He is prepping up the espresso machine for the people to come.
"Hello, Theseus!" Something says making him whip around.
He doesn't see anyone.
"Who's there!" He calls, looking around.
"Don' t try, we are in your head not the room, silly Theseus!" They say.
"How the fuck is that even possible?" He asks, still looking around.
"Anything is possible if you're with a bunch of spirits!" The spirits say.
"Who are, ya'll?" He asks, still getting his head around it being a bunch of spirits.
"The voices of course!" The voices say being cocky.
"Well it would be nice if y'all left." He says.
"You should probably stop talking to us in 3, 2, 1!" The voices say.
When the countdown hits 0 Wilbur and someone else walk in.
"Hello, Tom's!" Wilbur says walking to the counter with the other man.
The man Wilbur is with has bubblegum pink hair and pointy ears with poet looking clothes and jewelry. The guy fits in perfectly with the aesthetic of the cafe.
"Hello Wilbur, how are you doing today?" He asks, looking at them.
"Good, you?" Wilbur says.
"Good, big man!" He says, with a big smile.
"Technoblade meets Theseus finally!" The voices yell.
Is this guy Technoblade?
"Yah!" The voices answer.
"Who's the bubblegum bitch you brought with you?" He asks, pointing to Technoblade.
Technoblade just looks at him with disbelief at the insult.
"This is my baby brother Techno!" Wilbur answers getting a chuff from Techno.
So Techno is a piglin.
"I'm Techno, Wilburs twin." Techno says looking at Wilbur.
"You're still the younger one!" Wilbur says proudly.
"By 5 minutes! Techno arguse but Wilbur ignores him. Don't ignore me Will-i-am." Techno says looking at Wilbur.
"That isn't even my name, Technoblade!" Wilbur says.
So the voices were correct.
"Anything y'all want me to get y'all while y'all fight?" He asks, looking at the 2 brothers.
"Your brothers!" The voices say, but he ignores it.
Technos eyes expand a little bit, but Wilbur doesn't do anything so it must be fine.
"A coffee with 7 cups of milk!" Wilbur says, making him malfunction.
"What." He says looking at Wilbur like they lost their damn mind.
"A cup of coffee with 7 cups of milk." Wilbur says, with a mischeveas grin.
"Insanebur goes eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." The voices say, making him light headed.
"I'll take a London fog." Techno says, swaying foot to foot.
"Ok, big man." He says, going to grab the ingredients for the drinks.
"So your Tommy?" Techno asks.
"Yah, where it out, big man." He answers, brewing the coffee and tea.
"Wilbur has been talking about you a lot." Techno says.
Without even looking away from what he is doing he can tell Wilbur is looking away in embarrassment. They sit in silence for a few minutes.
"⏁⊑⟒⌇⟒⎍⌇, ⍀⟒⏁⎍⍀⋏ ⊑⍜⋔⟒!" The voices scream.
It takes everything in him not to cover his ears immediately and cry at how loud the screaming was.
He couldn't stop himself from flinching at the yelling thow and spilled some of the coffee onto his hand.
"Are you ok?" Techno asks, coming around the counter over to him.
Techno sounds so far.
"I'm fine, I just got spooked by a cockroach." He lies.
Techno looks at him with a bit of suspicion, but goes back to the table Wilbur is at.
The farness is going to be a hindrance in a fight.
"Don't worry, I will protect you, my child." He thinks the voices say but it sounds far more kind and motherly in a sense.
The farness goes away after.
"We won't allow you to be hurt, Blade would find a way to kill us if we do." The voices say.
What. The voices are connected to the Blade.
"No, he's connected to us, not the other way around." The voices complain.
He gets done with the drinks realizing he's been stuck in thought. "Wilbur and Techno come get y'alls drinks." He yells, putting the drinks on the counter.
Wilbur is the one to come get the drinks.
"Want to come help me make fun of my baby little bit brother?" Wilbur says, getting a chuff from Techno.
"Sure, if Techno doesn't mind." He says, looking at Techno.
Techno doesn't seem to mind Wilbur inviting him to their bickering. He rounds the corner going to the table.
"So this is your twin?" He asks, looking at Wilbur.
"Yup, my little baby twin!" Wilbur says, with a cocky grin.
