Ranboo & Me
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Tracer whirled, chasing after Micheal. He froze as he realized Michael was going. "Kid! Hey, come back here! I'm staying out here. Kid!!" Tracer uncontrollably burst into tears, ink pouring down the left side of his face and normal tears on the right.
Dingoe turned looking for his boyfriend. "Where's Tray? I saw him earlier?" He asked Lem and Gold.
Gold shrugged. "He was over there last I knew." Lem nodded.
Tubbo hugged Ranboo. "It worries me to see him like this." -
Micheal stopped and spun on his heels. He walked back over to Tracer and hugged him the best he could. Micheal only came up to about Tracer's waist, be he hugged his leg.
"Y-You all died in front of me." Tommy looked over at Lemon and Gold. "T-They separated you two and killed you in front of each other." He turned to Tubbo and Ranboo. "Tubbo, they stabbed you in the chest, a-and Ran- Y-You drowned. Which a-also mean you burned." He looked over at Dingoe. "You and Tracer...I don't know what happened." Tommy turned back to Wil. "Y-You bled out in from of me, screaming for help." Tommy pulled his knees to his chest and rocked back and forth.
Ranboo gripped Tubbo tighter and sighed. "M-Me too. Those dreams, t-they can be brutal."
Wilbur sighed and ruffled Tommy's hair. "None of that's going to happen, and you're free from the nightmare now. Okay?" -
Tracer hugged Micheal, sobbing hard. "I'm sorry you have to see this, kid. I'm just not the kind of person you want around to help comfort others."
Dingoe flicked his ears back and forth hearing Tommy, but also hearing what sounded like Tracer sobbing. "I'm gonna check on him, okay? It sounds like he's crying."
Gold nodded, whining. "How'd they kill us, Tom?" He asked somewhat reluctantly.
Tubbo gasped, terror flashing across his face. He squeezes Ranboo tight, his mind flashing back to the times he was killed. -
"T-They forced you two to look each other dead in the eyes. They kept you just out of reach of each other. A-And they simply stabbed you both."
Wilbur gasped and covered his mouth. He couldn't imagine dying like that, just out of reach of his love.
"Hey hey hey." Ranboo held Tubbo and ran a hand through his hair. "Everything's okay, Love." He whispered softly.
Micheal yanked on Tracer's shirt until he sat on the ground with him. Micheal then wiped away Tracer's tears and ink. "It's otay." He said with a bright smile. -
Gold screamed. "I died like that once. I don't wanna do it again." He sobbed, burying his head in Lem's chest.
Tracer couldn't stop crying, even tho Michael tried to get him to stop. He heard something and flicked his head up, seeing Dingoe.
Dingoe gasped, kneeling next to his half dragon boyfriend. "What's wrong, love?"
Tubbo whined, squeezing Ranboo. He started to relax in his husband's arms. -
"No ones dying, not any time soon!" Ranboo declared. "I'll do what I can to keep you all alive." His declaration was both a threat and a promise, said in a low tone that was almost a growl.
Wilbur and Tommy fell completely silent at Ranboo's tone. Oh s***...he'd probably kill for any of us Tommy thought.
Micheal climbed into Tracer's arms and gave him a better hug than before. "Everything will be otay." He said softly. -
Tracer sobbed, hugging Micheal hard. "Thank you, kid. You're amazing, you know that?"
Dingoe picked them both up, pulling them both into a hug. "Love you guys."
Tubbo put his hand on Ranboo's chest. "Babe, calm down. It's okay." -
"I am calm." Ranboo said as he released Tubbo. "Just very, very serious."
Tommy's eyes met Tubbo's. "I'm sorry." Tommy realized what had gone through Tubbo's mind and blamed himself for it.
Wilbur rose from the bed. "Welp, I'm hungry." He said lightheartedly.
Micheal laughed and nuzzled Tracer's neck. -
Tracer rested his head on top of Micheal's. He reached up, pulling Dingoe's head down. "I'm not going back in there. I can't help. You know I have a negative effect on people when they're upset." He whispered, gently kissing his boyfriend.
Tubbo held his hand out to Tommy. "Let's go see if we've got anything to eat."
Gold sighed, touching his face, covered in burn scars and sword cuts. He didn't want or need any more. -
"You help me when I'm sad!" Micheal protested.
Tommy nodded with a blank expression on his face.
Wilbur glanced back at everyone before rushing downstairs and down the annoyingly long hallway into the kitchen. "Ranboooooooooo" He called, knowing that the ender kind could still hear him.
Ranboo took Lem and Gold's hands and quickly teleported them into the kitchen. "Yeah, Wil?" He asked. -
Tracer sighed, looking at the piglin. "Really?"
Gold sat on the counter so he'd be taller. Lem kissed him gently, rubbing his cheek.
Dingoe held Tracer close, smiling. "I love you, sweetheart."
Tubbo stayed close to Ranboo once he got downstairs. He slid his arms around the Ender. -
"Yep!" Micheal said. "You helped me when I- When I was lonely!"
"What's wrong? You're only this clingy when something's up." Ranboo whispered. He reached for the cabinet beside him. "How about pancakes??" He called to everyone else.
Tommy came downstairs and stayed by Wil's side. A part of him was still afraid that he'd disappear. -
Tracer started smiling. "Well, thanks, kid. You really like me don't you?"
Dingoe smiled, releasing his boyfriend and walking into The kitchen. "That sounds great, Ranboo."
Gold nodded, looking over at his friend. "Did you find Trace?"
Lem walked over to xeir brother, takin his hand in xeirs. "Can I help?"
Tubbo glanced at Lem, then whispered to Ranboo. "Just scared about Tommy's dream and the festival." -
Micheal nodded and then hugged Tracer again. "You're fun. And nice."
Ranboo knew Lemon heard, but he didn't worry much about it. "Sure, can you grab milk?" He asked his sibling before turning back to his husband. "Everything will be alright, Love. We'll make it through this." He whispered back.
Tommy's hands shook slightly and he walked over to the kitchen table. Wilbur followed, worried. -
Tracer smiled. "Thanks, kid. Never had many friends. Hey, how old do you think I am?"
Dingoe nodded. "He's out there. With your nephew." He gestures toward the living room.
Lem opened the fridge grabbing the mill and pushing it across the counter to Ranboo.
Gold grinned, laughing. "Soon, Ding, soon. He's not my nephew yet!"
Tubbo nodded, releasing Ranboo and walking over to the table. He sat next to Tommy, smiling. "How you doing, Tommy?"
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