#fireworkstwt

It's a good friend of mine's birthday today so this one's for him!

“What!?” he barked, and Tubbo only smiled brightly, completely ignoring the bloodthirst that was washing over him at that very moment. “Say something before I sever your head from your body.”  “I came to ask you for a favor, Technoblade,” Tubbo spoke, and Techno’s hand instantly went to the doorknob, fully intending to close the door again, this time for good. Within seconds, Tubbo’s tone changed. “No, not a favor! Um- I would like to purchase your services!”  “My what now?” Techno shot him a look of ‘what are you talking about’ and ‘I have better things to do’, but his hand fell back to his side, no longer threatening to end the conversation abruptly.   “What I wanted to ask is-” Tubbo opened up his bag that was resting by his feet, shuffling through the contents of it. Finally, he pulled out a thin notebook, and, with a proud smile, looked Technoblade right in the eyes – well, as well as he could; he did have to crane his neck to look at him. “-I wanted you to teach me piglin. Just the basics, I don’t need a full course, I just need things like thank you, please, sorry, you know, the bare minimum.” he spoke fast, not allowing Techno to cut him off. The taller man blinked once, then twice. That was the last thing that he expected Tubbo to ask; he thought it would be a mercenary contract, or a hit, or even a building request, but a class on his native language?

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Oneshot; 1/1 Content Warnings: Fluff, More Fluff, Temporary Truce, White Lies Characters: Tubbo, Technoblade, Michael (Mentioned)

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Sketch commission for a friend!