Ranboo & Me
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Thread Topic: Ranboo & Me
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"Wait- Techno being controlled makes sense, if you think about it." Skeppy said, mostly to himself. He paused and looked back at the phone. "Gold, go relax and have fun with Lem."
Ranboo held Tubbo close and smiled brighter than he had in days. "Oh my goodness look at Tommy!" He said with a laugh.
Tommy was still playing with Micheal, making sure the kid had the time of his life.
Wilbur leaned against the wall and smiled at the entire scene. This is my symphony...Not unfinished or untold. This is what I've been brought back for. -
Gold inhaled, trying to pull himself down from his rage. "Ugh, if I keep getting mad like this, I'm gonna die. I'll call you guys later, Okay?" He said, looking up at the Ender, who started laughing.
Bad waved and ended the call. "Technoblade is controlled by Schlatt. So this is all Schlatt. Hmm. Whatever. Let's not worry about that now, Skeppy."
Lem teleported Gold back to the kitchen, where the music was still playing. Gold instantly calmed down, pulling at Lem's hand. "Come dance!!!" The small boy cried. Lem gave in, letting xeir boyfriend lead xem into a dance.
Dingoe howled playfully as Tracer whirled and spun in a dance. I love this kid. He thought, smiling.
Tubbo laughed. "He's having such fun!" -
(s--- i gtg i'm sorry)
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(Ur good. See ya later)
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(nvm can I ts??)
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(To when?)
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(Probably just the next day? They could all be asleep except for like Ranboo, Wil, and some of your characters. At like 11:00AM? It's like midnight now)
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(Lmao
Of course, babe) -
(Yay!)
Ranboo chuckled and gazed out the window. The storm didn't seem like it was going to let up any time soon. The rain still came down with the fury of maybe even a god itself. "Well, what are we going to do from here?" He asked as he looked back to the room.
Wilbur strummed on the guitar he'd found in the attic. He'd gone up there because his own was still soaked, Ranboo had said there was one up there. But he managed to find the instrument as well. "No clue." He said. The sounds of the rain and guitar allowed a sort of calm and focus. -
(*his coat was still soaked, and Ranboo said there was one up there)
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Tubbo shrugged. "I don't know. We have to leave soon, Ranboo."
Dingoe stared outside watching the rain fall. Tracer murmured his name, and he looked back. "Shhhhh. it's okay, love. Don't worry." He brushed the ink god's hair out of his face, frowning as ink spilled out of Tracer's left eye and down his cheek.
Gold huffed, pacing restlessly. He started talking to himself in Spanish, trying to reason through the next few days. -
"How long do we have, Gold?" Ranboo asked. Partially trying to calm him, and partially so that he was figuring things out with them.
Wilbur kept playing, it helped him think. "We have to figure out WHY Schlatt wants all of us. And how we get out of all this." -
Gold's stress just built. "If we leave tonight, we can get back to El Rapids by morning. Rest for a few hours, get Quackity, and head to the festival. Hopefully, if my calculations are correct, we'll be early. Then maybe we can try to figure out what's going on."
Dingoe sighed. He hated what was happening. This whole festival thing was ruining everything else! He grabbed his axes, sliding the sheathes back on his belt. He kissed Tracer gently, then headed downstairs.
Tubbo frowned. "But what about what Wilbur said?" -
Ranboo raised a hand but was sort of ignored. "But guys I can-"
"Well, what If we just wait it out?" Wil said. -
Gold whirled violently on his heel. "NO! We can't wait it out!!! We need answers now!!!!! So we go!!! I don't give a damn if it's still f**king raining!!!! I'll f**king cast a spell so the Enders don't die."
Dingoe leaned against the wall, pulling an axe out, calculating where Gold would be, then threw it. The axe embedded in the wall making Gold whirl to look at him. "How about you hear Ranboo out?"
Tubbo looked over at his husband. "Did you have something to say, babe?"
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