you are a witch living alone for 500 years. you are happy in your life until one annoying young blonde comes along and makes a ruckus. you don't know that him and his family are the royals of the Antarctic land and he Turnes your life around when yo...
He rode up through the town, smiling uncontrollably. He got to the gate and the guards let him in. he walked your horse into the stables, where he got his stuff and packed it away in your room.
He found his family in the garden, laughing at will.
"stop guys, this isn't funny." He said.
"what happened?" tommy asked,
"I got an arrow stuck in the tree and they refuse to help me!!!" he said angry.
"ill get it then." Tommy said.
They looked at him sceptically and technoblade was stopping himself from laughing at tommy then and there. Tommy rolled his eyes and went to the base of the tree.
The gapped at him as they saw him weaving through branches at an impossible speed. He looked down at him and smirked, he was using just enough power to help him, but not enough to raise suspicion.
He felt his foot slip and put a little air platform under him. Luckily, no one noticed, they just were shocked that he was weaving like this. When he reached the arrow, he threw it down making sure it did hit them.
'IS HE EVEN HUMAN' Wilbur thought.
'how the fuck does he do that?' technoblade questioned.
'I need a coffee' Phil sighed.
It was lunch time, and they went to the kitchens to odder food and found tommy cooking. They didn't know that y/n taught him how to cook.
"OK WHATS GOING ON?" Wilbur yelled.
"whatever do you mean Wilbur?"
"don't be immature Wilbur, people change." Tommy replied.
Wilbur was about to retaliate but Phil put his hand on his shoulder.
"boys, you mother is waiting, tommy take your food to her and let's sit to eat."
They agreed and went to sit with mumza. They started talking and they were all shocked when they tasted tommy's food. It was really good. They kept talking and when tommy was finished, he took his dished to the servants kitchen and went to his room after saying goodnight.
He looked up at his ceiling and thought about his life and social expectations. He grabbed a note book and started to write about his feelings before bed. He ended writing up a poem. To learn while
still a child What this life is meant to be. To know it goes beyond myself, It's so much more than me. To overcome the tragedies, To survive the hardest times. To face those moments filled with pain, And still, manage to be kind. To fight for those who can't themselves, To always share my light. With those who wander in the dark, To love with all my might. To still stand up with courage, Though standing on my own. To still get up and face each day, Even when I feel alone. To try to understand the ones That no one cares to know. And make them feel some value When the world has let them go. To be an anchor, strong and true, That person loyal to the end. To be a constant source of hope To my family and my friends. To live a life of decency, To share my heart and soul. To always say I'm sorry When I've harmed both friend and foe. To be proud of whom I've tried to be, And this life I chose to live. To make the most of every day By giving all I have to give. To me, that's what this life should be, To me, that's what it's for. To take what God has given me And make it so much more To live a life that matters, To be someone of great worth. To love and be loved in return And make my mark on Earth.
This is what he wanted, what he thought about before he went to sleep.
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