Technoblade adopts a small orphan child

The accidental adoption

"Heheheh," Techno chuckles as he types on twitter, "If we win... Uh... I'll adopt a small orphan child..." He says along with his typing, and chuckles again at the mere thought of having to stick to his word... Or rather, his tweet.
Little did the poor little piggy know, his tweet was to age like fine milk.

"WE WIN THESE!" Technoblade yells as his chat swiftly donates him basically a full suit of diamond armor.
"Dude, your gonna totally be a dad." Calvin comments on him aquiring so much buffed items
"As if I'm gonna actually adopt an orphan, they're gonna be destroyed! ...After, of course, I donate the donos we are getting. Speaking of, let's see how much we have so far..." Techno laughs back, then opens his stream to see a whopping $2,000 already, just at the start of the tournament.
"Good lord you people are insane, who do I have in this chat, Bill Gates?" He exclaimed, opening minecraft back up. "Alright, let's do this..." xNestorio says running around, fully geared in iron.

The final "enemy" was poor unlucky Fundy who took off all his armor in defeat, and let his demise happen.
"WE WIN THESE!" Techno yells again, victorious. The chat was wild, and his teammates were doing their own victory cries.
"Alright let's see our final scores... 116 kills?! Isn't the record 19?" Calvin yelps, after doing some quick math.
"Whatever, let's see how much is going to orphans!" Techno says while seeing the final donation count. "$11,625! Lord, you people are crazy, that's like, what, a third of the total money?" He exclaims, also seeing the total raised.
"Yeah, yeah, when are you gonna go to your local adoption center, Techno?" xNestorio questions.
"O-Oh, about that... Uh... Oh, gotta go, pizza! Seeya!" Techno yells and closes his entire computer before hearing both xNestorio and Calvin yell "WAIT! TECHNO?"

Technoblade breathes a sigh of relief before getting messages from a lot of youtube friends. Most notably, Dream telling him Tommy innit probably could be adopted, or something of the likes. He laughed it off, but was worried the toxic stans would try to cancel him if he didn't get himself a child. Plus, Tommy didn't really count as a small child. He just loves in a tiny apartment anyways, no roommates, but it was still a small space. He sighs and takes off his glasses and flops onto his bed. Twiddling his fingers on a keyboard while using some of his brain was exhausting work. He felt himself get heavier as he drifted asleep.

His sleep was abruptly ended by a phone call from a loud friend. He groans and rubs his face, picking up the phone. He zones put for a minute reading the name "Skeppy" and shakes his head waking himself up. He answers, and is greeted with a blaring "HELLO!" from his very scream-ish friend.
"Hullo, yes, can you like, not scream?"
"SORRY, when are you adopting a kid exactly?"
Skeppy hears a loud groan before and hang up beep and bewilderedly looks at his phone. "HELLO?" He yells, but Techno was long gone.
Techno stretches and puts his glasses on, slipping onto his floor looking for his ADHD medication while he still remembered. He takes it and without missing a beat, goes to his computer. His Twitter was blasted with people asking when he was adopting a kid, who the kid was, etc. He sighs and gets to work, downloading the stream for editing. While waiting for the download, he looks through some of the tweets, mostly consisting of fanart, "aDoPtInG?", congratulations, and normal things. He sighs in relief knowing most fans didn't care if he didn't adopt, but he still had the nagging fear of those who took him seriously. He gets away from Twitter and busies himself with editing the stream, which he hoped to be out in a week. But while editing he still thought, am I really gonna get a kid? The mere thought was starting to stress him slightly, so he went off to do something else. He goes out to a Mcalister's and picks up a soup and a sandwich, and decides to talk to a friend, particularly, his self proclaimed "sensei", Firebreathman.

Technoblade🐷
sensei i need some advice?

He dms him in hopes that he responds, but alas, no read text came up.
He must be busy. Techno thought to himself. He finished his meal and went back to his apartment, to his room, then his computer, and then his editing software. He sighs, knowing this would be his life for a while, lying his head on the desk for a minute. He gets another call from Skeppy, which he accepts, mostly just because he felt lonely.
"HI SORRY FOR MAKING YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!" Skeppy nearly yells into the mic.
"Sheesh, quiet down, good lord.. it's ok, dude." He quietly responds back.
"Anyways I wanted to see if you wanted to join in an even I'm doing with other youtubers?" Skeppy calms down and asks.
"Mmm... sure." He says, glad somebody will take his mind off of his nervousness.
"Great, tomorrow, 2pm, TS." Skeppy says blurting out all the info.
"Okk..."
'By the way, you actually adopting a kid, orr..?"
"I dunno.. I'm thinking about it... I want the clout, but so much responsibility.."
Skeppy giggles, "Well, ya know Tommy Innit is in America, you could maybe... act like you adopted him?"
"Haha, really? I dunno how his parents would feel about some random pig on the internets stealing their kid for a few days.." Techno says, weighing the pros and cons.
"I mean, we're really not much older than him, you could just act like you're younger, and an IRL friend, then boom! Child! CLOUT!" Skeppy imagines, giggling like crazy.
Techno was also laughing hard, "Like they're gonna believe a super tall pig guy is a teenager, I've met bedwars players smarter than that!"
"The FBI agents probably think we're some weird pedos or something, yikes!"
Skeppy adds, laughing super loud. "Anyways, gotta blast, BBH's calling me, talk to you later?"
"Mhm, seeya" Techno says, hanging up the phone. The call had lasted a few minutes, but left Techno feeling well again. He didn't know that "Mr. Innit" was in America, that was unusual. I wonder where he is, Techno though to himself. Yikes, that would sound creepy out of context. He thought, ebbing away from the thought. Would make a nice blog though... He wasn't familiar with that sort of content though, so he would need some guidance. He sighs and goes back to his editing.

The day had faded to night and Techno was tiredly still chugging along, powered by pure caffeine. He yawns, and stretches, remembering his meeting with Skeppy in the morning. Before he went to bed, be thought he oughta do one last thing.

Technoblade🐷
hey I heard ur in america
im looking for children

Tommyinnit
Slow down what the hell

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