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[The camera shakes, out of focus as it's carefully balanced on the car's dashboard. The blurry figure visible in the frame moves back into the front seat, the frame finally clearing up to show Ranboo. Tubbo is next to him in the driver's seat, and Michael can be seen in his car seat in the back, still asleep. He's still in pajamas and clutching his plush chicken, while Ranboo and Tubbo are dressed in actual clothes that are still comfortable.]

"Ok, I think I got it this time," [Ranboo whispers, mindful of the sleeping Michael. Tubbo's eyes flick over briefly from the road, and he smiles.]

"Hello, future us. Or, future Ranboo?"

"It can be to future us."

"Ok, future us it is! [Tubbo giggles, and Ranboo quickly shushes him. He gestures back to Michael while fighting off his own laugh. Tubbo nods, smiling and waves a hand in Ranboo's direction.] "Anyways, we're on our way to Disney World!" [He exclaims, although much quieter than before.] "Michael doesn't know, and we're videoing the trip so that we can have it in the future as something to help with Ranboo's memory stuff. The Minecraft's are also coming with us, but they're in their own vehicle."

[The camera wiggles again and Ranboo quickly shoots an arm out to stabilize it.]

"Hopefully your phone will last the trip, it keeps trying to fall."

"Do we have any tape?"

[Ranboo turns to look at him, confused.] "Why would we have tape with us?" [Tubbo shrugs.] 

"I don't know, we could've taped the phone to the dash."

"I don't think that would work even if we had tape. Besides, if it keeps falling we can just edit those parts out."

[Tubbo's eyes widen and he shakes a hand at the camera.] "That's right! This is basically gonna be a home movie but super long. Tommy is supposed to also be filming their trip so that we can edit them together to make a sort of travel montage." [He pauses, thinking.] "How long of a drive is it?"

[Ranboo pulls out his own phone and taps away for a minute.] "According to Google maps, around 10 hours."

[Tubbo groans, hitting his head on the headrest.]

"I hope you know I am not driving that long."

"Mhm, I know. Just make sure to tell me when you get tired and we'll stop somewhere so we can swap."

[Tubbo hums in response. His eyes glance up, presumably to the rearview mirror, for a second before looking back at the road.]

"Is he still asleep?"

[Ranboo turns around in his seat and there's an audible 'aw' before he turns back to the front.]

"Yeah, he's still out. I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't wake up for a good bit." 

"Well, let's enjoy the quiet while we can."

[The scene changes and now the camera angle is from the van that the Minecraft's are in. Kristen is in the front passenger seat, looking out the window as they move down the road. She's dressed in comfier clothes, and her pillow is in her lap. Directly behind her sits Wilbur, and next to him is Techno. Wilbur is wearing his usual sweater and beanie while Techno is in a hoodie, his long pink hair up in a messy bun. Tommy has been exiled to the very back, squished between some of their luggage. He's wearing his classic red and white t-shirt and is leaning over the seat in front of him in a shouting match with Wilbur. Techno has headphones on to drown them out. Phil is in the driver's seat, shoulders hunched as he grips the steering wheel and tries not to crash from the chaos behind him. He sighs, running a hand down his face.]

"God, I hope this trip is worth it." [Phil mumbles. Tommy stops his yelling and gapes at Phil.]

"Of fucking course this trip is worth it! What on earth do you mean? The whole point is to make something to help with Ranboo's memory, so this trip is gonna be goddamn worth it."

[Phil sighs again, looking up at where the rearview mirror would be and pointing his finger at it.]

"I mean, I hope this car ride is worth how much I care about Ranboo, because you lot are fucking insane. We've been on the road for barely thirty minutes and you're already at each other's throats! What are you two even arguing about?"

[Techno pulls his headphones off and leans more towards the middle of the row.]

"They were arguing over which one of them is Michael's favorite uncle."

[Wilbur looks at Techno, surprised.]

"I thought you were listening to music?"

"Unfortunately it wasn't loud enough."

[Wilbur rolls his eyes.]

"Anyways, I'm obviously Michael's favorite uncle."

"THATS NOT TRUE, BITCH, HE GAVE ME A SPECIAL NICKNAME–"

"Tommy, he calls me 'Uncle Wilby', that's a nickname too–"

"If anything," [Kristin cuts in.] "I'd think Techno was the favorite uncle since Michael actually calls him 'Uncle Techno'."

[Wilbur gasps dramatically, putting a hand on his chest.]

"What's this? Slander? From my own mother? I can't believe this."

[She grins and turns around to face him.]

"Oh, there's a lot more where that came from."

[The arguing starts up again, this time with both Techno and Kristin joining in (although much calmer), and Phil once again sighs. The camera quickly shifts to Ranboo and Tubbo's car, the energy the complete opposite. Michael is still asleep, and it's quiet except for some soft music playing in the background. Tubbo looks over at Ranboo and smiles. Ranboo turns and returns the smile before they both turn back to look at the road. The POV switches back to the screaming van, Phil rubbing his head as his family continues to argue. He shifts in his seat again as if repreparing himself for the drive.]

"10 hours, let's hope I can make it."

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[The camera view is once again in the _Beloved car. Ranboo is now in the driver's seat, Tubbo is holding the camera in his hands, and Michael is now awake. He's gotten changed out of his pajamas and is bouncing excitedly in his seat, looking out the window. Tubbo grins and holds the camera super close to his face.]

"We're almost there! Our exit is the next one coming up!"

[The camera angle is quickly moved to show Michael.]

"Michael, are you excited for Disney World?"

[Michael quickly looks away from the window, grinning at Tubbo. He nods a lot, very quickly, and Tubbo chuckles as Michael goes back to the window as Tubbo brings the camera back in front of him. Ranboo waves a hand at him.]

"The exit sign is coming up if you wanna video it."

[Tubbo gasps, fumbling with his phone to get the camera turned around. He manages to get it to work just in time to catch them passing under the sign on the highway that directs them to Disney World. All three of them start whooping and hollering and Tubbo turns the camera back to face them. Michael is now looking out the window much more intently than before.]

"Where's Mickey Mouse?"

[Tubbo places the phone back on the dashboard just in time to catch Ranboo smile and shake his head.]

"He's at Disney World, but we're not there just yet. We've got about ten more minutes until we're there, kiddo."

"Oh, ok!"

[Ranboo turns his attention to Tubbo.]

"Phil and them are somewhere behind us, right?"

"Yeah, last Tommy told me was they're going to end up arriving a few minutes after us." 

"Alright, alright, so it shouldn't be too much longer then."

[Tubbo rubs his hands together, grinning.]

"This is gonna be great!"

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[The camera is now showing the inside of a building. The walls are a yellowish beige color, and there are prints of different Disney characters on the walls. The camera angle is slowly moved around to show the entirety of the interior. Tubbo's voice is heard from out of frame.]

"We made it to the hotel! Well, not exactly the hotel per se, but we're where we need to check in at."

[He moves the camera to show a reception desk further down in the building that he is. Ranboo can be seen talking to one of the staff there.]

"Ranboo's getting the room keys and whatever else we need. I think he's getting both room keys so we don't have to wait too long to get settled in after everyone else gets here."

[The camera is tilted down to show Michael sitting on the chair next to Tubbo's, swinging his feet.]

"Where everyone else at?"

"They're almost here, big guy, promise. I–"

[Tubbo cuts himself off and the camera quickly lifts up to show the double doors of the building, the rest of their group trudging in with all of their bags. Kristin catches sight of the camera and waves. Michael jumps into frame as he runs over to them, getting scooped up by Techno. Techno says something, but it isn't picked up by the camera from the distance. Michael starts talking animatedly to his uncle's and the three of them nod along, making dramatic expressions to go along with whatever story the four year old is telling. Phil and Kristen make their way over to Tubbo, and as they get closer Phil's exhaustion is evident.]

"Damn, Phil, what happened to you?" [Tubbo snickers.]

"My sons happened, that's what."

[Tubbo gasps and the camera gets very close to Phil's face.]

"We can do introductions now!"

[Phil raises an eyebrow.]

"Right now?"

"Yeah sure, why not. We've got time to."

"Alright, sure."

[Phil looks away from where he'd been looking at Tubbo and looks at the camera.]

"Well, hi, I'm Philza, but literally everyone calls me Phil. I'm, hm, honestly, I don't know how to describe myself in relation to you. Father-in-law? Father figure? I'll say this, your son calls me grandpa. And, um, I guess that's it?"

"Yep! Excellent as always, Philza Minecraft."

[The camera moves to Kristin.]

"Your turn, Mumza Minecraft."

"Hi, future Ranboo! I'm Kristin, Phil's wife, and I'm honestly in the same boat as him. Mother-in-law is probably a pretty accurate term, and Michael calls me grandma, so. I should probably say that you aren't actually blood related to us, in case that was confusing."

"Oh yeah, good thinking." [Phil adds from out of frame. The camera moves to now show the other three members of the Minecraft family, who have finally made their way to the rest of the group. Wilbur is the next to get a face full of camera.]

"What's happening?"

"Introductions, my good sir. We're going ahead and doing them now."

"Oh! Hi, Wilbur here. I am the second oldest son of Phil and Kristin, and Techno's younger twin. Which, is kinda funny because when you see him you'll be surprised that we're even related. I am also the self proclaimed favorite uncle of Michael, and don't let Tommy tell you otherwise. [He looks over the camera.] We're saying relations too, right? Yeah, ok so I guess I'm kind of a brother-in-law? That's the closest thing I can think of that's accurate enough. Anything else I need to add?"

"Nope! You're good." 

[Wilbur doesn't get the chance to say another word as the camera is whisked away to Techno who jumps a bit at the action. Michael is still in his arms, but Michael wiggles a bit before he's eventually sat back down. He runs off somewhere behind Tubbo, presumably to Phil and Kristin. Techno stares at the camera.]

