Redstone

He was still fascinated by the necklace Ran bought him. He didn't understand how it knew how to send the emotions to Ran, or how it could send the emotions in the first place.

Maybe he could ask Kristen or George? Kristen seems like a nice person to talk to.

He got up and brushed off his pants before he left the room.

A soon as he left the Ron he remembered he doesn't know where anything is other than out.

He is not leaving.

He went back to his room and sighed. He sat down next to the bed and unbuttoned his button up and flipped it off his shoulders, letting it rest on his waist. He put back his wings and grabbed his right one and brushed his fingers through it.

He never had to preen his wings because of his magic but he liked to. Pet his wings.

He heard a knock at his door. He got rid of his wings and flipped his shirt back on.

He walked over to the door and opened it.

Tubbo stood there and a bag and soot covered him.

"An enderman told me that you were bored." Tubbo said with a grin.

"I am very bored. You have something for me to do?" He deadpanned.

"First, you have to tell me why your shirt is always unbuttoned when we come to your room?" Tubbo asked with a giggle. "

I have my wings out when I'm in my room." He sighed.

"Well then it's even better that I stole these." Tubbo smiled as he pulled a sweater and sweatpants from his bag.

The sweater was purple with a black cat on it and the sweat pants were a tan color. He grabbed the clothes and he could smell Ranboo's sent on them.

"Are these Ranboo's clothes?" He asked Tubbo as he looked back up at him. "They are the only clothes that could fit you." Tubbo laughed.

"Did you forget that I can change my height?" He teased.

"Just go put on the clothes. Wilbur's going to be here in a few days and he has a vendetta over the upper class." Tubbo explained as he pushed him back not the guest room.

He was still questioning who Wilbur was, but Tubbo scared him.

He switched his cloths and opened the door.

A flash of light blinded him for a few seconds. When he got his vision back and saw some weird device in front of Tubbo. It had three appendages that were on the ground and a little box with a foldable looking tub thing facing him.

"What is that?" He asked, pointing to the weird device.

"This is something Mumbo made! It's called a camera! It is able to save a moment in time on a piece of paper!" Tubbo explained as he showed him the picture.

"It's like a mini portrait just in black and white!" He gasped.

"Wait- does that imply you have connections to Hermitcraft?" He muttered in astonishment.

"Yeah genius, now come on I have work to do and it doesn't seem like you have anything better to do." Tubbo bluntly stated.

Tubbo took his wrist and dragged him through the halls all the way to the lab.

The lab was a mix of redstone, machinery, and weapons. He was pretty sure he even saw a trident.

"I would assume you don't know how to work redstone so you can either hit some metal into sheets or sharpen some weaponry." Tubbo explained.

"I can only do basic redstone." He sighed.

"I'm surprised you know how to work redstone at lol considering your a soldier." Tubbo laughed as he dragged him somewhere.

"I've had to disarm weapons and gates before, as well as fix them." He explained as he glanced around.

"I'll remember that next time some redstone suddenly breaks without reason!" Tubbbo declared with a laugh as he pushed him toward some weaponry.

"You took to long to choose so now your sharpening weapons!" Tubbo declared as he tossed him a sharpener and walked away.

He sighed and started to sharpen the weapons.

It seemed like someone was sharpening the weapons then stopped. Luckily there was no weaponry that was only partially sharpened.

He went back to a old routine of sharpening weapons.

"Did Tubbo drag you to do his work?" He heard someone ask.

He turned around and saw it was Sam, the actual general of redstone engineering.

"He found out that I was bored and decided to make me sharpen weapons." He explained as he placed the now sharpened weapon with the other sharpened weapons.

"This isn't the best place to put you if your going to be doing work, you would do much better working with Techno or Kristin." Sam hummed.

"Dre- Clay said I could also help with food." He said as he grew a potato from his hand.

"Did clay tell you about the thing about potato's?" Sam laughed.

"He got all excited when he found out that I could make potatoes but never told me why." He answered with a questioning look.

"Prince Techno has a obsession with potatoes and had started a Mimi war over them before." Sam explained as he started to help him sharpen the weapons.

"Potato's are a good recourse for here. They can last a long time without decay and can last in a lot of different climates. I can understand it being a food source he would want considering the situation." He hummed in thought.

"Though I like the thought, it isn't why he likes them so much. He was just weirded out by someone from Hypixal that had so many potatoes and so Techno wanted to have more." Sam explained with a laugh.

"Is Techno an overgrown toddler?" He laughed as he switched weapons.

"He sure acts like one. Also, is that Ranboo's clothes?" Sam asked with wonder.

"Tubbo gave them to me saying Wilbur does not like the upper class and Ranboo's clothes was the only one I could fit in my normal form." He explained as if a he was a general to mock how Techno would act. Sam laughed and patted him on the back.

"You seem to talk bad of royalty as if a commoner." Sam questioned.

"The soldiers of Esspmie are usually commoner of poverty and needed fast money to support their families. It is usually the knights that are the upper class as they can stay near home and have a less chance of death." He explained as he had thought of it during many sleepless nights.

"That seems like a bad idea. The soldiers would be skinny and weak and the knights would not understand the ways of thieves and their feelings." Sam hummed with a look of distaste.

"I do not know how the knights work around the problem, but I do know that I was the one that picked up the army's lock. They take orphans that show promise to be a good fighter and they make them a soldier where they would be forced learn how to fight and be strong." He explained as he remembered the children being brought in and struggling to survive.

He remembered his first time there. A memory he thought he lost. He was crying and begging to see a friend that was dead. He hid his soft fragile skin under a layer of rock and a red cloak with an Eye of Ender as its charm. The cloak being oversized on him but even then it was thrown away to as to take all things of value.

"They would also take kids from wagons that would be attacked. I was one of those kids I think." He stated.

"How old were you when you were taken?" Sam asked with a curious look.

"I think I was, like, 5, maybe six. Somewhere around that age." He said.

"If I'm are from SMP then it could of been because of the war starting while I was at Esspmie." He countered.