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Technoblade finally arrives back at his castle after returning from his month-long adventure. The familiar site relaxed his tense shoulders, that is, until he heard footsteps rapidly approach him. He swung around instinctively as he was still on high alert from his journey.
"TECHNOOOOO!"
Techno's eyes widened to see a blonde child sprinting towards him with open arms. He backed up to side step, but realised it had indeed been quite some time since he saw a familiar face, so instead, he let the small child tackle him to the ground.
"Techno!" The child laughed in excitement. "Hey big man! So what brings you back? Did you miss my alpha male aura? I mean, I don't blame you. Everybody loves being around the great Tommyinnit, and I would too if I were you."
Technoblade snickered at being instantly bombarded with Tommy's loud ramble. He pulled himself off the ground and sat up, resting his chin on the palm of his hands. "Tommy," Techno interrupted. "I'm going to send you back to the orphanage if you don't be quiet."
Tommy gave him his usually shocked look. He was often teased by everyone: his friends, family, and even strangers. The boy took a second before inhaling to raise his volume to protest, but Wilbur walked in behind them just before the blonde could get a chance.
"Eyyy Technoblade!" Wilbur exclaimed with a smile.
"Helllooooo" Techno greeted.
"What a nice surprise. When did you get back?"
Technoblade spread his arms out to indicate the fact that Tommy and himself were both currently on the ground probably meant that he had just gotten back. Wilbur raised his eyebrows and upon realising the gesture, he let out a small chuckle.
"Oh. Well aren't you two having fun." Techno sighed deeply and Tommy gave him an annoyed look. "I'll be back. I'm going to get Philza back from the woods. He's going to be so happy to see you after such a long time. You know what? We're going to celebrate your return. Oh, and Tommy..."
Tommy tilted his head back to look at his older brother. "What?"
"I can't remember if you've finished the essay I set out for you since... I don't know... Last week. I don't suppose you've already handed it in to m-"
Before Wilbur could finish, Tommy scrambled up and started to run towards the stone stairs. "Would you look at the time, Big T? I would play with you right now, but I'm going to be the bigger man and leave you alone." In a few seconds, Tommy was out of site. The two older brothers exchanged an amused look before they parted ways.
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The sun sunk below the horizon, darkness spread across the land with only the stars twinkling in the night sky and a lit up palace on the ground below. Techno sat back in his majestic chair on the one end of the table, facing Philza's seat. He leans back and stares at the empty seat while Tommy was running around setting up the dining table. Wilbur had just finished preparing for the feast, and Techno could tell as aromas sneaked its way out of the kitchen door. A sudden thud snapped him towards the direction of the kitchen. There, Wilbur walked in balancing four dishes in both arms. Just as the pink hair settled down from the loud noise, he heard another thud coming from the entrance. After a couple seconds, he saw Philza running into the dining room to greet his old friend. To the brothers, Philza was like a father figure to them, and without question, Techno was very pleased to see him.
"Techno, you're back! Wow, what timing. You had to come back when I'm out and about. Man, it's great to have you back!" Philza walked towards the red cloaked man and pulled him into a hug. Usually people would reciprocate a hug, but not Techno. He was too socially awkward to bring himself to do such an... affectionate act. Philza looked over towards Wilbur and Tommy and tilted his head. "What are you staring at me for? Come on. It's been a while... Group hug!"
Tommy ran and jumped onto the duo while the brunette casually walked towards them, being dragged into the warm embrace. They had been hugging for quite some time, and Techno opened his mouth to complain but decided against it. He let his family have their way this time. After the hug disbanded, the pink hair raised a question that had been bothering for the past two minutes when everyone sat down on their respective seats.
"I appreciate the new music genre you guys are trying to push forward, but I wouldn't mind if you guys opened doors a bit more quietly." Philza chuckled at his buddy's usual sarcasm.
"Hey, I was just excited to see you again." The man in the green hat argued.
"I'm sure Wilbur was very excited to carry the food to the table. Could you imagine the adrenaline in his body when he-" Before he could finish, the brunette cut in.
"Oh, shut up."
All of Techno's teasing made Tommy chime in into the conversation. "You should've seen Wilbur humming back there. God he looked so-"
"Shut up Tommy." Wilbur interrupted again.
"Yeah, shut up Tommy." Techno agreed.
"What they said." Even Philza joined in making fun of the child.
"But you didn't even let me fini-" Tommy started, but was immediately cut off by all three simultaneously saying "Tommy, shut up." This sent the young one flying into rage. Picking up his fork, he elevated himself on his chair to rant about how he was always the one being picked on. The others more or less ignored his tantrum and started to dig in into the feast Wilbur had prepared.
The night went on full of laughter and joy. A warm feeling tingled inside of Techno knowing he could always return to a welcoming home no matter how long nor how far he journeyed. As midnight approached, the warm feeling was replaced by a second of dread. He didn't know what could have caused this, but he didn't really care either. He had to plan for what he would do for the duration of his stay back home. He couldn't sleep anyways after the energy his family had projected onto him. Tomorrow would be a good day, he reassured himself.