"What's this?"

"Introductions."

"Oh. Um, I'm Techno, the oldest Minecraft son. Uh, I'm probably the closest out of the three of us to Ranboo friend wise other than you of course, [He nods in Tubbo's direction.] but Tommy's a close second I reckon. Guess I'm also considered a brother-in-law. That's, that's about it I suppose."

"Yep! You're good."

[The camera suddenly lurches to the left and Tommy's face comes into view. He grins, holding it up and walking away. Behind him, just barely in frame is Tubbo, speed walking after him trying to retrieve his phone. Tommy just grins and walks away faster.]

"Hello, people of the future! Tis I the amazing Tommyinnit, the last and honestly most important member of the Minecraft family. I'm Tubbo's best friend, and Michael's favorite uncle despite what Wilbur, that bastard, tries to tell you. I'm also really good friends with you, so there's that as well. I am the smartest, fastest, biggest, and strongest out of everyone–OOMPH!"

[The camera appears to fly out of his hands and lands on the ground, camera face down in pitch black. There's some fumbling before the camera becomes clear again to show Tubbo's face, which is broken out in a smug grin. He looks at something out of frame.]

"Get fucked, bitch."

"What the hell was that for?" [Tommy coughs as he speaks, and the camera turns to show him. He's standing, hunched over a bit more than usual and holding his stomach.]

"What did you even do?"

"I headbutted you. These horns aren't just for decoration y'know."

"Well duh, they're literally growing out of your head, I'd like to think they're more than just decoration."

[The camera is turned back to Tubbo.]

"Well, now that that's over with, I can do introductions! Hello future Ranboo, my beloved husband. It's me, your beloved husband. Also known as Tubbo. That's really all you need to know about me I guess." 

[The camera moves down with Tubbo as he squats down, holding out an arm. Michael runs in from out of frame and latches onto his side. Tubbo puts his arm around him and lifts him into his hip before standing up.]

"This is our son, Michael!"

[Michael waves.] "Hi!"

"He's four, and we love him very much."

[Tubbo suddenly looks somewhere out of frame and he grins before running, Michael giggling at the speed. They come to a halt, and the camera is turned around to now be in the face of Ranboo, who now has the room keys and has just made it back to the group. He leans back a bit to avoid being smacked in the face.]

"Holy cow, watch out!"

"Oops, sorry."

"What's happening?"

"We were doing introductions, so now it's your turn."

"I have to introduce myself, to myself?"

"Mhm!"

"Well, ok." [He reaches forward and the camera angle moves up as he grabs it, holding it more in front of his face.] "Um, hi, I'm Ranboo, which means I am in fact you, but, from the past? I'm not too sure how this works. I will say though, that everything you've heard before this can be trusted. Because I know you're wondering right now if all the other stuff is true, and it is. You can trust these people." [He pauses and smiles softly.] "They're family."

"WHAT IS UP WITH YOU ALWAYS BEING SO SAPPY?"

[Ranboo turns to the left, smile growing.] "Because, Tommy, I have the right to be sappy when talking about my family." [He looks back at the camera.] "Well on that note, I think that's about it."

[He looks down and squats down. When he stands back up he's holding Michael, who wraps his little arms around Ranboo's neck. Ranboo turns and kisses the side of Michael's head, and Michael giggles.]

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[The camera turns on and they're now in a hotel room. The walls are a light aqua color, and drawings of different characters from The Little Mermaid decorate the walls while the carpet has white, light blue, and light purple swirls. The lamps have seashell decorations on them, and as the camera pans over a table, the lyrics to Under the Sea are written in the pattern. In the scan across the room, the camera passes by a large mirror and reveals Ranboo behind the camera, who grins and waves. He turns the camera to show the beds. Tubbo is sitting on the left one, looking at his phone, while Tommy is on the right one. He's face down on the bed with Michael sitting on his back clutching his chicken. Tommy occasionally pretends to struggle to get up as if Michael is too heavy while Michael laughs at him. The camera gets closer to Tubbo.]

"Hey, I'm gonna go to the other's room, I'll be right back."

[Tubbo looks up when Ranboo speaks, and nods.]

"Alright, tell them I think I've found somewhere to eat for dinner."

[The camera is tilted to the floor and mostly shows Ranboo's shoes as he leaves the room and enters the hallway, the carpet turning to a reddish brown color. He takes a few steps before knocking is heard. The door opens up a few seconds later and he steps inside, the camera now being held up once again. This room looks identical to the last except for the art on the walls, which has different characters and art styles. The room is also much messier, with clothes and such already scattered around the room. Kristin is briefly seen in the bathroom unpacking their toiletries as Ranboo walks by into the main area. Techno looks up as he comes in.]

"Oh, hey Ranboo."

"Hi. Just wanted to kinda show both rooms while we had some time, although they're both practically the same. I was also given the task of letting you guys know that Tubbo thinks he's found somewhere to eat."

"Oh thank god." [Wilbur speaks up from his place in the chair next to the table.] "I was beginning to think he'd let us starve."

[Phil's voice is heard from out of frame.]

"Well, we're still unpacking some stuff so how about you send us a text when it's time to go. I'm sure you lot have some stuff to do, too."

"Yeah that's probably a good idea. Welp, I guess I'll see you guys in a bit."

[The camera goes back to pointing at the floor as Ranboo makes his way back into the hallway. The door can be heard closing behind him and he stops, lifting the camera back up to his face.]

"Well, we probably don't have to video us eating, and we've probably filmed enough for today. So, um, god why does this feel like I'm vlogging, this is Tommy's thing not mine. I guess we'll just pick up the filming tomorrow morning." 

[He lifts a hand and gives an awkward wave.]

"Bye?"

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[The camera flicks back on to show Tommy. The camera angle moves down as the phone is set down on the table, and he sits down in the chair. He starts spinning, blowing out air.]

"Well, it's currently, um, last I checked it was 7:08 a.m., and I'm the only one awake at the moment."

[His voice is quiet, and he stops spinning to grab the camera again. He flips it around to face forward and walks over to his and Michael's bed. Michael is still asleep, chest rising and falling slowly as he squeezes his chicken close to him. The little hair that he has is all messed up from sleep.]

"The kid's still sleeping, which makes sense since he's, y'know, a child , but these two–"

[The camera moves over to the other bed.]

"–these two should be awake with me because now I'm bored and I don't know if anyone else is up."

[The camera shows Tubbo and Ranboo still fast asleep, curled up together. Tubbo's head is lying on the place between Ranboo's right shoulder and neck, his arm thrown across Ranboo's stomach. Ranboo's right arm is wrapped loosely around his waist, and his head is turned to face Tubbo's with his nose brushing the brown curls. They're both breathing softly, neither one aware of their friend filming them. There's a scoff from out of frame from Tommy and the camera turns back to his face, although you can only see from his nose up from how close the camera is being held.]

"It's disgusting, how sappy they are. They remind me how lonely I am."

[The camera moves away before coming back just as close.]

"Tubbo if you see this clip, that's all a joke, I'm very glad you're happy and it is simply a bit. Thank you, and please do not kill me in my sleep because Michael would be very upset to lose his favorite uncle."

✨

[The camera is now on Wilbur, and he shields his eyes from the sun and squints at the phone before grinning.]

"Ok it's recording. Hello! It's my turn with the camera! We finally made it past bag check, which would have gone quicker if somebody –" [The camera is turned around to show Ranboo.] "didn't insist on packing a whole backpack full of things."

"Hey, we might need some of this stuff!"

"Yeah? What's in there?"

[Ranboo starts counting on his fingers as he lists.] "Sunglasses, an umbrella, sunscreen, bug spray, tissues, hand sanitizer, noise cancelling headphones, Michael's chicken, some chapstick, a few ponchos in case it suddenly starts raining–"

"Yeah yeah, we get it, you're prepared for the apocalypse." [Tommy cuts him off, walking past the camera in front of him. Tubbo laughs somewhere out of frame. Wilbur turns the camera back to himself.]

"Well, we're in Downtown Disney at the moment, which is where all the shops are. And I don't know about everyone else, but I want a hat."

[Phil comes up from behind him.]

"Well according to the little map here, there's several shops around that we can get hats from."

"Great! Onward men!" [He pauses.] "And mom. LET'S GO!"

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[The camera is now being held by Techno. He squints a bit, readjusting his glasses.]

"I don't have anything specific to say. Just wanted to show that I am in fact the most calm and normal one here."

[The camera is held out a bit further to show Phil and Kristin walking with him, who smile at the camera before it's turned around to show the rest of their group ahead of them. They're all for the most part being rowdy and somehow not running into other people they pass by.]

"See, I'm the only normal one in this family."

"This is why you're my favorite son." [Phil says from out of frame. Wilbur and Tommy whip around, and they each point an accusatory finger in Phil's direction.]

"He finally admits it!" [Wilbur shouts.]

"I can't believe it's taken him this long to say what we've known all along out loud." [Tommy cackles. The camera pans over to Phil, who's sputtering.]

"I, no, listen, I never– What would give you the impression, this is bullshit, I'm being ganged up on."

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[The camera lowers to the ground to be face to face with Michael. Behind him are shelves of Disney themed hats.]

"Which hat did you pick?" [Kristin asks from behind the camera. He grins, holding it up.]

"Stitch!"

"Wow, that's so cool! [The camera angle moves back up and one of her hands enters the frame.]

"Let's go find everyone else, okay?" [He nods and grabs her hand. The camera angle is moved up in front of them as they make their way through the store to the others. They're all gathered in one corner, and Phil is supervising while looking very tired like usual. He looks up as they get closer.]

"Please tell me we're getting regular hats."

[Kristin laughs.] "Don't worry, I'm planning for us to match with just regular Mickey and Minnie headbands."

"Oh thank god." 

