《The room where they meet》Technoblade
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They had spent the whole day searching for a way to help Ranbutler but they couldn't find anything.
It had been a whole day and a half since he had met Ranbutler and he was hoping to see him again.
He didn't know why but something deep inside of him seemed to miss the butler but why he didn't know.
Maybe it's because he was different to everyone else he had met.
Everyone else seemed to want power, everyone else seemed to never be happy even if you gave them the most powerful sword or even if you gave them friendship they always wanted more.
Everyone else just wanted to control Techno but Ranbutler was different.
Ranbutler was happy by simply being given a name.
It was 2am and Technoblade was sat on his bed thinking about Ranbutler and how he couldn't break his promise.
Phil was pacing the room also thinking about Ranbutler and how they could help him.
Technoblade suddenly started to feel strange again, it was the same feeling he had felt last time.
Phil looked at Techno concerned, he could tell something was up.
"You alright mate?" Phil asked rushing to sit next to Techno.
"I will see you in a bit Phil," Techno replied as he disappeared into the light that once again irrupted from the middle of the room.
RANBUTLER:
He was sat in the floor in the middle of the kitchen.
It was 2am, Sir Billiam had already gone to sleep.
Ranbutler was re bandaging all of his wounds when he started to feel that same strange feeling again.
He thought out loud to himself and said "I hope I get back before Sir Billiam wakes up this time."
Just like that Ranbutler had disappeared into the light that erupted from the middle of the room.
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