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    Snake Eyes: the worst possible result; a complete lack of success

     

    "Sunshine, where did you go?"
    Tommy tightens his grip over his mouth, desperate to keep any sound from escaping.
    "I don't think he's left yet. I can't find any scent outside," one of them replies. The first lets out a frustrated sound.
    "Then where is he? Why haven't we found him?!"
    "Easy, Will. There's only so many places he could be hiding. We'll find him eventually."

     

    Tommy has been dragged into the literal snake pit. If he doesn't escape now, he never will.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    The morning frost thaws quickly under the sun's waking rays. The light crawls across the cross, white giving way to the dulled green underneath.

    The forest is silent. Just as it always is. No birds sing morning greetings. Any critters that dare cross the undergrowth are careful not to make a sound.

    In this forest, in this world, life has learned to hide.

    It's a fact that Tommy has been forced to learn the hard way. His body, once soft and unblemished, now holds permanent reminders of how cruel this wide world really is.

    It's nothing like the Valley. Where avians branch tree to tree, chattering and laughing, waking the neighboring flocks. Where squirrels are so bold as to crawl into your nest and burrow for warmth in the winters. Where the food is plentiful and the struggles are limited.

    The Valley is home. Tommy misses his home more than anything.

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    Technoblade gives Tommy a long look. Then, he shakes his head. "Fine. Whatever. A runt is…something precious. It's- hm, it's difficult to explain in common." He glances at the other piglin grunting a repetitive sound for a moment.
    "Runts are piglins that are smaller than average. Much smaller. They're meant to be cared for. Healthy runts mean a healthy bastion. They're meant to me cherished," the brute pauses before adding on, "they're a good thing."
    "Then why the fuck are you calling me that? I'm not a piglin."
    Technoblade exchanges another glance with the other piglin. The latter nods with a determined look in his eyes. Technoblade sighs as he turns back to Tommy.
    "My friend here is of the opinion that you're a hybrid. A piglin hybrid."
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    Tommy should really pay better attention to his surroundings. Otherwise, he might not have ended up abducted by a pack of piglins and dragged back to their base.

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    Tommy has always been the fighter.

    He has never been the fought for, and he knows it, with every whisper Tubbo directs at Ranboo, with every glance thrown his way- Tommy knows, the way he wishes he didn't, that they think he's dead.

    If they're so convinced he's still dead, maybe the one good thing left he can do for them is die.

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    Or, Tommy gets addicted to being dead and thinks that nobody cares about him. The people who very much do try to pull him back from the brink before Dream can't resurrect him anymore.

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    “No.” Techno says it immediately and the lady looks like there’s already a thousand excuses on the tip of her tongue. “I’ll pass.”

    “The owner of this ship made it clear they were—”

    “We’re not taking any kids.”

    “It’s only one.”
    If Techno was a weaker man he might have fallen for her manipulation.

    “That’s far too many.” Techno shakes his head dismissively and when the woman whistles, two fingers to her mouth, he can’t do anything but stare.

    “Tommy, come here.”
    And then he sees it. The child.

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    OR A fic where Techno's ship comes into the unwilling possession of one touch-starved human child.
    Panic, learning experiences, and a whole lot of fluff ensues.

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