[She turns the camera to everyone else and walks over to them. She walks up to Ranboo first.]

"So what hat did you pick?"

[He looks over at her and holds up the hat in his hands. It's a regular black hat with Mickey ears and a small picture of Mickey on the front.]

"Just this one. It's simple but still has some Disney energy, y'know?"

"Yeah, makes sense. Suits you, too."

[Tubbo suddenly runs into frame right up to Ranboo. He's holding a hat designed like the aliens from Toy Story.]

"Boo, Ranboo, look how fucking goofy this hat looks! It's got a weird little wobbly bit on top. [He laughs.] I'm definitely getting this one. What are you getting?" [Ranboo holds up his hat and Tubbo makes a face.] "But that's so boring , there's so many hats in here to choose."

"That's exactly why I picked this one, all the other hats were just too much design wise."

"Well, alright."

[There's some commotion out of frame. The camera turns and Kristin walks over to her sons. Wilbur is holding a Goofy hat, Techno has some regular silver ears, and Tommy has somehow found some that have the UK's flag. Tommy looks over as she gets closer.]

"Mom, tell Wilbur he can't get that hat."

"Why can't he get that hat?" [She tries not to laugh.]

"He looks like fucking Abraham Lincoln! He's a tall guy and he's gonna be wearing a tall hat! It's also got those floppy ears which I know for a fact he's gonna use them as a weapon and hit me."

[Wilbur looks at the camera, trying to keep a straight face.]

"I would never in my entire life attack my little brother in such a way."

[Tommy whirls around to look at him.] "Yes you absolutely would, bitch! I know how you are, you're gonna do it randomly too when I least expect it–"

"At least the hat I chose is actually Disney themed–"

"How dare you, it's for the Queen –"

[The camera moves over to Techno who is watching his two brothers with an amused look on his face.]

"What did you pick?" [Kristin asks him.]

"Just these. I wanted something more simple, too, but these have a little bit of a design on them, so."

"I think it suits you."

"Thanks."

"Are we done now? Can we, are you all gonna be calm?" [Phil asks as the camera is moved back to show that everyone has gathered back into one group. Michael walks up to him and waves for him to lean down. He squats down to be face level with him and Michael puts Mickey ears on him before he smiles and bounces back to his dads. Phil sighs and stands back up.]

"Alright, I'll take that as a yes. Let's pay for these and get going."

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[The camera is held super close to Wilbur's face, the bright green hat on his head barely being in frame.]

"Holy shit, the castle is huge."

"Turn the camera around and actually show it, dumbass." [Tommy said from out of frame. Wilbur grumbles a bit but does turn the camera around and slowly tilts it up to show the entirety of the castle. There's a lot of other people walking around and through the castle to enter the park, most of them stopping to take pictures. This includes Ranboo and Tubbo who are taking pictures of Michael in front of the statue of Walt Disney and Mickey. The camera stays on them as Tubbo moves to stand on the concrete that wraps around the statue and puts Michael on his hip so that the three of them are closer to the same height. Ranboo holds his phone out selfie style and takes a picture as he and Tubbo each kiss one of Michael's cheeks while he laughs. Wilbur turns the camera back to Tommy just in time to catch him fake gagging. He sees that the camera is now facing him.]

"What? It's disgusting, innit?"

[Wilbur laughs and ruffles Tommy's hair, who in return ducks trying to avoid his hand while also fighting off a smile. Techno suddenly appears next to them.]

"Did you know there's hotel rooms inside the castle? They're at the very top."

[Tommy's mouth gapes open.] "Why aren't we staying in one of those?"

"Because, Tommy," [Phil pipes up.] "I am not entirely made of money. Also, I'm pretty sure you can only get those rooms in giveaways or something. You have to win them."

"Well that's stupid."

[The camera angle gets closer to Ranboo, Tubbo, and Michael as the Minecraft's walk over to them. Tubbo sets Michael back on the ground only for him to immediately take off. Ranboo manages to quickly wrap his tail around Michael's stomach and lift him into the air to stop him from running away from them.]

"Michael! You can't run off like that!"

[Michael pouts from where he's being held in the air.]

"But daddy, I wanna go see!"

"We're gonna go see, but you have to stay with us while we go see. We don't need you getting lost or hurt. I'm gonna set you down now, but you need to hold someone's hand unless you want to be carried around everywhere like this, okay?"

[Michael nods, still pouting, but grabs Tubbo's hand nonetheless when he's sat back down. Phil chuckles out of frame.]

"Wish it was that easy to control you three."

[Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy all shout out in protest while Kristin laughs.]

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"Are you sure you're gonna be able to lift more than he is? You know it's weighted down." [Wilbur jabs at Tommy. Tommy and Tubbo are both standing next to the sword in the stone, the carousel spinning behind them. Phil and Techno are near them, ready to have their own competition next. Tommy gives the camera a betrayed look.]

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Tubbo clearly has more muscle than you do."

"That's not– Tubbo, compare muscles with me."

[Tubbo grins, but flexes with Tommy, and he clearly has more muscle than Tommy does. Wilbur cackles while Tommy squawks.]

"The fuck? How is this even possible? You don't work out!"

"Tommy, big man, I lift heavy stuff every single day, that's 'workout' enough." 

"Mimimimimi, whatever, I'm gonna pull the sword now."

[He walks over and grabs the handle of the sword with both hands and gives a big tug. The sword doesn't budge. Tubbo snickers and Tommy stares incredulously at the sword. His expression turns to concentration as he rubs his hands together and then moves his grip to under the sword's hilt. He lifts up, face turning a bit red from the strain, but the sword still doesn't move. He backs away, panting a bit.]

"There's no way you can lift that."

"Challenge accepted." 

[Tubbo takes his place behind the sword, but instead of immediately grabbing it he looks it over for any specific place that might be the best to hold. Tommy rolls his eyes from his place off to the side. Tubbo finally puts his hands under the hilt like Tommy's last try and pushes up with his legs as well as his arms. Tommy's eyes seem to bug out of his head as the sword lifts up an inch before Tubbo lowers it back down to readjust his grip.]

"What the fuck. How did you do that?"

[Tubbo doesn't answer as he lifts the sword again, managing to lift it up to his chest before lowering it back down. He huffs a bit, hands on his hips.]

"Probably could've done a bit more if I wasn't so short. Damn my small legs." 

[They both make their way back over to Wilbur, who high fives Tubbo. Tommy just scowls. Techno and Phil make their way over and Wilbur calls out to them.]

"I say you each only get one try since we all know you're gonna be able to lift it."

[Phil and Techno look at each other and shrug but seem to agree with it. Techno has the first go and it goes similarly to Tubbo's. He takes a second to find the best handhold before suddenly yanking it up. The handle makes it up to his chin before it slides back in place. Techno stares at it, considering.]

"I think there was a little bit left in it, but I don't think it comes all the way out. If it did, I would've had it."

[Phil nods behind him.] "Alright, noted."

[Tubbo leans closer to the camera and whispers.]

"Be honest, Will. Is he old man enough to not be able to do it or is he like, secretly Jesus or something?"

"Honestly, this could go either way. I could totally see him start to lift it and then complain about his back and only further give us more old man joke material, but I can also see him absolutely crushing it and pulling it out the farthest. So I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

[Right after the words leave his mouth Phil hoists up the sword. There's a loud clanging sound as the weight inside the anvil hits the top. Phil grimaces at the sound, waiting for the reverb of metal hitting metal to calm down before carefully easing it back in. He takes a step back and looks at the anvil proudly.]

"Phil, are you Jesus?" [Tubbo calls out. Phil just laughs.]

"I don't think so, mate." [He claps his hands together.] "Well, that's that. On we go!"

[He turns and walks off with the others while Tommy stays back with Wilbur.]

"We're still making old man jokes to him, right?"

"Oh absolutely. This doesn't take away the fact that his bones pop whenever he moves. He's definitely still an old man. And besides, plenty of old men are buff. He just also happens to be fragile."

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[The camera is very close to Tubbo's face and he flinches, jumping a bit at how zoomed in it is before zooming out to actually show himself. He turns it around to show the rest of their group sitting in the monorail to ride back to their hotel. There's a few bags of things they bought that day. Ranboo is sitting across from him, Michael sitting in his lap asleep. Ranboo's looking out the window and occasionally rubbing Michael's back as he breathes softly. Tubbo reaches a foot out and gently kicks his leg to get his attention. Ranboo looks up, a questioning look on his face before he registers the camera. His face slides into a soft smile and he kicks back, careful not to rustle Michael before he goes back to looking out the window. Tubbo turns the camera back to himself.]

"It's Michael's nap time as you just saw, so we're heading back to the hotel. We're probably not going to have any more things to film today. We're still gonna do stuff, just probably not gonna worry about videoing it. So, see you tomorrow!"

[He gives a little wave, and the clip ends.]

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[The camera flicks back on, but the energy in the room is very different from earlier clips. It's sometime in the morning, shown from how everyone is still in pajamas and Michael is still fast asleep. The curtains are open, letting in the early morning light but still leaving the room in a dimmer light. Tommy was the one to turn on the camera, and he steps out of frame and away from where the camera is situated in front of Ranboo and Tubbo's bed. He goes to sit on the edge of the bed he and Michael share, careful not to wake him. The room is dead silent. Ranboo and Tubbo are sitting on their bed, Ranboo looking around the room curiously but cautiously. From the look on Tubbo's face, you can tell it's a no memory morning. Tubbo glances at the camera, then glances at Tommy who gives a short nod, and finally looks back to Ranboo, carefully taking his hands. Ranboo turns fully to Tubbo, and you see him freeze slightly.]

"So, I know you're very confused right now, but you'll just have to trust me right now even though you don't know me, but you do know me, you just can't remember, and we're filming this so you can see what this looks like later, and– God, okay, let me start over, that was confusing. Um, god now I can't even remember how I usually do this. I guess I'll start with, I'm Tubbo, and your name is Ranboo, in case you didn't remember that. And, uh, we're married."

