Apples of the Earth: A Technoblade x Reader (Discontinued </3)

Chapter 3: A Bride

Light poured into the room through the large windows as Technoblade groggily opened his eyes. The curtains on either side of the balcony's entrance swayed in the wind. Techno laid there for a moment and just took in the calmness of the morning: the chirping of sparrows, slight changes in lighting as clouds drifted past the sun, and the smell of his bed sheets. "Why do they always smell like apples? Are they washed in cider?", he thought aloud to himself. He spent a while just sat in bed letting his mind bounce between thoughts until he eventually forgot what he was originally thinking about. He tossed his sheets to the side, stretching his arms upwards before getting out of bed and heading straight into the attached bathroom.

If there was one thing that always managed to make a day feel like it'll go well, it was the fact that there was always a freshly cleaned outfit Techno would wear alongside his cloak ready for him next to the warm bath. Discarding his nightwear on the floor, he slowly slipped into the tub, the water instantly loosening his muscles while also making him fell more awake. While washing his hair, he thought about the smell of the bed sheets and looked over at the bottle of soap he washes with. He reached over and gave it a smell. As he suspected, alongside the faint smell of chamomile was the stronger scent of apples. "How did I never notice that?", he asked himself before continuing to rinse the soap out of his hair. The water in the tub was surprisingly still warm as Techno finished bathing, so he stayed sat in the bath for a few moments longer before remembering Phil needed to speak with him, so he reluctantly stepped out of the bath and finished getting ready.

"It's barely been an hour and already my day is full of apples.", he thought to himself after grabbing said fruit from the kitchen as a quick breakfast. His curly hair, tied in a low ponytail, bounced on his back, his sword tapped against his thigh and his cloak swayed as he walked down the hallway to the throne room. Opening the door, he saw only Philza and Tommy in the room. "Tommy? Surprised to see you here for something that isn't mandatory.", he commented, to which Tommy responded "Tubbo was busy and I was bored, so here I am." After this, Techno's attention was redirected to Phil who sat on his throne with a smile. "Good morning, Techno. Since you're here now, I may as well start.", he began. "Techno. As you already know, the plan is for you to take the throne, but there's something you'll have to think about. A strong king needs a queen by his side to support him."

Techno's eyes widened as Philza finished. "No. I already know what you're gonna say and I'm saying no. There's no way.", Techno rambled before Phil began speaking again. "Let me finish, mate. No, I'm not talking about arranging a marriage. Those aren't destined to go well (I would know). You do need to find a wife though. I'm not going to influence you to pick a certain person, so I trust you'll be mature enough to find someone to marry.", he explained, but Techno was still against it. He kept bringing excuses for why he doesn't need a queen, but Philza just sat and listened. "Techno, my friend-", Tommy began in a terrible accent, but was cut off by Techno saying "Not now Tommy this is serious." Before Philza could try to convince him it wasn't a bad thing, Techno turned and began to leave. "I need to be alone.", was all he said as he left the throne room, Phil quickly giving up on trying to bring him back. "When he's ready, we can talk.", he told himself.

Techno didn't know how to feel, where to go, or where he was going as he quickly paced down the hallways, taking random lefts and rights until he found himself outside the castle. Looking ahead, he saw the forest going as far as the eye could see to the left and right. Desperate to be alone with his thoughts, he took a brisk pace and went straight towards the treeline and further until he was no longer visible amongst the trees. He pushed branches aside and kept walking forward, sometimes snapping a large amount of branches so he would know which way lead back to the castle. After a while, he notices he was approaching a clearing, and his mind went blank for a moment as he took in the scene in front of him.

In front of him was a small pond, about the size of a large horse-drawn carriage. The surface of the water shined as if it were made of crystal, surrounded by a bed of mossy pebbles with a larger rock, about the size of a stool, protruding from the side. The sunlight peeked through branches around the pond, giving the place an ethereal feel. Stepping forward, Techno's foot tossed a loose pebble into the water, sending ripples throughout the surface to make it seem like the rock had been sent to another world. The smell of damp earth filled his nose and bird songs could be heard in the distance. The whole place seemed to have a chill, a strong contrast to the warm, crisp coniferous trees that he had emerged from. The forest seemed full of variety, yet simple. Running his hand over the large rock, Techno found it was dry and smooth to the touch, so there he sat.

Even when surrounded by such a beautiful place, his thoughts were still there at the back of his mind, constantly making its presence known until it could receive some recognition. The moment his mind brought forth the thoughts, it was like a barrier broke and a wave of thoughts began to drown him. They slowly went from the idea of marriage, to the idea of love, until eventually the thoughts were just him questioning who on earth would love him: the half pig creature who for some reason was brought into the royal family instead of being abandoned to die. Techno knew what was said to Philza when he was found. People said he was a monster who would grow up to kill, they said he was destined to bring forth the downfall of the kingdom.

He was brought back from wallowing in self pity when he heard something: quick, short breaths accompanied by the sound of multiple pairs of feet. There were people approaching very quickly, so Techno tensed, ready to defend himself from whoever was approaching. Then she entered the clearing: a girl with (e/c) that Techno would never forget.