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It was a … normal, day for Tommy! Definitely! Except for the maybe possible fact that he had gone to the nether and suddenly started presenting hybrid traits for a piglin.

Did he ever know he was a piglin hybrid before? No. He had always assumed he was an avian hybrid or something. Or better yet, not a hybrid, so he wouldn’t have to deal with a sudden change. But alas, this is what he was stuck with. At least he had his trusty cloak that was a gold color to, one, keep Piglins from bothering him. And two, keep himself hidden when he stole things like the little gremlin he is.

But like, aren’t Piglins fur meant to be pink? Not yellow? That’s what he had always learned at least. So why, in Lady Deaths name, was the little fur he did start growing a yellow? A little shiny too, like gold… Nope! No time for distraction! It’s probably just part of the transformation or something. For sure. He was a big man! He could handle this! No help needed!

Sure, maybe he picked up and shined any Nether gold he came across. Shhh. No one needs to know about his hoard.

Eventually he made it to a bastion, having picked up some gold to trade with. There were tons of other piglins there, some packs going around and trading, other hybrids talking about the overworld to excited piglets and pups or whatever young piglins were called, other species of hybrids or humans trading for rare Nether goods as well, and loners trying to explain why they didn’t need a pack to other piglins. Tommy was smart enough to have said he had just gotten lost and was going to wait for his pack that he definitely had here. Take that other losers who didn’t come up with the same idea! Hah!

Because he is obviously a big man and has a pack. And you definitely don’t need to look into it mister brute! He is a big man with a big pack looking for him, definitely!

Which somehow worked! So A+ for him at lying. And apparently his gold was top quality! He got someone to turn one of his nuggets into a ring for a portion of the gold nugget. And traded some of the rest for food and recourses. And maybe a little necklace because it looked cool and had a dagger design. Sue him and his instincts for cool things, he’ll win and steal YOUR GOLD! Ha!

All was going fine, snazzy actually, he managed to get away with stealing small portions of stuff like potions or tiny rings people dropped. Finders keepers! Until he saw… Techno. 

He hadn’t seen the man in a while! He was cool! But he didn’t want to accidentally mess with him or his instincts. Sure, Tommy had known him before, known of Techno’s obsession with Gold, Piglin traits and all. So, he might have avoided him slightly, sitting in a corner and snacking on some Warped Fungi that one of the Piglins had traded him. It wasn’t extremely filling but it was cheep and enough to get by, thank you.

Up until Techno notices him and decides that he was too young to be alone. The bastard.

“… Kid? What are you doing down here? Shouldn’t you be up at the Overworld? It’s dangerous for a runt like you here.” Techno said to Tommy with his monotone voice which was… surprisingly caring? Weird. Techno just stared at him, raising an eyebrow, standing there.

“I’m not a runt, Blade! I’m a big man! I just wanted to do some big man trading because I’m just that cool!” Tommy countered, puffing up his chest in pride. Techno huffing through his nose in amusement.

“You are most certainly a runt, kid. I can tell by your features.” Techno started, crouching down. “And you have- you have golden fur?? Heh??” He added quietly in amazement as he looked at Tommy.

“Is- is that not just part of the process? I assumed it was.” Tommy stated, confused as to why Techno was so surprised.

“No kid, no it is not. C’mon, we should get ya outta here before some other finds you out.” Techno stated, shaking his head out of his instincts as he grabbed Tommy’s wrist, tugging him up.

“Wh- Oi! Don’t just tug me around Blade! And why should I go with you??” Tommy asked trying to tug his wrist out of Techno’s grasp which failed.

“Calm down, runt, we are going home. Don’t make a fuss or I’ll carry you.” Techno said calmly as he walked to the exit of the Bastion, tugging Tommy along. And for some reason Tommy was compelled to follow, stupid piglin instincts, making him follow a brute.

As they got to the exit, the same guards that had let Tommy in were there again.

“Oh! Are you the pup’s Brute and soundee? I’m so glad you found him! Poor pup was lost, good thing he knew where to come.” The guard said to Techno.

“Hm? Yea, I’m the pup’s Brute, thanks for watching him and making sure he didn’t get into trouble.” Techno lied easily to the guard, who seemed to buy it. Techno then continued to tug Tommy’s onto the path that led to the portal. Surprisingly he wasn’t tugging too hard, just enough where he couldn’t escape it.

Fuck, he wasn’t getting out of this, was he? If the guards thought Techno was his Brute or Sounder, they would make sure to return him to Techno if they saw him again.

“Technoblade! C’mon! Can’t we talk about this?? I’m fine on my own! You don’t need to take me in!” Tommy tried to convince Techno in an admittedly whiny voice.

“Theseus. This is not up for debate. I can tell you are malnourished, and getting your hybrid traits is never a fun first experience. You need to get to a den, my den.” He said possessively almost. Damn, he forgot how possessive Techno could get over what he wants.