[Ranboo's eyes go wide at this.]

"Married?"

"Mhm."

[Tubbo lifts up Ranboo's hand to show the ring on his finger, as well as holding up his own hand with his own ring. Ranboo's mouth makes a small 'o' shape as he sees them. He looks back up.]

"Is this…..is this our house? Because this doesn't, really, look like a house-?"

"Oh, no! No, no, we're in a hotel right now. We're at Disney World right now with some close friends and our son and–"

[Ranboo cuts him off at that.]

"We have a son?"

[Tubbo nods. Ranboo squeezes their hands.]

"Where is he?"

"Right behind you, big guy." [Tommy speaks up. Ranboo jumps a bit as if he forgot Tommy was there. He glances at Tommy before turning around to look in the direction of where Tommy nodded his head. He gasps softly when he sees Michael, still asleep.]

"He's so small." [He whispers. Tubbo nods his head, smiling softly.]

"Yeah. He's only four." 

[Ranboo watches Michael for a bit longer before turning back around. Tubbo's eyes widen.]

"Oh! That's Tommy, he's one of the friends we're here with."

[He stops talking, a thoughtful look on his face. He seems to be rolling a thought around in his head.]

"Is any of this seeming familiar?"

"I…..a bit? Something's there, but it's all still kinda fuzzy." [He pauses, suddenly looking sheepish.] "Sorry."

"No no, don't be sorry! I probably haven't been explaining stuff the best anyways, um…." [Tubbo trails off. Tommy speaks up.]

"Why don't we just show him the stuff we've already filmed? The whole reason we're even doing it is specifically for these situations."

[Tubbo slaps a hand across his forehead.] "Of course! God, I'm so stupid sometimes, seriously."

[Tubbo quickly gets off the bed and goes somewhere out of frame. Ranboo watches him, a thoughtful look on his face.]

"I don't think that's true."

"Well we know he's in there somewhere, he's being sappy again, Jesus Christ." [Tommy jokes. Tubbo laughs, but it quickly stops as Ranboo and Tommy, both still in frame, look over at Michael. They're holding their breath, worried they've just woken him up, but he continues on sleeping. They all breathe a sigh of relief and Tubbo walks back over to the bed with his phone in hand. He jumps up next to Ranboo, sitting close enough for Ranboo to see the screen, but not enough to make him uncomfortable since he's still a bit wary of everything. Tommy stands up.]

"I'm gonna go check on everyone else, see if they're awake and kinda let them know what's happening if they are."

[Tubbo nods at him, and he walks across the frame and then disappears. The sound of the door opening and closing is heard, and then only the faint sounds coming from Tubbo's phone. The scene sits there for a few seconds before it jumps forward. Tubbo and Ranboo are still sitting on their bed watching Tubbo's phone, but in the right side of the frame Michael is slowly and carefully crawling out of bed, rubbing his eyes a bit. He climbs up onto the other bed and, not knowing what had happened while he was asleep, situates himself in Ranboo's lap and curls up. Ranboo tenses for a split second, but eventually relaxes. He very gently wraps an arm around Michael, who in turn snuggles into him more. They sit like that for a bit before Ranboo hesitantly starts moving his hand up and down Michael's back. When there's no complaints, his hand makes more steady motions. He smiles softly and keeps watching the screen. The scene jumps forward once again, and now Ranboo looks much more relaxed. Michael is fully awake now, and he occasionally points out things on the screen and rattles out some kind of comment about it. Tubbo has scooted closer to Ranboo, and they're now sitting close enough for their arms to be pressed together. He slowly tilts his head down and leans on Ranboo's shoulder lightly, still testing the waters. When Ranboo doesn't react to it, he lets his head fully rest on his shoulder. He smiles softly, and the scene jumps forward a final time. The sun has fully come up, and the room is now bathed in soft yellow light, lit up a bit more than when the recording started. Ranboo's head is now leaned on top of Tubbo's, and Michael has moved back to his bed and is playing with his chicken. Ranboo slides a hand over and tangles his fingers with Tubbo's. Tubbo's eyes look up at him, his head staying in its place.] 

"You doing okay?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, honey, I'm okay now."

[Tubbo hums in response and squeezes his hand. He stops whatever clip is playing on his phone and sets the device on top of the messed up sheets. He closes his eyes, and Ranboo lifts his head and presses a kiss to the top of Tubbo's head before going back to his previous position. They sit there in silence, just taking in the other's company. Michael at this point finally notices Tommy's phone still sitting on the table, and he gets off the bed to walk over to it. He grins when he sees what it is, and Ranboo notices what's happening right as Michael grabs it and holds it much too close to his face, grinning.]

"Michael, put that back down-!"

[Michael just squeals and starts to run away in the direction of the door with the phone. He's stopped though when the door opens, the much brighter light from the hallway washing over him. He grins, though you can only tell from the way his eyes scrunch up.]

"Hi, Mimi!" [He giggles. Tommy can be heard out of frame and right behind the camera.]

"Hey, Michael. What have you got there?"

"Think it's your phone."

"I see. Is your dad doing any better?" [This question was aimed more at Tubbo and Ranboo, but the camera jostled as Michael shrugged, still having no idea about what had happened earlier. Ranboo answered.]

"Yeah, I'm good now, don't worry."

"Alright, that's good. Michael, can I have my phone back?"

[The camera angle is lifted up to Tommy's height as Michael gives it to him. Michael turns around and runs back over to the bed to grab his chicken. Tommy turns the camera around to face him. There's a fond smile on his face as he watches Michael run off and then the clip ends.]

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[There's very loud background noise of water and lots of people, which is mostly kids screaming and laughing. Wilbur is the one holding the camera, and there's a weird thing over the lens that gives everything a weird wobbly view. Wilbur squints a bit.]

"Alright, good, good, yes, this will work. Hello again! We're at the pools, but don't worry, little audience, for my phone is inside a little water proof plastic bag so my phone isn't accidentally destroyed. Heh, pov, you're in bag." [He laughs. He taps at the screen a bit, seeming to immediately forget that it's inside a bag and that he won't be able to flip the camera or anything.] "Well shit. Hold on everyone, your entertainment will be back momentarily."

[It jumps forward a bit to where the camera is now facing outward and showing the pools. It's more of an indoor water park, with slides and other rides off in the background. Closer to the camera is the rest of the little group. Kristin and Ranboo are setting out towels and things on some beach chairs nearby while Tubbo gets Michael into his floaties. Tommy is trying to shove Techno into the water but is being very unsuccessful. Techno eventually just picks him up and throws him in, Phil laughing as Tommy comes back up to the surface sputtering. Wilbur walks over to them and high fives Techno.]

"Wow, Tommy, that really was pathetic."

"I honestly don't know what he was thinking." [Techno says.] "We all know I'm much stronger than him. Also, what is that?" [He points at the phone.]

"It's a little bag so that my phone survives the pool and I can still get some footage."

"Huh, makes sense I guess." [Techno doesn't give anyone time to react as he quickly cannonballs into the pool, effectively splashing everyone, including the phone bag. Wilbur lets out a whoop and the camera angle goes into the air as he jumps and is suddenly also plunged into the water. He reaches out and gives the camera a thumbs up.]

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[The angle is still from inside the pool, only above water this time. The camera is pointed at Techno who's standing also in the water but next to the edge of the pool, looking at a nervous Michael. Back behind Techno, a bit deeper in the pool, is Tubbo, Tommy, Wilbur, and Phil in the middle of a chicken fight, Ranboo sitting on the edge of the pool as close as he can get to the water before getting in the splash zone and watching them. This leaves Kristin to be the one behind the camera. Techno holds his arms out towards Michael.]

"Kid, I promise, I'll catch you. Have I ever broken a promise to you?"

[Michael still looks a little skeptical, but seems to weigh his options.] "No…"

"Then why would I break this one? Hey, remember you don't have to jump if you don't want to."

"No, I want to! Just scared."

"And that's perfectly fine. Take as long as you need."

[Michael shifts on his feet a bit, seeming to prepare himself. He hesitates a bit longer, before he takes the few steps and jumps. There's a splash, but as the water calms down Michael can be seen being held up by Techno. He looks around a bit, and, seeing that he's okay, starts smiling and clapping. Techno grins in return, and Kristin cheers along.]

"See? That wasn't that bad."

"Again, again! I wanna jump again!"

[Techno walks over and sets him back down at the side of the pool before going back to his original position. Michael jumps again but without hesitation and he's caught once again, begging to do the whole thing another time.]

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"Okay, is everyone ready?" 

[The clip is now where the chicken fight is. Tubbo has Tommy on his shoulders while Phil has Wilbur on his shoulders. Tommy and Wilbur are already trying to make swipes at each other, but pause when Ranboo calls out. There's a chorus of "yeah"s and "yes"s from the four of them.]

"Alright. Please don't kill each other during this, I would especially like to have my husband alive. Three, two, one, go!"

[Tommy and Wilbur launch at each other, Phil and Tubbo lurching forward from the movement but quickly regaining their balance. Wilbur pushes at Tommy's head, and he retaliates by pushing at Wilbur's chest. They eventually get to baby slapping each other. Tommy at one point ends up grabbing one of Wilbur's hands in an attempt to push him off. Wilbur catches the other hand and they start pushing at each other without letting go. Phil and Tubbo are wobbling around underneath them, Tubbo a bit less. The water is splashing up around them, and the camera moves away from the edge a bit more as Ranboo tries not to get splashed. In all the commotion, one of Wilbur's feet slips from Phil's grasp. Tommy takes the opportunity and grabs Wilbur's free foot and hoists him backwards. It's enough unbalance for Wilbur to go toppling backwards, Phil being dragged along with him. Tommy cheers.]

