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“...We left the ship back on the last planet.”

“Phil, we are literally hurtling through the depths of space in our spaceship right now. What are you talking about?”

“Nope.”

“Heh?”

“You know how Tommy is a shapeshifter?”

 

Or: My crack oneshots gained plot and ran away

*Formerly - Techno in Space Oneshots

Notes:

*tilts head* Crazy? I was crazy once...

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Don't Touch Anything

Chapter Text

Techno spun around in a circle for the 26th time, mindlessly scanning the common room for his missing book. He was pretty sure that Tommy had borrowed it after their last planet visit. However, after approximately 20 clicks of searching the ship, he’d resigned himself to waiting in the common room until Tommy decided to come out of hiding. 

 

The common room was decidedly the best room for spinning, with its wide open floor space behind the couch, free of any possible tripping hazards. It seemed that Phil had finally put away the mess of blankets that had been living on the couch. Interesting. 

 

Techno was just about to hold out his arms for the ultimate spinning experience when he spotted Phil standing in the doorway. Maybe he knew where Tommy was. 

 

One of the great things about space was that Techno could do just about anything that might be considered weird on Earth, and pass it off as a species/cultural difference. He came to a stop facing Phil and blinked his eyes a couple of times in an attempt to stop the spinning in his brain. Once he was sure he could walk in a straight line without making a fool of himself, he started towards Phil. 

 

“Hey, Phil. Have you seen Tommy around recently? I think he might have taken my book, but I can’t find him anywhere.” 

 

Phil’s feathers rustled slightly as he shifted nervously from foot to foot, “That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about. I’m going to tell you something right now and I need you to promise that you’re not going to freak out on me, alright mate?” 

 

Techno raised an eyebrow, “ You took my book?” 

 

Phil let out a squawk, “What?! No!” 

 

“Alright then, what is it?” 

 

“...We left the ship back on the last planet.” 

 

“Phil, we are literally hurtling through the depths of space in our spaceship right now. What are you talking about?” 

 

“Nope.” 

 

“Heh?” 

 

“You know how Tommy is a shapeshifter?”

 


 

And that, folks, is how Techno found himself walking through the halls of Tommy towards a Tommy medical room to distract Wilbur so that Phil could knock him out with a special screech since he hadn’t responded too well the last time this had happened. 

 

Techno let out a deep sigh as the door to the medical room came into view. Apparently, Phil’s ability required the element of surprise to work properly, and Techno was the bait. He pressed the button to the room, stifling a shiver as he did. Never in his life had he been so glad to be wearing gloves. 

 

Standing on the threshold to keep the door open for Phil, Techno could see Wilbur seated on the floor, sounding out a song on his cithstara. Techno cleared his throat and Wilbur glanced up at him in surprise. 

 

“Uh, I’m here for that…medical scan.” 

 

Wilbur practically shot into the air in excitement. He immediately dashed over to a large tube-like contraption and began pressing buttons. Techno grimaced as he watched him before realizing he’d forgotten to put in the earplugs that Phil had given him. Almost directly after this revelation, a sound like a tornado siren sounded in his right ear. Wil crumpled to the ground by the scanner as Phil appeared next to Techno. 

 

“Thanks, mate.” 

 

“No, problem.” 

 

Techno reached into his pocket and fished out the unused earplugs. 

 

“Here, you can have these back. I didn’t use them.” 

 

There were a couple of awkward seconds where Phil just stared at Techno before seeming to shake himself out of it and grab the earplugs. Once that was done, Techno marched forward and hefted Wilbur into his arms. 

 

The floor was not a good place for hyperspace travel.

Chapter 2: Look Twice

Notes:

Okay....chapter :3

So, I'm making some changes to the story.
I'm currently in the process of rewriting Chapter 8 of Things will get better so that the plot flows better and this fic will be renamed to Things are better and will have an actual plot.

I'm also putting a link in the end notes to a video I made of the backstory I have for Techno :P
Fair warning, I cannot draw and my editing skills are not great.
Check the description for a better idea of what's happening.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Techno grunted as his sword clashed against the Federation soldier’s own. He ducked, quickly deactivating his sword, and rolling behind a stack of crates as another blow came swinging towards his head. He prepared to rise and meet his attacker again, and came face to face with a squirrel. 

 

Not an alien that looked like a squirrel, as one might assume, but instead a full-blown Earth squirrel of the gray variety. 

 

It looked Techno right in the eyes, staring deep into his soul, and said in perfect English, “Can I have your sword?” 

 

It then proceeded to snatch Techno’s sword from his hands, leap over the crates, and begin fighting the soldier. Techno blinked in confusion a couple of times before scrambling to his feet. 

 

“Tommy?! You were supposed to stay on the ship!” 

 

As he rounded the corner, Techno was hit in the chest with his deactivated sword as it came flying out of nowhere. He quickly picked it up and looked down to see the squirrel sitting atop the severed torso of the soldier. 

 

The squirrel tilted its head, “My name’s Trevor, not Tommy. Not sure where you got that from.” 

 

Techno struggled to speak as rusty cogs screeched in his brain. 

 

He eventually settled on something to say, “Are you from Earth?” 

 

The squirrel named Trevor twitched its nose, “Yep! You and I met briefly on 21st Street when you swerved to avoid hitting me.” 

 

It stood on its hind legs and bowed deeply, “My life debt has been repaid.” 

 

“Heh?” 

 

“Well, I better get going. Those nuts won’t store themselves. Have a nice nap!” 

 

The squirrel scampered off and Techno blinked as the world began to tilt and become hazy. The next thing he knew, he was opening his eyes to Philza’s worried ones hovering over him. 

 

“Hey mate, glad you’re okay. You took a pretty nasty hit out there.” 

 

Techno groaned as he sat up, pressing his fingers to his temples, “Was the squirrel real?” 

 

“Not quite sure what “squirrel” is, but Wil said he gave you something to help you heal and that you might be a bit confused at first.” 

 

Techno closed his eyes as memories came rushing back to him. 

 

They snapped back open as he turned to look up at Phil, “Did we get the information you needed?” 

 

Phil let out a laugh, “Of course that’s the first thing you’re worried about. Yeah, we got it. We’re already en route to our next stop.” 

 

Techno let out a sigh as he leaned back, just now realizing that he was lying on his bed in his room. He was thankful it wasn’t the medical room. 

 

Phil patted him on the shoulder, “Get some rest mate, Tommy will be in later with some food.” 

 

With that, Phil headed out the door and Techno settled in with his mythology book. 

 

He was pretty sure he’d never swerved for a squirrel before.

 

Notes:

Techno Backstory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoTqfvj_2Q8
Make sure to read the description

Notes:

Yeah, so I said end of July, but I've been frantically cramming lines for a Julius Caesar production and haven't had much time to write. Performance is in a couple of days, so wish me luck!

Uh, I hope the weirdness level was okay. I'm not really sure if the next ones will be goofy or serious, it will honestly probably end up being a random mix. I have a lot of ideas :|

I'm going to be dropping my goal of updating every month now that the main fic is done, so I'm not sure when the next update will be. There are some other projects that I really want to work on, including an SBI superhero fic and stories for some other fandoms.

I love reading and responding to all of your comments and they mean so much to me. Thank you so much for reading my crazy little space fic and have a good day/night!

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