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“If you wish to defeat me, you must train for another hundred years.” The dull tone of a fallen king rang in TommyInnit’s ears as he sighed in annoyance.
“You don’t get it! I’m not here to fight! I want you on my team, my squad, if you will.” Tommy grinned from ear to ear, puffing up his chest to appear more ‘buff’ and ‘superior’, as he often proclaimed himself to be.
The bars lighting was definitely working in Technoblade’s favour, giving him more of an intimidating appearance to go on top of his already intimidating appearance, which was bullshit luck, in Tommy’s eyes.
It didn’t matter though, he’d convince The Blade and then his team would finally be complete!
“I will not.” Technoblade sighed in annoyance, as he kept his eyes trained onto the small child that somehow had found him, before his eyes slowly drifted to the bard standing at his side. “Anyways, what is he doing here?”
“Do you not know, Technoblade? This is my good pal, my chum, my second in command, it is THE WilburSoot—“ Tommy began on his ramble, which Wilbur quickly to a stop to with a simple hand wave.
“I ask because I don’t know how you got any allies with a personality like that.” Technoblade was cold as he slumped an arm against the bar’s table, he truly thought this would be the end of the conversation.
“He’s not going to leave you alone if you don’t at least humour him.” Wilbur warned as Tommy let out a series of spluttered offended noises.
“You— I—“ Tommy glared at Wilbur. “I am the team leader, you can’t talk to me like that! You dare talk to—“
“He doesn’t shut up, does he?” Technoblade wished that for once the bar would get louder, as if he could block out the duo that easily.
“Nah.” Wilbur laughed, a snarky grin growing across his face. “But it would be useful to have someone as equipped with a sword as you.”
Technoblade scoffed. “Now you use flattery on me? You truly believe that flattery alone would persuade me?”
The duo went silent as Wilbur glanced at Tommy. “I’d also be inviting you to spend all your time tormenting Tommy, if that’s a bonus.”
“What?!” Tommy shrieked, gaining a few glances as he quickly glanced back, as Wilbur and Techno exchanged a look.
“You truly think I’d join your ragtag team just to bully some child?” Techno shifted in his seat.
Tommy frowned. “I’m not some kid. I’m just half your age, old man.” Tommy mumbled as Technoblade continued to stare down the duo.
Silence permeated the air as Techno swung his sword behind his back. “I’m in.” Technoblade calmly swung out of his seat, as Wilbur grinned and Tommy lost it.
“What?! We’re going to have THE Technoblade?! Wait, is this so you can bully me or is this because you sensed how much of an alpha male I am and—“
Technoblade let out a humoured hum, his eyes scanning the room once again before eventually landing on the rambling child. “So, there’s only one demand I make if you want to have me on your side.”
“Any— Uh, ask away.” Tommy attempted to remain calm, though anyone with half a brain cell could see the excitement radiating off the kid.
“I am the king. I want to lead.” Technoblade commanded, as Wilbur laughed.
“Good luck trying to convince Tommy to acce—“ Wilbur ran his hand through his hair, letting out a breathless laugh.
“Yes. Sure.” Tommy’s immediate reply shocked both of them, he seemed pretty self assured that he was the leader.
Tommy just honestly couldn’t believe it. He had his own team again, and he’d make sure that everything went to plan. Everything would be okay!
“Lets get out of here. I don’t think that Tommy is old enough to be in a bar anyway.” Wilbur laughed, as Tommy began to grow red with rage.
“I’ll have you know that I am sixteen, and—“ Tommy sighed, realising that he had no way of winning this battle. “You two suck.”
“Now.. kid. That’s no way to talk to your leader.” Technoblade smirked as he messed his coat, standing up as Wilbur and Tommy headed to the door.
Technoblade followed after them, his eyes once again scanning the room. He usually wasn’t this interested in rooms, however, a pair of beady eyes had been following the trio since they arrived.
Techno decided to hurry their pace. “We should head to the main hall, they should have some tasks there from other people, we can complete some of those.”
Tommy groaned. “Where’s the glory in that?” His question resulted in both of the older men glaring him down, and Tommy shut up.
They headed to the main hall, which was quite the walk, so they decided to finally formally introduce themselves, with little prompting from Techno.
“So.. who are my new teammates?” Techno attempted to humor the duo, as Tommy rapidly coughed to gain their attention.
“I am THE TommyInnit, hold your applause— I JUST left my knight training, and I’m ready to make my mark on the world, and prove myself as the mightiest warrior who ever lived!” Tommy grabbed a hidden sword from his holster, eagerly swinging it up just so he’d look cool.
The men stared at the sword in silence, judgment running wild in Technoblade’s eyes.
“Why is it so short?” Wilbur asked Technoblade just a little bit too loudly, causing Tommy to huff as he hugged the sword.
“As a matter of fact, I broke it battling a great beast.” Tommy quickly moved the sword back into his holster as Technoblade shook his head, already regretting this idea.