"YES! YES! TAKE THAT, YOU BI–"

[He's cut off when Tubbo launches him off of his back and into the water. Tubbo turns back to the camera with a shit eating grin on his face as Tommy angrily swims towards him. Tommy shoves him under the water in retaliation, leaving Ranboo laughing at both of them.]

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[The camera is pointed at Michael, who is sitting up on his knees backwards on a chair. They're all inside a little restaurant, and in a few places in the background there are a few different Disney characters walking around to some tables and getting pictures with the kids. Michael is looking between all the characters, clearly looking for someone specific, his Stitch hat twisting around a bit each time he turns.]

"Who you looking for?" [Tubbo asks from behind the camera.]

"Stitch."

"Look behind us."

[Michael does, turning around to face the camera but looking behind it. He gasps, grinning and pointing. The camera turns to where he's pointing to show Stitch, who acts surprised to see Michael before pointing back. Stitch walks over to them animatedly, playing up practically every move he makes, much to Michael's delight, and the camera follows him over. He stands next to Michael and gestures to his hat, giving him a thumbs up. Michael is too excited to give any kind of answer. Ranboo chuckles from where he's sitting next to Michael and gets his phone out.]

"Here, turn and face me and we'll get your picture with him."

[Michael quickly turns and gives a big smile while Stitch poses behind him. Ranboo takes the picture and Michael turns back to Stitch. Stitch holds his arms out for a hug and Michael happily accepts, giving him a big squeeze. Stitch gives him a little wave before moving off to another table. Michael sits in his seat for two seconds before he stands up and tries to walk off, only being unsuccessful because Wilbur reaches out an arm and stops him.]

"Woah, little guy, where do you think you're going?"

"We gotta go find other people!"

[Wilbur laughs.] "We will, but we've got to finish our food first."

[Michael pouts a bit, but sits back down.] "Fine."

[Wilbur reaches out and ruffles his hair a bit, and Michael stubbornly fights of a smile, only halfway succeeding. Tommy snorts somewhere off camera.]

"Wow, Tubso, he really is your son."

[The camera quickly whips around to face him.]

"And what's that supposed to mean?!"

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[Techno's face appears as the camera turns back on, and he flinches a bit. There's quite a large amount of people surrounding him, as well as Tommy, Wilbur, Phil, and Kristin. You can just barely make out his voice above the commotion.]

"Well, I was going to give an update, but who knows if I'll be heard."

[Wilbur leans his head over.]

"Update on what?"

"It would go like this: Day four at Disney, and I am already tired of my family's shenanigans. I am ready to get some kind of Disney merch and then go take a nap for a couple years."

[Wilbur wraps an arm around Techno, grinning.]

"Awwww, Techno, you know you love us. You at least love me, your dear twin."

"You're the most debatable one."

"Well at least chat likes me."

[Techno sighs.] "That's true, that's true. They certainly like you more than Tommy."

"WHICH IS STUPID BECAUSE I AM SIMPLY THE BEST." [Tommy shouts. Techno shrugs.]

"I tell the truth. Also, they're literally all calling you a child right now."

"Chat, if you were a physical person I would fight you so hard right now."

"I'm pretty sure Chat would beat your ass." [Wilbur responds.]

"Just watch it, Will, I'll beat your ass–"

[Techno suddenly winces a bit, eyes almost squeezing shut. A hand goes to his forehead before his eyes go wide. He freezes for a second before quickly looking around. Wilbur and Tommy immediately notice. Tommy looks worried.]

"Techno? What's happening?"

"I don't know, Chat just started yelling Ranboo, Tubbo, and Michael's names so I'm assuming that means something's wrong."

[They all start looking around now, the scenery behind Techno spinning along as the camera moves. Phil's voice is suddenly heard.]

"Shit."

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[The camera turns back on, facing forward this time. It zooms in a bit to clear up on the scene: Ranboo, Tubbo, and Michael at an ice cream stand getting yelled at by some middle aged man. Michael, who looks scared, is being held by Ranboo, who in turn is gripping one of Tubbo's hands tightly. Tubbo himself looks like he's two seconds away from launching himself at the man, but it seems like Ranboo's grip is to not only stabilize himself but also prevent Tubbo from attacking the man. Wilbur's voice pipes up from out of frame.]

"Techno, I thought we weren't going to video the asshole yelling at them."

"No, yeah, that was the plan, but the plan has changed, especially if I get a Disney princess beating up an asshole on camera."

"What-?" [Wilbur's voice cuts off as an angry Rapunzel storms into frame. Several park goers scramble to get out of her way as she makes her way to the ice cream stand. None of the _Beloved's have noticed her yet. Neither has the man. They're too far away for the actual words to be picked up by the camera, but the noise definitely quiets down as Rapunzel slows her speed walk down to somewhat of a skip as she quickly gets back into character when she approaches them. Even from the distance you can tell her smile is definitely faked as she starts talking to the man, discreetly placing herself between him and the family.]

"Fight, fight, fight, fight–" [Techno whispers. The camera jostles a bit as Wilbur elbows him, cutting him off. Their attention is brought back to the scene in front of them as the man starts yelling at Rapunzel, who is still staying in character. She's been slowly walking towards him as they 'talk', forcing him to move backwards and create more space between them. Eventually, some security guards come up and lead him off; Rapunzel or another park worker must have sent some kind of message at some point alerting the need for security. She grins and waves after him before turning back to the others, a concerned look on her face. They talk for a bit, everything starting to calm down. She eventually turns to the worker at the ice cream stand and says something. Ranboo says something to her that makes her turn back to him and wave off whatever comment he had made. The worker hands her three things of ice cream which she hands to each of them. They look surprised, and Ranboo once again tries to somewhat deny the favor but she waves the comment off again. She says something else to them, smiling, and she gives them a wave as she walks away. Michael waves after her, and when they turn around he waves at Techno and Wilbur when he sees them. Ranboo and Tubbo also finally catch sight of them and head over. They finally make their way to the group, and Ranboo still looks a bit frazzled, while Tubbo still looks in the mood for murder. Ranboo notices Techno still filming.]

"Did you film all that?"

"Not all of it, only pulled out my phone when I noticed Rapunzel making her way over. Couldn't really hear anything that was being said."

"Well, it was–"

"I would've killed him." [Tubbo interjects as he angrily opens his ice cream. Ranboo sighs.]

"No, you wouldn't have."

"I absolutely fucking would have! If she hadn't walked up when she did, I was about to gut him with my horns, you holding me back or not. I would've done it!"

"What even actually happened?" [Wilbur asks. Tubbo is too busy stuffing ice cream into his mouth to answer, so Ranboo does.]

"Well, we were standing in line to get ice cream, which was, y'know, the whole reason we walked ahead of you so we could find some. And this guy, I don't know if he was behind us in line, or just saw us as he was walking by, but he just starts being blatantly homophobic! We hadn't done or said anything to him, and he's getting really loud and angry and making a scene. I was honestly worried he was gonna get physical until, y'know, Rapunzel swooped in. And she insisted on us getting free ice cream, so that was a plus." 

"Well, damn."

[Tommy speaks up.] "We should give Rapunzel a shirt that says 'protector of the gays'."

[Tubbo laughs at that.] "Rapunzel: Protector of the Gays, trademark." [He looks over at Michael and does a double take.] "Michael! How do you already have ice cream all over your face?"

[Michael just grins at him and keeps eating.]

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"C'mon, dad, just ride it with us once, then we won't make you do it again." [Tommy is saying to Phil. Phil shakes his head.]

"Absolutely not! I don't do well with drops like that."

"Wh– you can literally fly!" [Wilbur exclaims.]

"So? I'm in control of that, making it safer. Splash Mountain, on the other hand, I have no control over."

[Techno pops into view.] "Alright, just finished watching a video of someone riding it and the drop is only about five seconds. I think you can handle that."

[Phil sighs.] "So I have to go?"

"Yep!" [Kristin responds from behind the camera, laughing.] "I'll stay down here with Michael while you six ride it. Then you won't have to do it again!"

[He throws his head back, groaning.] "Fine. Fine! Once, and only once. [He looks at the camera.] "If I die on this, make sure Michael is the only one written in my will, because everyone else ganged up on me and technically caused my death."

[Michael tilts his head, confused.] "What's a will?"

"It's something that says that when I'm no longer here, you get all of my money."

"Yay! Money!"

[Tubbo points a finger at everyone.] "If anyone tries to compare that to me being a gold digger, your days are numbered."

"I don't know, Tubbo," [Ranboo bumps him with his hip.] "sounds like you just confessed to being a gold digger."

"You." [Tubbo squints at him.] "You're on thin ice."

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[The camera shakes a bit as Kristin gets situated on the bench she and Michael are sitting on. It's facing the waterfall in Splash Mountain, meaning they have the perfect view for watching their family go down. The camera turns to face Michael, who's swinging his feet.]

"Have you been having fun?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah? Me too."

"The castle is so big! Bigger than Daddy! And, and, and all the people, there's so many. And Papa said there's fireworks!"

"Yep, we'll get to watch those in a couple of days. That'll be exciting, yeah?"

"Mhm!"

"So, what's been your favorite part of the trip so far?"

[His face scrunches up as he thinks.] 

"Swimming, and ice cream with Rapunzel!"

"Oh wow, is Rapunzel your favorite princess?"

[He grins and nods aggressively.]

"Who's your favorite?"

"Hmm. I don't think I have a favorite. I like them all. Hopefully we'll get to see all of them."

[Michael's face turns serious. He sits up on his knees and he scoots closer to Kristin. His hands reach up and behind the camera and it can only be assumed that he's holding her head.]

"We will see them all, Grandma. I make sure we do."

[She laughs.]

"Thank you, sweetheart."

