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"We are not killing him off, Wilbur! How many times do I have to say it?"
"But he's such a weirdo, Phil! And I can't help but feel like he's up to something"
"Like what, huh?"
Ranboo felt his heart skip a beat, his gun gently lowering as he shrinked back a little.
"I dunno, he just seems like he's working with someone or something"
"He's working with us, dipshit, he's been with us for months and has shown no negative signs, you're overreacting"
Or; Zombie Apocalypse au because I said so.
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“Uhm, hello Balance”
Balance looked disgusted and confused, he kept his left arm stretched out while his right clutched a strange, futuristic looking blaster. “What do you want, Myth?”
Myth, wasn’t exactly known for his great social skills.
“I uh, I’ve come to take the kid”
It was awkward, tense, and confusing. Ranboo had slumped his shoulders, wishing he could sink into the floor and disappear. It was clear Myth wanted to do the same thing, while Balance just seemed dumbfounded.
Balance said nothing, his grey eyes fixed on Myth’s red.
“So uh, if I could just, take him now-”
“Back off, criminal, what could you possibly need Ranboo for?”
“Uh”
Or, being a gang of villains is hard enough, let alone when one is arrested and another is mistaken for a victim.
This fic isn’t exactly centric around anyone in particular, but rather a chaotic semi-serious-sitcom.
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We're still in denial about gl!Ranboo's death, but what if he survived and escaped?
(MAJOR SPOILERS FOR GENERATION ONE, plus this will only make sense if you've watched it all anyways, this canonically takes place after episode 3.
CW: If you could handle the canon you can handle this, but warning for moderately graphic descriptions, violence, just check the tags Ig)
I plan to keep this fic rather short, just a little thing for fun alongside my usual longer work. :D
And finally, please let me know about spelling/grammar errors, I won't take offence to it (but remember this does not apply to every author) :)
