Oh my goodness, are all you guys crazy? Like, thanks but this is so odd to me. A lot of these chapters are made in one-sitting and like—
Are y'all just interested in the story?
Techno hadn't known Bad as a demon for very long. He knew that Bad was the last angel to fall in The Fall, and that he was the most unlike demon a demon could be.
However, there was one thing anyone that was with Bad long enough knew: he loved arguments.
With this knowledge in hand, Techno was not surprised when he went over to pick up Tubbo that Bad had picked an argument with Wilbur.
The sun was at a set, the sky a warm orange and pink. It was a nice contrast from the hot summer day and would be something that Techno would enjoy at times.
This was not one of those times.
"-Why did you even give weapons to the boys!" Wilbur exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger.
"They are perfectly safe! The arrows are filed and the knives are dull!"
Wilbur lifted his arms in frustration, "Knives?" He yelled.
Techno noticed Tubbo and Tommy watching the arguing celestial beings while eating cookies. They occasionally giggled at parts and forfeited a cookie to the other whenever Bad spoke about something.
Techno also noted a short-haired woman sipping on a flask while watching the display with amusement.
He sighed, must he be the voice of reason?
Techno marched over, though the bickering buffoons didn't even notice the oncoming demon, and lifted Wilbur off the ground by the back of his shirt.
Usually Wilbur would be slightly taller than him, but the angel had chosen the form of a teenager and thus being shorter.
How Techno wished he still had his transformation powers. Alas, a demon can only have but one human form. Stupid angel punishments.
"Wha- Hey!" Will started to squirm, occasionally attacking Techno's expressionless face.
"Hey Bad, I came to pick up Tubbo," Techno said, ignoring the angel.
"Not until you agree that this muffin head is wrong about weapons!" Bad folded his hands, giving a look to Will.
"Tek," Will pleaded, "C'mon, bud! Y'know me, I'm responsible."
He raised an eyebrow in response, "You mow the lawns, bird brain."
That insult seemed to strike cord with the drinking woman, getting up from her seat and leaning a little closer.
The pink-haired demon sighed, "Weapons are pretty cool and Tubbo does need the training." A sideways glance was thrown at Tubbo, who just chomped on a cookie happily.
Bad stuck his nose up in pride, "That's right! Get muffin-ed Will!" Wilbur began muttering under his breath, annoyed.
"So... Imma get Tubbo now. And I guess this idiot too."
"What did you call-!" Wilbur was about to retaliate when Techno suddenly let go of him, having him fall to the grass on his face. By the time he got up from the ground, Techno was carrying Tubbo in his hands and was ready to go home.
Bad snickered a little at the sight, the man behind the London Fires was carrying a potential antichrist as if he was his own son. Will noticed it too, but was use to seeing the softer side of the demon.
What a good guardian, Bad thought.
"Heh," Techno said in his Technoblade way— to which everyone who knew him knew— "What're you looking at?"
He waved it off, "Nothing, you ragamuffin. Have a good night."
Techno grunted as a response and left, Will following him while yelling complaints.
Tubbo waved Tommy off, who of witch Bad was ushering back to the house. Besides, he had a scolding to do.
Skeppy also said his goodbyes to the both of them— some more kinder than others— and left to his own house.
While walking back to his house, his hands in his sewn-on pockets, Skeppy thought of what happened.
Not one day without something wired going on. Why did Wilbur even come over? That prick. At least he got to save Tommy. Still a dipshit though.
He had one last thought before opening his front door.
Techno's more pink than I thought he'd be.
That was a messy chapter honestly. I wanted all of them to meet but I also hate writing group dialogue. That's mostly why I got Bad and Techno to talk a lot.
I mostly like pairs talking tbh.
Well yeah, some stuff happened this and more potential antichrist stuff! Next chapter's definitely going to be Tommy and Tubbo, and maybe Techno and Will afterwards.
Till next Time!
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