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[The camera is on selfie mode as Ranboo holds it up to show Phil sitting behind him. Tubbo is next to Ranboo, and Tommy is next to Phil which leaves Wilbur and Techno in the back, although they can't be seen from the angle. Tommy poses when he sees the camera, and Phil groans. Ranboo grins.]

"So, Phil, how ya feeling?"

[Phil flips off the camera and Ranboo laughs.]

"Y'know, out of everyone here, I would've expected you to be on my side, Ranboo. This is an unwanted betrayal."

"If I had been on your side, you wouldn't have set foot on this ride."

"Here comes the incline!" [Tubbo calls out, and Wilbur cheers while Phil groans again and puts his head in his hands. Wilbur leans forward to get in frame as their boat starts tilting up to head to the top of the hill.]

"Are we posing? Are we doing some coordinated shit for the picture? Or are we just doing whatever."

"Honestly, it's probably too late to plan something, since we're almost at the top." [Ranboo replies. Phil leans forward and grabs the hand bar in front of him.]

"Let's just get this over with, please."

"As you wish, Phil!" [Tubbo cackles as they reach the top.] "Here we go!"

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"Oh, Michael, look! There they go!"

[The camera quickly turns to the waterfall just in time to catch them going down, letting out shouts the entire way down. They hit the bottom, and a blast of water shoots up from the impact, soaking Kristin and Michael as well as the people around them. A few drops land on the lens, and some people cheer in the background as the camera turns to Michael who laughs. Kristin laughs too.]

"Well, I didn't expect that to happen, did you?"

[He shakes his head. She reaches up and dries off the lens with a spot on her sleeve that managed to stay dry.]

"Well, at least we'll dry pretty quick with how hot it is."

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"FUCK! SHIT!"

[Everyone starts laughing as Ranboo holds up his phone to showcase Phil again. They're all wet from the impact, and Wilbur and Techno are cleaning off their glasses. Tommy starts clapping and everyone else soon joins in, except for Phil, who is still recovering.]

"YEAH! YOU DID IT!"

"And I never have to do it again, right!"

[Wilbur leans forward and claps his shoulder.]

"Yeah, don't worry, you don't have to do it again. Oh man, I wish we had gotten that on video, that was so funny holy shit."

"I think I got his reaction right as we got to the bottom." [Ranboo supplies. Wilbur fist pumps, whispering 'yes'. Ranboo brings his phone back down in front of him.]

"So what are we doing now?"

"Who knows." [Tubbo responds.] "We'll see when we get back with Michael and Kristin. Honestly, I'm starving."

"Fucking same." [Tommy says, leaning up between them to get his face in frame.] "I say we let Dadza rest his precious stomach and then we go get food, because boy do I have the munchies."

[Tubbo reaches up and puts his whole hand on Tommy's face, pushing him backwards while Ranboo laughs.]

"We'll see what we can find, but first we kinda need to get off the ride."

"Oh, yeah."

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[The camera moves into the bathroom, the bright lights making the white countertops appear to glow. Toiletries are scattered across its surface, and Tubbo is standing at one of the sinks brushing his teeth. He has his bangs tied up in somewhat of a ponytail that sticks straight up in the air. The mirror shows Ranboo behind the camera, grinning. Tubbo looks at him curiously, toothbrush still in his mouth, as Ranboo zooms in a bit.]

"And here we see a wild Tubbo_Beloved in his natural habitat. Notice the hairstyle he dons to be able to see his actions–"

[He cuts himself off laughing as Tubbo reaches an arm back and smacks him across the chest, rolling his eyes. Tommy suddenly appears in the mirror next to Ranboo, and he snorts.]

"Wow, Tubbo, I didn't know you had three horns!"

[Tubbo leans over and spits out the excess toothpaste before turning back to Tommy.]

"Shut the fuck up, you know I need a haircut!"

[Tommy just laughs and heads back into the main area of the hotel room. Tubbo rinses out his mouth, and Ranboo unties his hair when he's done, ruffling the hair back down into a curly mess. Tubbo reaches up and grabs his hand and pulls it down to press a kiss to Ranboo's knuckles, and then they both head back to the main area. There's an exasperated sigh from Ranboo behind the camera as Michael comes into view, still in his pajamas.]

"Tommy, weren't you supposed to be getting him dressed?"

"Oh, yeah."

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"Gaston, I want to challenge you to a pushup contest."

[Gaston does not seem impressed with Wilbur's request. He dramatically looks him over as if seeing who he's about to beat.]

"Well, I don't know, I am the strongest man in town, what makes you think you can beat me?"

"Yeah, what makes you think you can beat him?" [Techno taunts. Wilbur turns to him.]

"I could beat you in a pushup contest."

"That is false."

"What! No it's not, I could absolutely beat you in a pushup contest."

"You want to test that now?"

[Gaston steps forward.] "Gentleman, gentleman, let's be civil here. How about a contest to see who gets the wonderful privilege of being bested by myself. You two compete and then I shall compete with the victor. How does that sound?"

[Wilbur now looks very determined and he gets down on the ground. Techno follows suit, everyone else watching in amusement. He looks over at Phil, who's holding Michael.]

"Put Michael on my back."

[Wilbur scoffs.] "Well now you're just using this as an excuse to show off."

"If I don't do it now, when will I?"

[Michael is placed on his back and grabs onto the back of Techno's shirt. Gaston seems very pleased with how the situation is developing.]

"Alright boys, whoever can last the longest wins. 3, 2, 1, go!"

[They both start their pushups, Michael laughing as he's lifted up and down. They both start off pretty strong, making it through ten easily. They make it to twenty and Wilbur starts to slow down a bit, but still manages to keep up with Techno's pace. It's when they pass the thirty threshold that Wilbur starts to falter. Techno is still going strong, Michael still sitting on his back. They just make it past forty when Wilbur finally collapses, having struggled heavily through the last ten. Techno keeps going as if to  shove his victory into Wilbur’s face. He scowls.]

“Yeah, yeah, Techno, we get it, you’re really strong, you can stop now.”

[Techno lets out a breathy laugh, and he lowers himself to the ground so Michael can get off of him. He then stands back up, reaching a hand down to help Wilbur up, who reluctantly takes it. He’s hauled off of the ground, and Tommy comes up to pat his shoulder.]

“Really good effort Wilbur. I had absolutely no faith in you, but you still did good.”

“Gee, thanks.”

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[The camera was pointed down at Michael, who was holding one of Ranboo’s hands. He was looking around at everything as they walked, only looking up when Ranboo started speaking.]

“You excited to go see Tiana?”

Yeah!” [Michael replies, starting to skip at the mention of what they were doing.] “Grandma said she wanted to see allll the princesses so that’s what we doin’.” 

[Ranboo laughs. The camera angle moves up to show their group getting closer to where the gazebo that Tiana is at. There’s a bit of a line already there, so they make their way to the end and start to wait for their turn. Ranboo flips the camera angle around to show himself and their little group behind him. Tubbo notices and starts dramatically waving, making Ranboo let out a small laugh.]

“Daddy?”

[The camera looks down to show Michael, who’s tugging on his pants leg.]

“What’s up, bud?”

“Can’t see.” [He pouts. The camera angle moves a little funny as Ranboo leans down to pick him up and set him on his hip. He changes the camera back into selfie mode as Michael sits up a bit, straining to see over the line of people. He suddenly gasps.]

“Michael? You okay?”

“She’s so pretty!” [Michael whispers in awe.]

“Yeah, she is. You excited to get your picture with her?”

“Yeah!”

✨

[Tiana waves goodbye to the family that was before them, and as soon as she turns back, Michael runs up to her. She smiles, crouching down to meet him.]

“Hello there! What’s your name?”

“Michael! You’re really pretty!”

[She blushes a bit, smiling.] “Aw well thank you, and it’s wonderful to meet you Michael. How old are you? Can you show me how many fingers?”

[He looks down at his hand in concentration, slowly counting to four before proudly holding up his hand.]

“Wow, four years old, that’s amazing! Is this your family here with you?” [She glances behind him at the camera. Michael nods his head, grinning.]

“Yeah! Daddy, Papa, Mimi, Uncle Wilby, Uncle Techno, Grandma, and Grandpa!” [He counts out on his fingers, much to everyone's amusement. She gently turns him around to face the camera, gently holding an arm around him.]

“That’s a big family! How about we let them get some pictures?”

[He nods, smiling as big as he can, but looking at Ranboo. Tubbo is standing next to him to actually take the pictures since Ranboo is still filming.]

“Look over at me, buddy. There we go, say cheese!”

[Michael says a loud drawn out ‘cheese’ while Tubbo snaps a few pictures. Tiana turns Michael back around.]

“Well, Michael, it was amazing to get to see you, can I have a quick hug before you go?”

[He leans in and gives her as big of a hug as he can, and Tubbo sneaks a few more pictures. They release each other from the hug, and Tiana stands back up. She takes one of Michael’s hands and leads him back over to the group, and he takes Tubbo’s outstretched hand. She gives them a wave as they leave.]

“Have a magical rest of your day!”

[As they head back to the main path, Michael turns to Kristin.]

“Grandma, we saw another princess!”

“Yeah, we did!”

“Now we gotta find the rest of them.” [Michael responds, a determined look on his face. Kristin laughs.]

“We will, don’t worry.”

✨

[Techno is holding the camera, and it seems like he’s speed walking from how quickly he’s leaving behind everyone else. No one seems to be trying to keep up with him, except for Tommy, who isn’t very successful.]

“Alright, I was promised the chance to buy some kind of useless object, but everyone keeps directing the attention to something else and I’ve had enough of that. If I leave them all behind, that’s on them.”

[He glances up and notices Tommy coming after him.]

“Well, it looks like someone is trying to follow. He’s probably got no idea what he’s doing, which is pretty on brand for him. Ooh, there’s a store. Let’s go.”

✨

"Jesus Christ, where's he going?"

