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After the call between Wilbur and Tubbo, the two went their separate ways for the day. Wilbur wanted to give Tubbo a bit of space to reflect on everything.
What he did want though is Ranboo and Tommy to know this. He immediately started a group FaceTime after getting ready for the day.
“W- Wilbur? What is it this time?” asked Ranboo. Tommy, picking up the call shortly after and keeping his silence for the time being.
“Tubbo called me like 15 minutes ago, and he apologized for everything. I wanted to give him a little space for now but he should be talking to you guys soon.”
Ranboo’s hand flew up to his mouth and Tommy’s mouth opened wide as he shouted “POG!”, Wilbur’s smile also grew as the two continued to cheer over the news.
“I’m so happy, Wil.” Tommy finally spoke up, spinning around in his chair before laying back and looking off to the side in disbelief.
“I really thought he was gone from our lives forever honestly. That’s awesome news. Pog news, as big man would say.” Ranboo then spoke up.
“Alright, I got to get busy with stuff. Let me know if Tubbo calls you or anything, I’ll let you know if he speaks to me.”
Wilbur then hung up the call and stood up, smiling one last time before going to work on a YouTube video.
Ranboo and Tommy upon ending the call themselves scrambled to call Tubbo. After receiving the biggest news they’ve received in months, they really hadn’t thought to give Tubbo his space for now.
As Tubbo sat in his room, he first received a call from Ranboo, before almost immediately after receiving one from Tommy.
After doing a bit of reflecting on himself, he really didn’t believe he deserved to talk to these two ever again. All they ever did was bring him happiness, and his response was to cut them off?
He refused to answer their calls as he turned over back and forth in bed, finally turning on Do Not Disturb mode.
Continuing to wallow in bed and loathe in his self pity he knew was depressing, but it’s all he could do. Wilbur did tell him that they’d accept him back, but what does he know? Wilbur could be lying anyway and just be trying to mess with him.
As Tommy, Wilbur, and Ranboo exchanged messages, confused over Tubbo’s refusal to answer anyone’s calls, they decided to give him what Wilbur gave him in the first place, space.
Over the next few days and repeated attempts from Tommy to call him (at least Ranboo stopped), Tubbo refused to pick up the phone. He would rarely show himself to his parents and only get on his phone to talk to his Discord “friends”, which he was really starting to doubt were really his friends, more of just a bad replacement for his actual real friends.
Tubbo also began to repress his regression, refusing to regress at all. It all came crumbling down one night where he slipped into babyspace. He slipped very young, only about a year old. After deciding it was best to go to sleep, he woke up in terror of what had happened. He could barely remember any of it, but was worried he was paralyzed or had a stroke. After a little bit of research though, he found out he entered babyspace. Never wanting that to happen again (at least without a caregiver), from that point on he refused to repress his regression.
Tubbo began to get out of his hole of depression, he would began to get out of his room more. He began going outside again, he also touched on the topic again of his Discord “friends”, were they really his friends?
Deciding they weren’t, he decided the best thing was to delete his account.
He just needed a bit more time, but he was almost ready to talk to Ranboo and Tommy again.
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As they waited and waited for Tubbo to speak to them again, nothing ever came. Tommy’s repeated attempts at calling the boy all ended up going to voicemail, so eventually he gave up trying to contact him.
On September 24th, Tommy had just finished up a stream and was silently spinning around in his chair, deciding to stop when he almost made himself sick.
He then received a call from Ranboo, the two hadn’t spoken in days, and he was really excited to talk to him again, even if this wasn’t the person he wanted to see calling him.
“It’s Booman! Give it to me straight, well, ok nevermind. I’m not making that joke.”
“Were you going to say give it to me gay? That’s not even that funny to be honest.”
“Oh. Sorry.”
“I’m not offended. Well I am because the joke was going to be so horrible.”
“So, any reason for this phone call?”
“Yes! Big reason! Big, big, big, reason!” As Tommy heard Ranboo begin to get more and more excited, he went from slouching in his chair to sitting up straight, a slight smile appearing on his face as he waited for the other to spill the news.
“I’ll be there in three days.”
“Holy shit! Really?”
“Really Tommy. I’ll see you soon.”
“That’s fucking poggers! How long will you be here for? At least until the 8th, right?”
“Yup, there until the 13th. We’re going to have a fun two and a half weeks I promise you.”
“Hell yes Ranboo. We will have the funnest of fun ever experienced, and then we’ll have 5 days to spend with Tubbo!”
“Yeah, Tubbo. Is he okay?”
“I can’t get a hold of him. I’m really not sure what is up right now.”
“Aw man, he hasn’t canceled his meet and greet yet though, right?”
“No. He just tweeted about it yesterday, along with a tweet that he deleted his other Discord account. I guess we could’ve just talked to him that way I guess.”
“The moment he would’ve heard us he would’ve either insulted us and hung up, or just hung up immediately.”
“Very true.”
“Ok Tommy, I’ll see you in 3 days. If we speak to Tubbo any day before the 8th we can just plan on hanging out with him the rest of the trip I guess.”
“Sounds like a plan. See you soon.”