𝓐𝓫𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮ᵍᵉⁿˢʰⁱⁿ

06 - 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

Silence.

A chaotic word portruding from various storybooks as an uneasy element. To you, it was solace. Serenity. Calm. Yet somehow, someone always found a way to break that wishful calm of yours, replacing it with heartache, thoughts and explosions.

Sometimes, it was kind, funny and cheerful. You didn't mind Tubbo, Nikki, Tommy or Philza disturbing your peace and quiet. They were like your family..well, Philza IS your father but you know what I mean.

Then, there was the bitter ones like Quackity, Technoblade, Schlatt..and then your enemies. They filled your days with mirthless insults and baraging thoughts of bombardment every single day.

Dream. George. Eret- Eret that fucking traitor.

You scoff, kicking a stone away in the snow. You were now back in Snezhnaya, not knowing what to feel about your weird encounters.

Perhaps that scene with the dragon guy was too much. Well, what could you have done?

Oh, you must be confused. Lets go back.

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It was a normal day in Liyue, the carts were out and bustling with customers as the shady businessmen stood at back, waiting to strike at any chance of scamming a person.

A certain dragon was taking a lively stroll that day, chatting animatedly with his young adepti apprentice. Though ShenYuan barely left the adepti mountains, he figured to take a short stroll this time.

And it proved quite fruitful as he spotted a specific h/c-ette with a white streak in his hair lazing around, buying some random paints to use once he returned to Snezhnaya.

Xiao noticed his masters captured attention, immediately perking up as he saw a familiar male in the distance.

"Ah, excuse me, young man...could you please help me with these flowers?" An old lady came and asked Xiao, and while hesitant, he promised to help Liyue. And he was abiding contract still.

So he went, leaving ShenYuan to fend for himself.

Shaking his head and giving a small smile, ShenYuan-better known as Morax or Rex Lapis came up to you with unobvious vigor, a polite smile on his face as he tapped on your shoulder.

You screeched, turning around to hit the perpetrator behind you before realizing that its just a 'harmless' brunette.

"Ah..my apologies if i've scared you, dear traveler. May I ask what you've been doing this fine evening?" he asked, feeling your eyes portrude his very soul as you checked him out.

[Name] Soot was clearly not gay...*flashbacks to the past chapters*

[Name] Soot is Bisexual.

You leaned in, kissing ShenYuan on the lips as your teeth clashed in fervor.

Morax's eyes widened as the taste of your saliva entered his mouth, a flush coming over him as you pinned him to the wall, away from evident sight.

You two had to run away from Liyuean guards as you were associated with a harbinger.

Now, to shut him up, you kissed him. Quite fervently so.

Well, yes. [Name] Soot is capable of loving men.

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So, here you were, tredging through the cold snows of Snezhnaya as the fatui let you roam around the wilderness for once.

You sigh, sitting down on a tree stump, picking a small flower from the ground. Well, not really a flower I guess..these were liverleafs. How pretty.

Minecraft didn't have those. Neither did the dream smp. It was plain tulips and roses, and if you were lucky, orchids and lavendar.

It was a boring life in Dream smp, but it was fun. Happy. Interesting. Now all there is is stupid lovesick harbingers coming here and there.

"Haha~ mister cyclops, where are you going??" A childish voice giggled, seeming to be running towards your direction with a silly game.

Though, strong, robotic thumps left you baffled. You stilled, feeling the gaze of the khaenri'ahn field tiller that stood before you with a calculating gaze, a small, ginger haired boy following soom after.

He reminded you of the guy you knocked out, you noted.

You let out a shaky breath as you saw the sheer size of the heavy metal mechanic bot, knowing that one swipe could absolutely crush you.

Frowning, you skillfully dodge its first attack, as the ginger boy from before stared in shock.

"This is friend, not foe." A familiar voice came up, silencing the terrific cyclops as he simply turned it off from behind.

"Child-e?" You question, emphasizing the 'e' in his alias.

"Brother Ajax! Is this the pretty boy you told me about-mmph-!" The young boy got scarfed.

Childe-no, Ajax, smiled at you, clad in normal winter attire as he introduced, "This is my younger brother, Teucer. He's a bit of a loudmouth sometimes."

Sulking, Teucer removed the fabric from his mouth and spat, "But its true!! You said you-" He was cut off by Ajax once more. "Ah-ah. No more of that from you, okay?" Pouting, Teucer relented.

"So those are field tillers, huh?" Ajax chuckled, ruffling Teucer's hair as he began to speak. "We usuallu call those Ruin Guards now. Though it did originate from Khaenri'ah." he said, eyes lingering on your form far too long for anyone to be in a state of ease.

You frown, plopping onto the snow. Teucer copied you, albeit a bit sloppier than imagined. You both giggled and stared making snow angels.

Ajax watched on with an amused smirk, a small blush on his face as he saw how you got along with his lovely younger brother.

A great addition to the family, he thought. Before quickly snapping out of his daze, berating himself for even feeling that way for the eccentric madman.

You, on the other hand, felt nostalgic. How you wished to play in the snow with Tommy and Tubbo once more. To have snowball fights with Philza and Techno. To make snow angels with Fundy... it was all lost. Now, you just had to forget.

Forgetfulness is a gift and a curse, one should cherish it well.

Soon, the three of you retreated to the ginger brothers humble abode, feeling quite at home with the endless teasing and jokes shared around in the family.

The more you stayed, the more you forgot about your past with the sleepy bois inc...

Forgetfulness is a gift and a curse.

Don't forget that.