[The camera, being held by Wilbur, turns towards Phil.]

"Where's who going?"

"Techno."

[The camera moves again to show Techno a bit ahead of them.]

"Where the hell is he going?" [Tommy asks.]

"I've got no clue, that’s why I just asked."

[There's a pause.]

"I'm gonna follow him."

[Tommy takes off after him. The camera stays on him for a bit before Wilbur turns it back to Phil.]

"Should we go after him?"

"Nah, he's slow. We'll catch up with him eventually."

✨

[They catch up with Tommy, who's looking around in circles.]

"He fucking vanished! Poof! Into thin air!"

[Phil sighs.] "I am really getting too old for this. Surely he's around here somewhere."

[The camera moves away from them as Wilbur starts to wander around.]

"Surely he's around here somewhere."

✨

[The camera is now pointed at Phil, who is tiredly rubbing his face. Standing across from him is Techno, who is somehow holding two polar bear plushies and three arctic fox plushies and looking very pleased with himself. Tommy snickers from behind the camera.]

“Techno,” [Phil sighs.] “We literally lost sight of you for five minutes, what happened?”

“I am now a father.”

[Wilbur speaks up.] “Sick. What are their names?”

“The bears are Steve and Baba, and the foxes are Blitz, Aura, and Ryan. Yes, I had names ready.”

"You're an adult, with adult money, and this is how you chose to spend it." [Phil clarifies.]

"Yep. I have absolutely no regrets. No regerts."

[Tommy groans.]

"Techno, please, that meme is dead and gone."

"Technoblade never dies."

"I….alright you got me there."

[Tubbo walks up into frame with Michael, who's holding a chicken plush.]

"Alright, Michael chose his souvenir. Meet Chicken #2. I wouldn't be surprised if he creates a whole chicken army at some point."

"Does he ever give them names?" [Wilbur asks.]

"Nope. Just 'Chicken' and now 'Chicken #2'."

"Huh. Nice."

"I'm ready for this trip to be over, just so the shenanigans will stop." [Phil says, staring right at the camera. Tubbo claps him on his shoulder.]

"Aw, Phil, we know you'd never miss out on some quality family time."

"Then at least I'm ready to sleep for a long time."

"Old man." [Wilbur whispers from out of frame.]

"WILL, I SWEAR–"

Chapter Text

[The camera is pointed at Wilbur, who has an evil grin on his face. Techno and Tubbo are standing near him, and they're all in front of some stone building. A large wooden sign that reads 'Bathrooms' can be seen. Wilbur glances at the camera.]

"Is it recording?"

"Yeah." [Ranboo responds from behind the camera. Wilbur's grin somehow grows.]

"Excellent." [He claps his hands.] "Alright, so, here's what's happening. Mom and Dad took Michael back to the hotel for his nap, and we're gonna ride Splash Mountain again to get a picture where we're posing this time. The thing is, Tommy is not being told the plan, since he's using the bathroom real quick. Also, the first step of the plan is to not tell Tommy the plan. Anyways, the plan-"

"The more you say 'the plan' the more they don't sound like words anymore." [Techno groans.] "Get on with it."

"Alright fine, sheesh. So, Ranboo and Tubbo are getting in the front, Tommy will be behind them, then me behind him, and then Techno in the very back. Ranboo and Tubbo are going to do, something couple-y, I don't have a specific plan for that, but then me and Techno are going to be 'reacting' to it, and we're gonna get Tommy's raw reaction to it. It'll be great."

"So what am I doing?" [Techno asks. Wilbur turns to him, face scrunched up as he thinks.]

"If you want, you can just do a thumbs up."

[Techno slowly and awkwardly gives a thumbs up, and gives an even more awkward smile. Wilbur claps.]

"Yes, perfect. Alright, so that's the plan–"

"What's the plan?"

[The camera quickly pans over to show Tommy who's now joined them. He's looking at them all with an eyebrow raised, suspicious of everyone. Wilbur only stalls for a second.]

"The plan is that we don't really have a plan and we're all just doing whatever."

"Oh. Alright then."

[Tubbo shoves at Tommy, almost knocking him over.]

"Well, let's go! The line isn't getting any shorter."

✨

[Wilbur is holding the camera in selfie mode. They're standing in line still, but from all the noise around them of people talking and the water splashing from the actual ride you can tell that they won't have to wait much longer. Wilbur grins.]

"Well, boys, we're almost there. Don't forget the plan."

[Tommy looks up, confused.]

"I thought you said there wasn't a plan?"

"Well, plans can change Tommy."

"So then what am I supposed to do?"

"You just give your natural reaction to what happens in front of you."

[That makes Tubbo snicker, and Ranboo elbows him, trying to fight off his own smile. Tommy gives them a weird look.]

"Ooookay…..that doesn't sound suspicious at all ."

"You're absolutely right Tommy, it doesn't." [Techno pipes up. Tommy squints at him.]

"So you're in on whatever this is too?"

"What's there to be in on?"

"God, you're all being so weird!" [Tommy groans. Techno pats at his head, and Tommy swats him away.]

"All in due time, Toms." [Wilbur laughs.] "All in due time."

✨

[The camera is held very close to Tommy's face, only showing from his nose up. From the background noise, he's still standing in line.]

"I'm making this to say that if something happens to me on this ride, definitely investigate Wilbur because I feel like I'm about to die. So if I do, it's Wilbur. Or Tubbo. Check both Wilbur and Tubbo. Actually, check Techno too, I wouldn't put it past him. Check everyone except Ranboo, man would never do something like that to me, I have full faith."

[While he was rambling, Ranboo slowly appeared behind him, towering over him and grinning. Tommy doesn't notice him at first. He finishes his rambling and let's it sit in silence for a few seconds when he finally sees Ranboo in frame behind him. He jumps, turning and swatting at Ranboo.]

"Fucken-!"

[The clip goes black for two seconds and when it comes back, Tommy's in the same position as before.]

"Ok I take it back, definitely check Ranboo as well ."

✨

[The camera quickly moves around to face Techno sitting in the back of the boat. You can hear the grin in Wilbur's voice.]

"Techno! Are you ready?"

"Um, sure?"

"Excellent."

[The camera whirls around to face the front of the boat, and Wilbur calls out to Ranboo and Tubbo.]

"Ranboo! Tubbo! Are you ready?"

"Yep!"

"Hell yeah!"

"Wonderful, wonderful. Tommy, are you ready?"

"I don't know what the fuck I'm doing! So no, bitch!"

"That's perfect, absolutely what we want. Because here comes the incline!"

[As he says that, the boat starts to tilt up as they move up the hill. He turns the camera around to face himself.]

"Well, camera, we'll see you at the bottom. Battle stations everyone!"

✨

[They're off the ride now, standing outside on the bridge the boat goes under. Tommy is sitting on a bench, scowling while Tubbo laughs at him.]

"I can't believe this. The utter betrayal that has just been dealt upon me."

[Wilbur laughs from behind the camera, and turns it to Ranboo who's holding a small stack of pictures.]

"C'mon, Ranboo, let's see one."

[Ranboo holds one up, grinning. The picture shows Techno in the back with his thumbs up, Wilbur in front of him with his arms in the air, hands in fists as he cheers, Tommy in front of him looking a mix of surprise and disgust, and Ranboo and Tubbo at the very front, kissing. Ranboo turns the picture back around to look at it.]

"It's actually a really good picture, like, this is great quality."

"Oh yeah, for sure." [The camera whirls back around to Tommy.] "And now Tommy gets one of his own! Yaaaaay!"

[Ranboo is heard again from out of frame.]

"Here's your copy, Techno."

[The camera turns back around in time to catch Ranboo handing one to Techno. Techno nods at him.]

"Thank you, I'll treasure it forever. It'll go up on my wall."

[Ranboo walks over to Tommy, Wilbur following him with the camera, and places one of the pictures on top of Tommy's head. Tommy quickly reaches up to grab it before it falls. Ranboo hands Wilbur his own copy. Tubbo claps his hands.]

"Well, now that that's settled, we should probably head back to get ready for fireworks tonight."

[Tommy stands up from the bench.] "Good idea, it'll also give me time to RECOVER!"

✨

[Tommy and Ranboo are scurrying around the room grabbing things and putting them into bags. Michael is watching them from his place on a bed, and Tubbo has the camera pointed at them to capture the chaos. Tommy shoots him a betrayed look.]

"Are you not gonna help?"

"Nope! It looks like you two have got it."

[They eventually gather what seems like everything they'll need and they start to head out the door. Michael takes one step into the hallway before he freezes. He quickly turns around and runs back into the room, the camera following him.]

"Michael? What's wrong?" [Tubbo asks. Michael digs around for a bit in a few of the suitcases before he triumphantly holds up black headphones. Gripping them to his chest he runs back over and into the hallway.]

"Daddy forgot to grab your headphones!"

[Ranboo looks alarmed.] 

"Oh, shoot, I guess I did. Gosh, and you'd think that I'd remember those."

"At least someone remembered them, because honestly I forgot about them too!" [Tubbo jokes.]

✨

[They're in front of the castle now. The camera is slowly panned around to show the surroundings. There are people everywhere around them, and crew members are directing people where to stand while other crew members are selling glow wands and flashing headbands. As the camera turns, it catches Ranboo helping Tubbo put on the headphones: Tubbo holds back his hair while Ranboo carefully situated them so that they don't press against his horns. The sun has finally gone down, the streetlights being the only source of light. Ranboo picks up Michael and puts him on his shoulders, mimicking other dad's around them so their kids can see. There's a sudden burst of music, the streetlights dim, and the show begins. Classic Disney songs begin playing as fireworks go off in beat, lighting up the sky with every color of the rainbow. At one point, Tinkerbell flies down from the castle, the camera following her path before moving back to the castle, which is also lit up. The shows continues on like that, booming voices telling the audience to believe in wishes, fireworks exploding in incredible patterns, and thunderous music that you can feel in your chest. The lights on the castle finally go off and the streetlights turn back on. It ended just as quickly as it started. And then the crowd surges as people try to leave the park.]

