【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章(29)

Tommy responded by crying louder.
“Oh, for the love of—What will it take for you to shut up? I’ll do anything at this point.”
The crying stopped immediately.
“Oh, gods.” Wilbur put his face in his hands. “You’re not supposed to say that, Techno. You’re never supposed to say that!”
“What? What?” Technoblade demanded, panic seeping into his voice for the first time since Wilbur met him. “What did I do? What the hell did I do?”
Tommy sniffled. “You said you’ll do… anything?”

Realization dawned on Technoblade’s face. “Well, not anything, per se…”
Tommy’s eyes began to water once more.
“Okay, okay, okay.” Technoblade ran his hands across his face in frustration. “Fine. One thing, and you’ll shut up forever.”
“I want to braid your hair,” Tommy said at once.
Technoblade blinked. “What?”
“What?” Wilbur echoed. “You once got me to let you ride me like a pony across the castle, and you ask him to let you braid his hair?”