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When a two fifteenth century teenagers follow a mysterious singer, they get sucked into a world of magic they never knew. Tommy thought this would just be another day...
Tw : This book dose mention religion as it dose take place in a time when that is important. It isn't a big factor or plot point. This warning will be on the first three chapters, The characters are not religious, but churches are mentioned ect.
Third Person (Technoblade Focus)
The tall male, known as Technoblade, grunted as he started to walk. For children, they where quite heavy, for adults maybe not so much. It was less weight that made him let out the disgruntled noise, but the kicking.
"Let me go you bumbling oaf!" The younger of the two screamed.
"Nahhh," Technoblade said, readjusting the two. He was carrying them both in the air as he walked .
"Excuse me, sir?" Tubbo asked in a quiet tone.
"Heh?" He asked, stopping for a moment.
"May I walk along side you? This might rip my clothing and my mother made it herself. I would really appreciate if it could stay unharmed. I promise not to run, as you still have my friend. Also that would be very rude," he said.
Surprisingly, Tubbo found himself being lowered down to the ground.
"Ok kid, but stay next to me and keep a hold on my braid. I'm not losing one of you gremlins out here," Techno huffed. Tubbo gave a little salute. He saw the still swaying pink braid in the back and gently took the end. Techno smiled slightly to himself. It brought up a memory of when his 'twin', they called themselves that though they weren't related by blood, was being chaotic. Some times he would swipe at his braid when Technobalde was shaking his head. It was a dodge game between the two.
Another memory was when he had been left in charge of three children. Why him of all people? Wilbur was having a party and Techno, being the antisocial crap he was, would rather be on babysitting duty than go. So that's how he ended up with three little sibling of his brothers friends. And surprisingly, he wasn't a bad influence. When they had walked through the road, he had two kids hold a hand and the third his braid. Not the best choice, but one that he made because the author wanted to give some Technoblade memories.
"Thank you!" Tubbo said with a grin.
"Oi! Why dose he get let down and not me?" Tommy screamed.
"Want to be let down? Ok then," Technoblade said. He grabbed the kids ankeles , letting him almost fall behind him. This let him drag along in the air, like how you hold an insured person, yet with much less support. (See the image below for reference)
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