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Wilbur held his bow tightly, carefully pulling back the string and aiming. He could hear rustling coming from the bush, so he stood, and waited for the perfect chance to shoot, and that came just a few short moments later. He let go of the string and the arrow shot into the rabbit’s head, killing it.
“Nice shot,” a deep voice said from behind Wilbur.
“Thanks,” Wilbur said, as he began walking over to grab the rabbit, it was small, but should be a good enough dinner for tonight, “so what brings you out here?”
“Just going on a walk, what about you?” the stranger replied.
“Just trying to get my dinner for tonight,” Wilbur said, turning to face the stranger. He had long pink hair tied back into a ponytail, his clothes were very nice, and Wilbur suddenly realized he was talking to prince Technoblade, “OH- I mean- your highness.”
“Don’t worry about formalities, just call me Techno.”
“Ok then.”
“Do you come out here to hunt your food every night?” Techno asked.
“Yeah, my family doesn’t really have the money to buy the food we need.”
“Y’know, you’d probably be a great addition to the royal guard, and I’m sure it’d pay enough to provide for your family.”
“Are you sure? Also isn’t being on the royal guard dangerous?”
“I mean, you were able to make the shot on that rabbit with just the rustling of that bush to go off of, and being on the guard is only dangerous when there’s a war or something, and there hasn’t been one in years, plus I’m sure I could convince the king to let you stay in the castle, if you do decide to join.”
Wilbur just stood there dumbfounded, “uh, thanks?.” Wilbur was just, silently freaking out.
Techno shrugged, “I never caught your name.”
“Oh, my name’s Wilbur Soot.”
“Nice to meet you,” Techno said, holding out his hand, Wilbur shook it.
“I should be heading back, think about what I said,” Techno said, before turning around and walking off.
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Wilbur was out early the next morning, he had some money and needed a new coat, it was coming closer to the winter months, and he desperately needed a new one, since his old one was ripped and heavily damaged, and would provide little protection against the cold. He walked into the marketplace, happy that he was early enough that there wasn’t much of a crowd, but not so early as to be here before any of the shops opened. There were a few people scattered about, at one stall a person was buying a hat, at another a bored looking worker was waiting for customers, and at another Technoblade was haggling with a shopkeeper.
Wilbur decided to not say anything to Techno, since he was probably busy, he just walked over to a stall that was selling some thick coats that looked to be in his price range. The cheapest one was the only one that Wilbur could afford, it wasn’t well made, some patches were quite clearly sewn on in a rush. After buying it he turned to leave when he heard a familiar voice.
“Wilbur?”
Wilbur turned to Techno, “Hey Techno.”
Techno looked at Wilbur then the coat he had just bought, “If you want i could buy you a better jacket.”
“No thank you.”
“Are you sure? The one you bought looks like it’s about to fall apart.”
“I mean, if you insist.”
About 15 minutes later Techno came back with a high quality coat, and handed it to Wilbur.
“Thank you, how can I repay you?”
“Don’t worry about it.” Techno said, beginning to walk off.
Wilbur also began walking home, as he did so, he decided he was going to join the royal guard, Techno said it would be a good idea, so why not?