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Tubbo-POV
Frustration- Pure Frustration. It burned through me, It was annoying enough to know that Ranboo would join the Syndicate. I didn't think They'd do that, But look where we are now!
'Ranboo! They are just using you! They -' I started again, but was cut off as soon as I started by the one I loved the most. (excluding Michael ..but realistically ..)
'No. You don't understand Tubbo-' They muttered, trying to refrain from eye contact, which they failed miserably at. They were getting fustrated. I could tell, they had a bundle of emotion left inside them. After everything, I could see why, but there's no excuses.
Fury blazed through my body, it slowly started to overwhelm me. What the hell was Ranboo thinking, doesn't he know the amount of danger he was in? What if Ranboo dies? What if they decide to kill them? What about Michael? What will he do without Ranboo? What would I do without them—?
I sighed. "What am I not understanding here!! They are bad people!! A danger. Ranboo."
"Tubbo-Please just listen to me. They're just misunderstood—They are people too, they make mistakes, you should know that." They grew exasperated.
"Ranboo. They are monsters- You were there for a portion of what happened! You knew what they did! and you just joined them!?"
"Its not their fault! Please just listen to me! They aren't bad people-"
"They are Ranboo..They are, they blew up a nation as soon as it had some sort of success. But they still blew it up."
"For many reasons.. You might be able to understand one time?" They tried to keep a calmer voice, because otherwise this would've all been pointless. They hated conflict, especially with Tubbo.
"There was no reason to blow it up!! Why does no one understand! ITS NOT RIGHT TO JUST—GO AROUND BLOWING STUFF UP!"
"As I said..Bee, they did it for a reason." They looked away, a slight sizzle from what seemed to be from them starting to tear up, maybe from eye contact?
"Then state the reason, Why did they?" I stared right at them. I was angry, Why? I had no clue, why would I just end now?
They looked around and sighed, "I think you should calm down first,"
"No- I want to know. Tell me a reason, for why it was for the good." I knew multiple reasons, I really did. But I couldn't think straight, at all.
"No. Bee, just calm down." They saw something, that reminded them to keep calm.
"WHY WAS IT GOOD THAT L'MANBURG WAS BLOWN UP, BY THEM! TECHNOBLADE NEARLY FUCKING KILLED TOMMY! IS THAT OKAY?"
Thats when they snapped back, "TUBBO- THE GOVERMENT WAS CORRUPTED, YOU SAW HOW SCHLATT WAS- YOU KNOW HOW IT WAS."
..and with those words, something inside me snapped. Adrenaline rushed into my veins, I curled up my fist instinctively, preparing for a fistfight.
I said I'm in a quiet voice, "Was I corrupt then?"
"T-Tubbo I didn't mean—" Their voice dropped again.
"Am I to blame for all of this?..Really? Was I to blame for what happened to L'manberg, and everyone? I just- don't understand anymore." Tears welled up in my eyes, all the anger I had felt quickly morphed into a bittersweet sadness.
"Tubbo I —" I looked in Ranboo's eyes, guilt clouded them.
"You've said enough," I pushed past them and towards the door, I needed space, I needed some time to breathe. The lamps lit the area making a bright path, to lead my way, Snow drizzled down, There weren't many monsters lurking around, Which meant I could relax.
The sky dimmed around Snowchester.
It was dark, but I followed the path, my leather boots merging with the snow. The moon blotted out the darkness in the night sky like a ray of hope within the void. The cold created a small white cloud every time I breathed out. Trees towered over me, snow layering on top. A flow of air wooshed by, causing the trees to rustle around, blowing hair into my eye. Fucking hell thats annoying.. I left Snowchester to find something to get my mind off of Ranboo. They don't understand the danger they're in, and bringing up things like Schlatt? Did they really need to bring him up? Thoughts started to flushed through me, Was I really angry at them..Or was I angry at myself?
Definitely them, I mean...they're the one apart of an anarchist organisation!
Hows that my fault?
It wasn't.
Sure some of this was my fault but I can't control the past.. I had to learn that, and for once, I finally have!
I was snapped out of my daze, I accidentally walked into a tree knocking my head. Where am I? When the fuck was this tree here??
"Fuck-" I added on, I looked around analysing my surroundings - Tommy's house, The bench.. The sky turned a overwhelming dark pitch, turning the wind to a frigid fog.
I couldn't go home tonight, not after that, I literally argued with ine of the people I could trust. They probably hated me, not suprising..
The air collapsed around me, making it unbearable to sleep in, everything was so gloomy, so unsettling.
I sighed, a cloud of mist floated out of my mouth, I took time to admire the moonlight sky, dazzling, hypnotising, majestic. Something reminded me, the sky —I argued with Ranboo— was it even really their fault? An ounce of guilt crept into me, What if I just overreacted. I curled up, latching onto my legs, It was starting to get cold outside.
The sky glistened bespangledly, almost crystallised, The wind whistled a calming tune.
Everything drifted away from me, my awareness demolished.
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The sun started to rise, instantly blinding me as I opened my eyes, I groaned, Why'd I sleep here-? And how??
I stretched my arms in relief of being able to move, again. Once again I looked around, making sure of where I was, still the same place- The bench, Tommy's house, Something seemed off, like I forgotten something..Did I forget something?
Tommy.
I was meant to check up on Tommy yesterday.
"I should go check on him now" I murmured to myself, Getting up, trying to retain my poor balance. The dirt was dry, probably from the overload of sun and heat, which also meant I probably needed to water the plants, I planted around the bench. I took a step forward towards my destination, I was overwhelmed with excitement, I could probably stay with Tommy for a while until everything was all sorted. And with that I walked confidently towards the house, I was excited to see Tommy again, his warm presence, yet destructive mindset, it all felt too similar, which as it was.
I walked inside Tommy's house, Calling out his name.
"Tommy? You here, Bigman?" My voiced echoed, surely he was still here at this time.
No reply.
I decided to check around the house, Withering plants, near enough full chests of used armour. It was also dark inside, you'd think he'd be awake by now. So where was he?
Gone that was for sure.
I needed to find where Tommy went, so i started looking for clues.
Nothing.
I started to go over conversations I had with near enough everyone for the last few days.
And thats when it hit me
The prison.
Supposedly a malfunction happened, which could've been part of some sort of plan, Ironic huh? Now I need to find out what happened. As I was gonna leave, I heard something creeping behind me, they were fast, decently quiet. So if Tommy wasn't here then..
Who was?