《Exiled Wasn't The Best Choice》Chapter One
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It was currently snowing very heavily outside when Y/n woke up from her accidental nap.
"Oh hello Brook!" Brooklyn was her cat that she'd had tamed before she got exiled. Brook meowed and purred.
"Come on let's go get you some food." Y/n hopped out of bed and climbed down the ladder that lead to her living room/kitchen/storage area. She rummaged in a chest of food for a second before pulling out some cooked cod. She put them in Brook's good bowl and went to look out the window. The snow looked to be around a foot deep.
~~Techno's pov~~
Techno stumbled through the snow, shielding his face with his cloak. Even though he was in his piglin form it was still freezing. He shifted back into a human and immediately regretted it.
Techno collapsed onto the snow, not realizing Y/n's house was mere yards away.
~~Your pov~~
Y/n squinted at the nearby forest. A unknown figure was walking closer. The person collapsed onto the ground and didn't get back up. She grabbed a cloak, rushing out the door quickly. Y/n ran over to the person and pulled them to her house. It was tough. The guy was much larger and taller then her.
She pulled the guy up the stairs that went up to her house, into the living room area, and leaned him against the wall.
"Jesus, Brooklyn medical supplies please." Brooklyn had a habit of bringing things to her when she needed them. She pulled off the guy's cape and began to search for injuries. There was a deep cut on his stomach, a couple on his face, but otherwise the guy was completely unharmed. Y/n did notice that his long pink pair was put up in a messy braid.
"Thank you Brook." She wrapped bandages around his stomach, noting that the man was quite fit, and putting a small bandage on his face were it was bleeding. Y/n put the kit away, grabbed some armor, and headed out the door to her mineshaft. She wanted to build a new stable for her horse but needed cobblestone and other materials. And she wanted to get her mind off the stranger that was now rested in her house.
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After Y/n had gotten around three and a half stacks of cobble she walked out of her mine. Y/n hummed as she walked through the snowy grass. She was used to the snow by now, exile had taught her well but Y/n hated not being with the others on the SMP area.
I wonder how everyone's doing.
Y/n pushed open the door to see the man still asleep. To be honest she'd totally forgotten about the guy. Y/n put all the cobble in a chest full of it and went over to check on him.
As soon as she touched his face to see if the wound was okay he woke up. Y/n jumped up and away from him.
"Who are you?! Where am I!?" He asked getting up.
"I'm Y/n, I saw you in the snow storm earlier so I brought you inside and patched you up."
"Oh."
"Can I ask your name?" He winced.
"My name is Technoblade but everyone just calls me Techno."
"Oohhh I remember you from the Dream smp. We never really talked much so I don't expect you to know who I am."
"I think I remember talking to you a couple times." They stood in a awkward silence for a second until Brooklyn meowed.
"Are you hungry? It's around time I make some dinner."
"Uh yeah I'm kinda hungry." Y/n gave Brooklyn a couple pieces of fish and rummaged through a chest.
"What's your cats name?" Y/n turned to see Techno petted Brooklyn's head gently. She smiled softly.
"Her name's Brooklyn." She grabbed a five pieces of steak and handed three to Techno. He took them gratefully.
"Would you like to sleep on the couch or I can craft you a bed and build you a bedroom quickly."
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"I don't want to be any trouble."
"Nonsense! It's no trouble at'll." She grabbed half a stack of wood and some wool. Y/n climbed up the ladder to the attic. She build a wall around her bedroom leaving a good sized space for Techno. "Techno! Your rooms ready if you'd like to go to sleep." There was somewhat of a mumbled answer and he peeked his head into the attic. Y/n craft a chest, putting the supplies for a bed and anything else he need to craft.
"Oh thanks." He said in his monotone voice.
"I'm gonna stay up for a little while but I'd recommend you get some sleep. So you won't be super tired tomorrow."
"Okay. Goodnight then."
"Night!" She climbed down the ladder and opened a trapdoor. Y/n climbed down more ladders into a library. She kept some books that were nice to read. Also journals that she'd written. Y/n pulled a book off the shelves and climbed back up into the living room to read.
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