“Okay okay! Jeez Techno. And it’s Big Man TommyInnit, not Theseus!” He corrected, which only made Techno huff in amusement as they went through the portal.

Before Tommy even realized, Techno was suddenly carrying him over his shoulders.

”OI! Big man! Put me down!!” He squirmed, trying to get out of Techno’s grasp.

”No can do, runt. We’re gonna be walking on snow, and with your feet changing a bit, it ain’t safe for you to walk on it.” Techno huffed as he wrapped his cape around Tommy when they stepped out of the portal and into the tundra to keep him warm. Tommy could feel his face flushing in embarrassment.

“I’m a big man! I can handle it myself! and I don’t need you to swaddle me like a fuckin’ baby. I can handle the cold just fine.” He pouted, which made Techno make an amused snort sound.

”Sure Theseus, but the cold is a lot more jarring for Piglin Hybrids, and I don’t need you getting sick already. Phil would loose his shit.” Techno huffed as he entered his cabin, shifting Tommy to one side so he could open the door with a free hand.

After Techno closed the door behind himself, he walked brought Techno to a room with a lot of different pillow’s and blankets everywhere.

”This, Tommy, is my den. Where a young runt like you should be staying in.” Techno explained, putting Tommy down on the pillows and blanket. “Now, take off that cloak, no need to hide yourself here.” Techno added.

”Why should I, big man? I quite like this cloak, and I think I should keep it on!” Tommy refused defiantly.

“Take it off right now or I am forcing it off of you.” Techno stated seriously. Tommy’s ears instinctively pinned back as he took off the cloak, and decided to throw it at Techno out of spite. For what? Probably the situation in general. It only makes Techno huff in mild amusement though.

”Whatever.” Tommy huffed, laying down on the pillow’s and blankets that Techno called his den.

”I’m gonna go grab some things. You will stay right there and not go anywhere, got it?” Techno stated.

”Yeah yeah.” Tommy huffed, fiddling with the gold necklace he had made as Techno left the room. Reasonably he knew he should be more stressed out, he was just kidnapped want he? But a part of him said it was okay. That this was fine, and that Techno should take care of him. He didn’t understand it.

Techno came back a bit later with some food and some gold trinkets! Ooh! Shiny- no, no, he was not going to get distracted that easily. There was a yellow brush that, from a glance he could tell was not actually pure gold but was still shiny. And there were some other gold objects that just seemed to be Techno’s hoard. The food seemed to be a nicely cooked steak and some potato wedges, which Tommy was interested in. He was still hungry, so Tommy quickly sat upright.

“I got you some food, runt. And I need to brush out your fur and hair, otherwise it can easily get messy.” Techno stated, handing the plate with the fork and knife to Tommy, who accepted it quickly.

”… thank you.” Tommy begrudgingly said as he started eating the steak and then the potato wedges. Techno had sat behind him and started brushing his hair and fur which felt… good. It wasn’t harmful touching it felt… nice. Caring. Which was a nice change to how Dream had treated him.

Unfortunately, Tommy’s eyes started feeling a bit more droopy after he ate. He made a grumble sound to voice his annoyance with that.

”Heh, man, you ate the whole thing didn’t you, Theseus? If it is already affecting you, then you have probably been repressing your instincts huh? That or I put a little bit too much in it. But you’ll be fine.” Techno huffed as he took the empty plate out of Tommy’s hands and put it on a nearby table.

Tommy made a confused whine, unable to find proper words for what he wanted to say. What did Techno mean by that?

”Oh golden runt, your instincts are hitting you hard now, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe while you are in them until you see me as your protector, okay? You won’t need to worry about a thing other than staying with me and being a sweet little brother, got it? All your needs will be met and you will get anything you want. All as long as you stay mine, alright? All mine. My perfect golden runt, okay? Doesn’t that sound nice? To be cared for so carefully instead of by whatever monster had you in their hands before?” Techno said calmingly, possessively, as he put down the brush and hugged Tommy, making him lay down against Techno’s warm chest as Techno’s hands held him closely.

Tommy was still so confused by this, but it was… nice? Maybe he didn’t need to worry about whatever was happening. He could just soak up the attention. And it was too cold outside, and Techno was warm and soft. Slowly, Tommy began to doze off, falling asleep, making no sounds other than a gentle snore sound from what began to be his snout. He couldn’t be blamed though! Techno’s arms were comfortable okay, even if he was buff as hell.

Asleep, Tommy didn’t notice Philza coming in to see his two sons asleep in a den. Asleep, Tommy didn’t notice Philza slipping in next to them for a nap, draping his large, pitch black crow wings over his two sons like blankets. Asleep, Tommy didn’t realize his instincts slowly seeing Techno as protector or Philza as caretaker. He could deal with all of that in the morning when he wakes up though. For now, he just wanted a nice long sleep with his family.