𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 || Dreamnoblade || Discontinued (?)

Chapter 11

Finn's POV:

"I thought I was your rival?!" Squid exclaimed dramatically. His voice was laced with both hurt and anger. "I can't believe this! And after all the potatoes we farmed?!"

Perhaps it was the way he spoke, or maybe it was the volume of it all. But this looked as if it were a scene straight out of a movie and Squid was the starring actor. His co-star, however, seemed more dazed than anything.

"Relaax Squid, you're actin' like it's a break-up," Techno drawled in response. His cheeks had a light dust of pink, indicating his tipsy state. "And if it were, I would've done it over letter, you know that."

He nonchalantly glanced down to his wineglass, admiring the dark liquid inside. Taking another sip, Techno continued his rant, blissfully unaware of Squid's reddening face.

"You stinking bozo! I-"

"Look, I respect you as a potato brother, but Dream actually beat me. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love watchin' you lose. Silver is a good color on you. It really is the highlight of my day when you-"

"OKAY TECHNO! You've had too much," Skeppy interrupted, reaching for the other's glass. Techno scowled for a second, before lifting the cup out of the shorter's reach. An uncharacteristic giggle fled from his lips.

"Techno, Phil told me to not even let you drink- STOP DOING THAT!"

Skeppy had attempted to snatch the glass again, but Techno just raised it higher, way above the other's head. He laughed mellowly, clearly dazed out of his mind.

Never let this man touch alcohol.

"If you wish to stop me," He hiccuped for a moment, "grow for another 100 years."

Skeppy's face froze for a second, processing those words. Upon realization, his face morphed into anger.

"I- EXCUSE ME?! What's that supposed to mean?!"

At this point, many curious eyes began wandering in our direction. The volume of it all had finally drew the attention of everyone else.

"Hey guys, you should really qui-" I started, attempting to interject.

"What are you goin' to do? Pile on top of Squid and hope to reach me?" Techno yawned softly, setting down his glass, "I could probably beat you both right now."

There was a hush with those words. An eruption of whispers spread through the entire halls, with eyes staring more than ever. Both Squid and Skeppy knew the implication of the message. It was a direct challenge from the Blood God himself.

For a moment, it was only silence. Everyone was peering over observantly, anticipating their next move. Huffing slightly, Squid took a step forward, meeting the gaze of his rival.

"Do you wanna go now?" He began, watching intently at the drunken man. From beside him, Skeppy loosened up, seeming to accept the challenge as well.

In response, Techno just shrugged lazily, glancing around for more alcohol. "Sure, why not?"

Perhaps the indifference was a result of liquid courage, however, it was intimidating nonetheless. And yet, neither Squid or Skeppy seemed to back down.

Interesting...

I smirked a little, leaning back to enjoy my front view seat.

"So, the yard?" Skeppy offered staring at the others. Squid nodded in confirmation.

Techno shrugged again, more nonchalantly than the first time, "Alright, I'll go get my swor-"

"No, you're not." A sudden voice interrupted, approaching us from behind. Their footsteps clacked almost angrily against the marble floor. Whilst Skeppy tensed, Techno seemed to perk up at the voice, glancing over tipsily.