"Surprising how the older one looks weaker and thrasher than the younger one." He laughs seeing Wilbur's betrayed face.
"You're supposed to be on my side, not his!" Wilbur complains, throwing their hands up in the air.
"Ew this sounds like politics, I am on no side but my own." He says, sticking out his tongue.
"Are you some kind of anarchist?" Techno asks, not letting slip which one they want to hear.
"The government is corrupt and only cares about the rich, they can do whatever they want and no one will question it." He says, like even talking about the government leaves a bad taste on his tongue.
The twins share a look.
"Nice." Techno says, not showing any emotion.
"So are you a fan of the syndicat since they are anarchists?" Wilbur asks, wanting to get more facts.
"I don't really like that they get innocent people caught up in their protests, but I can see why it's so destructive." He says, looking at Wilbur to see if he should continue.
Wilbur doesn't seem to disapprove of what he is saying so he continues.
"They have to get the government's attention and there's no better way than destroying government property." He says, knowing it's true.
"Anarchistinnit, pog, pogchamp, little anarchist." The voices say no longer speaking as a unit.
Weird.
"What started your vendetta against the government?" Techno asks, getting straight to the point.
"Techno that may be personal!" Wilbur says, boping Techno on the head.
"Nah, I know yah are trustworthy." He says, waving Wilbur off.
"We would like to know please." Wilbur says, putting the hand he was bobbing Techno with down.
"Well, I come from east L'manburg orphanage, but I got adopted by someone, that someone being the 'friend' I was hiding from while with Revivbur." He says, taking a breath.
He doesn't notice how Technos eyes glow blood red or how Wilbur switches to Revivbur.
"I was left in Logninshire by them with only a week's worth of food if it was rationed and the clothes on my back." He says shivering at remembering the first few weeks.
"I was only a kid at the time but no one bated a eye at me because my 'dad' was part of the government so it must of been 'for the greater good'." He says, holding back tears.
"There's more reasons but I don't want to crack." He says, cringing at his own words.
He doesn't notice in his attempt not to cry that his fingernails were digging into his skin to where it started to bleed. The other two seem to be able to smell the blood.
"Tom's your bleeding!" Revivbur exclaims, rounding the table quickly unclenching his hands.
"Sorry, force of habit." He says, hiding his hands.
He feels bad seeing the horror on Wilburs face.
"Tommy, you said you're 18 right." Revivbur says, grabbing his hands back seeing the various other scars, their tone cold.
"It isn't that bad." He says trying and failing to smooth things out.
"Tommy you have explosion sacaring, burn scarring, shredding scaring, and all kinds of cut and stab scaring, how isn't this supposed to not be bad!" Wilbur says, looking him in the eyes, tears welling up.
Techno looks over and their face shows absolute horror. That is the first emotion he has been able to read off of Technos face.
"Holy shit." Techno says.
"Well it is." He says pulling his hands back again, putting them into the pockets of his tan jeans.
"Was that by your dad?" Techno says getting closer to him, their face covered by a shadow only showing their glowing eyes.
"You can true him, protecternoblade." The voices say.
He nods his head. He gets up and looks at the floor.
"Sorry but my shift is going to end soon and I have to clean the place." He says looking up at Wilbur and Techno.
Wilbur looks over to Techno and Techno nods.
"Bye, Tom's." Wilbur says, walking out the cafe.
Techno follows close behind. He slumps back into the seat and just breaths.
"Uh oh, the child isn't doing well. The voices say. We shouldn't joke about Theseus almost having a panic attack!"
"Yah, having one isn't number one on my list of things I want to do." He jokes trying to calm himself.
"It's on the list! The voices say, with fake drama.
"Never knew I would have to share thoughts with a bunch of Wilburs." He says, making fun of the voices in return.
"If we are Wilburs you must like us." The voices say, twisting his words.
"I never said that." He says knowing their rights.
He gets up and starts cleaning while talking to the voices. It was relaxing to be able to talk to people while cleaning.
He was almost grateful for the voices. They keep him in a level mindset. Of course sometimes they can't, but they try.He is confused as to where these voices came from, but they don't seem bad so he isn't going to look further into it.
He feels bad about closing the cafe so soon but it is protocol since there's a chance he will get hurt by a villain attack all the way over here.
What a time to be alive.