued sobbing.