Greamno and MCYT Oneshots

Stack 'o chapters (oneshot)

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Sorry I had to

I made y'all fluff ok

You get some fluff mixed in.

Technoblade was a figure of chaos and destruction.

While Grian was Chaotic Good, Techno was the very definition of Chaotic Neutral; whatever he wanted to do, he did. He leaned towards Chaotic Evil quite a lot in his time.

So it was almost unheard of for him to be nice to enemy's.

So when he got together with Dream and Grian, the community where surprised to say the least.

What the community didn't know, however, was that Greamno was a thing two years before Dream even officially met Technoblade.

(Timelines must be on something man)

So it was fair to say the media didn't see every side to Techno, the 'cold-blooded killer' of the Minecraft Realm.

If he was so cold-blooded then why was he serving hot chocolate on a snowy day next to a fire place?

In his defence, he loved both of the players very much.

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He didn't know how it had happened, just one minute Grian was commenting on being a little chilly and the next minute Techno had a stack of cocoa powder.

He mixed the stuff together with a spoon, making sure Grian's had extra marshmello's, and Dreams marshmello's had his face painted on them.

He had to throw in one joke or another. If he didn't, he wouldn't be Technoblade!

He could hear giggling coming from the living room, which meant nothing good. Techno grabbed the mugs and did one trip with the three mugs.

He walked in, only to find that they'd made a blanket out of two of his cloaks.

Grian looked up at him innocently as Dream took off his mask, discarding it to the side as usual.

The fire crackled as it snowed outside,  the atmosphere was warm and cozy, and Techno couldn't help but admit that his velvety cloak made a good blanket.

Sighing, he sat down and handed them the mugs.

"Thaaank you!" Grian laughed, blowing on his warm drink.

"Hey what's with my marshmello's!?" Dream shouted, mocking offence.

"They look like you now."

"But there all melted and have 'bad at pvp' written in them."

"Yes I know."

He was gently whacked across the head with a bit of cloak.

"Pfft. Thanks, I guess." Dream laughed at him.

"No rest for the wicked."

Grian just burst out laughing, and Dream couldn't keep a grin off his face.

"What? What is it?"

"T h e w i c k e d." Grian cackled.

"I'm wicked!" Techno protested.

"You just servers us hit chocolate because bread was 'a little chilly'." Dream stared at him. "You used a stack of cocoa powder."

"Well he was chilly, wasn't he?" Techno promoted.

"Yeah, but you cant do that and then immediately proclaim yourself wicked." Dream rolled his eyes.

"I can do whatever I want." Techno grumbled, internally smiling. (tEcHnO yOuR mOuThEs NoT sUpPoSeD tO bE iN yOuR sToMaCh)

"Please don't?" Grian asked Techno, looking up with puppy dog eyes.

"God damnit Gri." Techno laughed, hugging him.

Ahhh, Christmas season was always fun.

ITS FUCKING CHRISTMAS TIME-

I'VE HAD MY SANTA HAT OUT SINCE OCTOBER-

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