“Anyways.. I’m WilburSoot, as you both know. You may have heard of me through my musical endeavours.” Wilbur waves a hand, slightly embarrassed, not because he didn’t want to brag, but because..
“Ah. You’re the one who accidentally turned a village to chaos because you played a love song..?” Techno questioned, as Wilbur grimaced, which meant that, yeah, he definitely did.
“I’d rather not mention it.” Wilbur laughed awkwardly as they finally made it to the wide town hall, which was currently bustling with all types of people.
“We should split up. That way we can get thrice times the tasks.” Techno piped up, as Wilbur and Tommy nodded slowly. It probably was for the best, after all, what could go wrong?
As the trio split up, they all wondered if it was right to trust the others by themselves.
Tommy looked around, as he headed to the wall of tasks, scanning them all for something kick ass; a brilliant start for the worlds most brilliant knight, and his squad.
Tommy smugly ran his fingers through his hair, smirking to himself as he stared at the board. These tasks seemed pretty decent, Tommy was certain he could make this work..!
“Hey kid.” A gruff voice called out, causing Tommy to look up at a somewhat familiar face..? He didn’t know this was, maybe he had seen him before?
“Yeah?” Man, this dude’s breath stank. Tommy’s nose wrinkled as he attempted to feign politeness. “What’s up?”
“You looking for a task? The lean, stick looking guy moved closer to Tommy, who dropped the facade of politeness.
“Alright mate, back it up.” He put his hands out to push the guy, irritation beginning to grow on Tommy and the strangers face.
“I may be looking for a task for Tommy and Friends, but if you get any closer, I won’t hesitate to deck you.” Tommy threatened, much to the strangers annoyance.
The stranger seemed to have underestimated the Innit, and for that, he’d pa—
“I have a task for you, however, we cannot talk about it here. All I ask is that you go to a certain location.”
...Wow. This guy really underestimated the Innit and his newfound team. “You really dare underestimate us? What location and what reward?”
“Do you know the bakery three towns over? It’s famous for its enchanted meat pies.” The man explained, as Tommy shook his head slowly.
“No? Why would I have the world mapped out? I just got out of my training, Jesus, isn’t that obvious—“ Tommy muttered in annoyance as the man stared down at him.
“Hm.. Sorry. It’s fine. Just meet at Blakefields Bakery. Ask for a blueberry shortcake. He’ll know what you mean.”
Tommy shrugged. “What’s in it for me?” He questioned, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the stranger.
“Oh.. Well-“ The stranger was cut off by Wilbur, who was calling out for Tommy.
Tommy quickly whipped his head around, looking for the sound of the voice.
“Kid? Kid?” Techno calls out, having raised his voice a single octave for Tommy.
Tommy had only looked away for a second, but when he looked back.. the stranger was gone.
...Huh. Well, that was fucking weird.
Tommy grinned, rushing up to Wilbur. “I’m here!” He declared with a grin, as Wilbur grinned back, rolling his eyes.
“We should’ve left while he wasn’t around.” Techno spoke calmly as he seemed to just appear behind Wilbur.
“Wh-“ Wilbur whipped his head around, relaxing when he noticed the king. “I swear you were just over there..” He mumbled, before shrugging it off.
“Anyways.. We got a pretty kickass task.” Wilbur put both of his hands behind his head, grinning. “Apparently there’s a thief in the next town over.. We should check it out.”
Tommy nodded eagerly. “Fuck yeah! Lets get going!”
Technoblade sighed. “Do we have a map? Or.. any type of supplies?”
Tommy grinned as he attempted to loop arms with Techno. “Where’s the fun in that? I mean, you’re the group leader, so it’s your responsibility—“
Technoblade calmly swooped his arm away, realising why this team was a bad idea. “Don’t make me quit.”
Tommy’s eyes widen as he moved his hands in front of his body, attempting to just calm Techno down.. even if he was more calm then Tommy.
“No, no, no! We’re best buds, chums, amigos. Lets just get going! What should we do first, Wilbur?”
“Well.. I guess the best first option would be to get some rest.” Wilbur pointed out, as the trio silently realised how late it had gotten.
“Ugh.. fine. We can discuss what we can do tomorrow..” Technoblade sighed, irritation clear in his face. “But we aren’t staying here. We might as well hit the road already.”
“What about supplies?” Wilbur questioned. “I don’t think we’re equiped for this yet.”
Techno shakes his head in disappointment. “Tsk, Tsk... You should learn to think on your feet. One day, you might not have shops to help you.”
“Jeez, do you always talk like you’re hundreds of years old?” Tommy questioned , resulting in another deathly glare.
“...We should head out.” Wilbur walked in between the duo, as Tommy gasped.
“Will you play us a song?” Tommy moves up to Wilbur, eyes glistening from excitement.
“...No.” Wilbur denied, as Tommy sighed, and the trio began to walk.
And so began the dumbest alliance alive.