mcyt rp?
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Thread Topic: mcyt rp?
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Bee fluttered her wings in agitation, chuckling nervously at Wilbur's words. "That is what I am worried for."
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“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, Bee,” Wilbur said with a quiet chuckle. “It’s not like Quackity could even stand a chance against us.”
“Well, I- I mean, he has changed quite a bit since you’ve been back,” Ranboo mumbled under his breath, walking out of the van.
“Yeah, he’s changed so much, he can beat a man who went to hell and back at the fast food game.”
“Well, he has gotten pretty good, considering he has a whole city,” the enderman hybrid rambled on, waving his hands in the air.
“Okay, okay. Get back to work, you two,” Quackity said, waving his hand at the two. “Grand opening’s tomorrow and there’s still some important preparations to finish up.”
“Yes sir,” Tubbo replied with a short salute, walking back into the kitchen. -
KC snapped back to reality, putting her stolid expression back on. She fixed her gaze back on Quackity and nodded. "Uh, yes sir." She responded, adjusting her tie and walking over to help Tubbo.
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Bee shuffled over to the grill to flip the burgers, being careful to roll up her sleeve to reveal her small little hands. She used the spatula, hopping up onto a stool to reach the grill better.
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“Whatever he throws at us, I can handle it,” Wilbur boasted, smirking.
“Yeah, it’s not you I’m worried about,” Ranboo muttered anxiously, rubbing his hands together as he glanced over at Las Nevadas.
Quackity watched Tubbo and KC for a moment before walking out of the restaurant, looking over to Wilbur’s piece of land behind his own. He scoffed, shaking his head. “The f—kin’ audacity..” -
Bee stretched up and tried to pay Ranboo's shoulder, eventually just deciding to comfortingly pat his elbow. "Are you worried for the one who is friends with bees?"
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“Is it that obvious?” RANBOO said with an awkward chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean, he’s my husband and best friend, I don’t want anything to happen to him..” He exhaled, looking down at his now visibly shaky hands. He clenched his fists, closing his eyes for a moment before lifting his head and opening his eyes. “I should finish cleaning up out here.”
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(Ranboo*
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KC glanced over at the sound of footsteps leaving the restaurant, then looked at Tubbo. A couple of memories flashed through her head as she messed around with the food cooking on the stove.
"So, you're friends with those other two in the van, right? Um- Wil. . .bur and. . .erm-" She paused. KC has met that one with black and white skin, but never caught his name. "What's the other dude's name?" -
Bee, being the short little being she was, comfortingly hugged Ranboo's waist. "The one who is friends with bees has been good to me and my kin. I will not forget his kindness, and I believe that you two can make up again. Now, let me help you with cleaning," she said, grabbing a mop twice her size and marching over to the water bucket.
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“Ranboo,” Tubbo replied, looking over at KC. “Yeah, I’m pretty close with Ranboo.” He hesitated for a moment, staring at the counter below his hands where they rested. “Wilbur, not so much at the moment. We’re uhm, not on the best terms, you could say.”
Ranboo chuckled quietly, nodding. “Thanks,” he said with a smile, following Bee over to the cleaning supplies. -
"Ah, that's his name." She snorted at her own stupidity, looking back again. "Ranboo's a pretty neat guy. Met him once or twice." KC proceeded to shut off the oven and put the almost finished food to the side.
"Is there a reason why you aren't on good terms with Wil? Unless I'm a little slow with information, I only have two thoughts." KC stated a little blunty. -
“Well uhm, I mean, he was pretty insane, back before he was killed,” Tubbo said, crossing his arms. “He blew up a nation, a nation I was bestowed upon the gift of being president of. Well, technically Schlatt was president- but anyways..” He exhaled, looking down toward the burger van. “He kind of took away the people and things dear to me. L’manburg, my friendship with Tommy for a while there.”
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