Swallow Your Affection

Insight

Techno wasn't sure what had come over him recently.

What had come over the voices.

They were annoying as it was, but every single fucking time he tried to have a regular conversation with a certain new recruit- they went absolutely ballistic.

It was old news at this point- but it was so-... ARGH-

Even after he would leave her alone- they carried on with their antics- unnecessarily loud and overbearing- only farther hyped up by any small interactions they could witness.

It was annoying.

Like thousands of flies buzzing past his ears.

And when the excitement for her passed? Their call for blood was even louder-

Like they were frustrated he wasn't giving them what they wanted-

The arm wrestle?? They couldn't stop chanting about how 'smol' she was- because apparently they liked that fact a lot-

Picking her up? Great. They got louder- and they got even more encouraged to get even louder-

Tommy could taunt him all Tommy wanted, but the moment she started taunting him?

He crumbled almost immediately- he physically couldn't stop himself from doing what she said- and it was horrible- and disgusting- but seeing her smile made him feel so sickeningly happy- that-

No.

He needed to put distance between each other.

Just because she was so willingly ready to return gifts for gifts didn't mean she would hold the same value towards him as he would her- neither did the fact that she laughed at his jokes- or asked about his well being- or even cared--

Point be said- he couldn't catch a break.

Not a single break- and if he did- it was when he brutally killed something and felt the rush of victory wash over him and briefly, ever so briefly, satiated the itching of his mind.

Giving in to the voices only made them louder. So spilling blood just made them hungrier in the long run.

Forget trying to catch momentary breaks.

If he wanted to fully find rest- he'd have to....

Retire or something-

Maybe that sounded good.

Maybe he should try that once Pogtopia finally gets rid of that unsightly thing called a government.

When the sixteenth rolled around- the voices were excited- obviously.

They were so excited to watch everyone's reactions to what Techno had done- and Techno allowed himself the smallest inkling of pride at what was accomplished.

Everyone would be protected.

Giving things to people always soothed something in him that he didn't know needed to be soothed- so seeing people happy about the supplies was good.

Wilbur didn't take any of the armor he made- and he wouldn't lie in saying that made him just the smallest amounts... disheartened-

Because Techno made it for him- and was it not good enough? Was he not good enough?

But then came her.

He tugged her away- and of course such a neutral person didn't know how to put armor of all things on-

So of course he had to help-

And of course he had to give her regen potions after-

And of course she thanked him- it's human decency-