✨

[Wilbur is holding the camera selfie mode. There's a slight breeze, evident in the way his hair flops around. Behind him shows that they've made it into a ferry to take them back to where they can leave on the monorails.]

"Holy fuck, that crowd was awful. I'm not even joking when I say that it took us hours to get here. It took so long that Michael fell asleep."

[He moves the camera around to show Michael asleep in Tubbo's lap. Tubbo himself looks like he's about to fall asleep. His head is leaned over onto Ranboo's shoulder. The camera moves back to Wilbur.]

"Well, now that the fireworks are done, the trip is officially over. We head home tomorrow, and I get to sleep in my own bed again. Hallelujah."

[He walks a few steps and Tommy is next to him.]

"Tommy, any last words about the trip?"

"It was fun, but I'm exhausted, and I might need a vacation from this vacation."

"Yep, yep, me too." [He looks back at the camera.] "Well, this is probably the last of us you're gonna see in this, so, bye!"

Chapter Text

[The camera is in selfie mode as Phil sets it down on the dashboard again. The scene is very much like how it was at the beginning of all the filming with everyone piled into the van. The only differences being all the stuff they've bought piled around them with their luggage.]

"Alright," [Phil says.] "it's time for a little outro. We're doing this now before we get back on the road and forget, because I know we will. That being said," [He turns around to face his sons.] "any last things to say?"

[Tommy leans forward from his spot in the very back.]

"Ranboo, this trip was a lot of fun, I really liked continuing to be the favorite uncle," [that draws a groan from Wilbur and Techno] "and I hope this does help with your memory shit in the future. That is all."

[He gives a final nod, being way too serious, and flops back into his seat. Techno clears his throat a bit.]

"I mean, yeah, what Tommy said, I guess. It was actually nice to get to do something as a family again."

[Wilbur aw's, leaning over to wrap an arm around Techno's shoulders.]

"Awww, Technooo, you do love us! That's so sweet!"

"I tolerate you all."

[Wilbur leans forward to the camera.]

"I would just like to thank everyone for this opportunity to go to Disney and goof around with my family, it was an amazing experience that I hope to do again someday, and–"

"Will you're not giving a fucking acceptance speech, what the hell are you doing?" [Tommy swats at the top of his head.]

"We're giving final words! These just happen to be mine."

"Well, we can all agree that it was fun, and I think we should do this again sometime." [Kristin pipes up. Phil shrugs, grimacing a bit.]

"Nothing anytime soon though, I need a break from all that. Alright, that being said, if no one else has anything to say," [he pauses, glancing around at everyone. There aren't any more moves to talk, so he turns back to the camera.] "in that case, bye from what will eventually be the past!"

[There's a chorus of bye's from everyone, and they wave at the camera before it goes black. After a few seconds, it slowly fades into a different view. Ranboo is holding the camera in selfie mode, and behind him is a view from inside a house. He must be standing in the living room, since a couch is visible behind him, a staircase beyond that. From the high angle you can see several toys scattered around on the floor, including several chicken plushies. There's a cat tree that's barely visible off to the side as well. Ranboo huffs a bit, running a hand through his hair.]

"Well, we're finally home, which officially brings this trip to an end. That also brings this whole super long video to an end. Um." [He glances around behind himself.] "We've still got to unpack, and I think Tubbo is putting Michael down for a nap, and–"

[He's cut off by the sound of footsteps. Behind him, Tubbo is making his way down the stairs, Enderchest in his arms. He's cooing at her, and she looks very content curled up in his arms. When he reaches the bottom of the stairs, he notices Ranboo grinning at him and filming. He grins back and holds Enderchest up lion king style. He wiggles her back and forth a bit, making Ranboo laugh.]

"What are you doing to that poor cat?"

"Making her dance, duh. Now that we're back home she's being forced to dance party with me again."

"Mhm, mhm. Do you have anything you want to add to the end of this?"

[Tubbo walks over to stand next to him, bringing Enderchest back to being curled up in his arms, and she jumps onto Ranboo's shoulders when she gets the chance, Ranboo ducking a bit to help her. She quickly lays across his shoulders, closing her eyes and purring. Ranboo reaches up to scratch at her head, and Tubbo frowns.]

"Why does she like you better than me?"

"Maybe because you force her to do dance parties?"

"Absolutely not, those are the highlight of her lives."

[Ranboo quirks an eyebrow at that.] "Lives? Plural?"

"Yeah. Cats have nine lives right? So they're the highlight of all nine of her lives."

[Ranboo snorts.] "Alright, sure. Anyways, have anything specific to add?" [He nods at the camera. Tubbo thinks for a second, tapping at his chin before he grabs the phone out of Ranboo's hand, a sound of protest leaving him. He walks out of the living room, looking behind him as he walks.]

"You can't listen to this part, it's a special secret for when this is finished and we go back and watch it."

"Is it gonna be sappy?"

"WHAT. No–. Maybe. You don't know."

[He eventually walks into the kitchen and sets the phone down on the counter, backing away. He goes to open his mouth, but no words come out. He looks frustrated.]

"I don't know why I'm doing this, we all know I'm bad with words. I'm literally dyslexic HA. But um, shit, how do I start this."

[He paces around a bit, tapping at his chin again. Eventually he stops and turns back to the camera.]

"I really hope this does help, or, keeps helping since we've already kinda seen that it does. Because I love you, and I want you to be able to remember things. It's the least you deserve, y'know? Did I say that right? I don't even know. [Another pause.] "I guess, just, don't forget that I love you, ok? Michael loves you, Tommy loves you despite what he says, Phil loves you, Kristin loves you, Wilbur and Techno love you, hell even Enderchest seems to love you. We all love you, and we're always gonna be here for you. I know you doubt that sometimes, so I'm telling you that you shouldn't." [He stops his rambling, laughing slightly.] "This is getting way too serious and sappy for a home movie about Disney. Hm, is there anything else to add? [He drums his fingers on the countertop.] "It was a lot of fun, especially the Splash Mountain picture, that was hilarious. Oh! Wait a second!"

[He reaches forward and grabs the phone, running out of the kitchen. He makes his way to the stairs, and you can hear Ranboo ask "What are you doing?" out of frame. Tubbo grins.]

"Showing where we've already hung up the Splash Mountain picture in the hallway."

[Tubbo's feet thump up the stairs, and Ranboo is quick to join behind him, although his footsteps are much softer.]

"Tubbo, don't be too loud, we're trying to have Michael take a nap."

[Tubbo doesn't respond. A wall suddenly comes into frame behind Tubbo as he holds the camera up, still in selfie mode.]

"Ah shit, hold on."

[The clip jumps forward slightly as he stops recording to turn the camera around. The view is now of the wall in front of him, showing a few framed pictures that are hung up. The one that the camera is focusing on is the picture from Splash Mountain.]

"We haven't even been home an hour and it's already been hung up." [Ranboo says from behind the camera.] "I'm pretty sure it was the first thing Tubbo did as soon as we walked in the door."

"Yep, I did, because it was very important this work of art get put up on our wall."

[The camera turns to show Ranboo, who's trying not to laugh at the absurdity of it all.]

"Well," [he says] "is it time for goodbyes?"

"Aw man, I guess. It's been really fun recording everything."

"Yeah. Wait, we should probably not do goodbyes until Michael wakes up, you know he'll want to do it too. Plus it'll give us time to unpack everything."

[Tubbo groans from behind the camera.] "Noooo, I forgot about thaaaat. That's the worst part of going on trips is having to pack and unpack."

"Well the sooner we get working on it the sooner it'll get done."

"Fiiiine."

[The camera moves closer to Ranboo's face, and he tries to back away from Tubbo who seems to be trying to actually put the phone on his face.]

"We will see you later." [Tubbo says in a dramatic voice, giggling.]

✨

[The camera pans across the living room. All the bags and suitcases are gone, and Michael is sitting on the floor playing with his chickens. Ranboo is sitting on the couch behind him, legs so long that his knees don't even touch the couch. Something drastic must have happened in the story Michael was making up because he suddenly flops to the ground dramatically, making Ranboo laugh. He glances up and catches sight of Tubbo holding the camera and grins. Everything gets closer to the camera as Tubbo walks over to them and he tilts the camera down to Michael still lying on the floor.]

"You alright?"

"Dead." [Michael responds, eye still closed. Tubbo chuckles.]

"Oh no, not dead! Well, if you're dead I guess that means you can't talk to the camera."

[Michael opens his eye and sees the phone. He quickly jumps up, shaking his head.]

"No, no, I wanna talk to the camera! I fine!"

[Michael reaches up and makes grabby hands at the phone, but the angle just shifts as Tubbo sits down on the couch next to Ranboo. Michael jumps onto Ranboo's lap and subsequently back into frame. He scrambles to a sitting position and looks at Tubbo expectantly.]

"Alright, Michael, we're going to be saying our goodbyes to the camera since we're not at Disney anymore." [Ranboo tells him.]

"No more camera?"

"We're still going to be taking pictures and videos, bud, just not of the Disney trip since it's over." [Tubbo quickly explains. Michaels mouth makes an 'o' shape as he understands, and he quickly gets back on the floor, running somewhere behind Tubbo. Ranboo looks behind the camera at Tubbo and just shrugs. Michael runs back, but this time he has a chicken plush in each hand. He holds them up to the camera.]

"The chickens got to say bye, too." [He declares. He lifts one up in front of his face.]

"Goodbye!" [He says in a weird voice. He holds up the other one and repeats, using a different voice. Then he throws them both back to the floor, startling Ranboo. Michael just smiles at the camera.]

"My turn!"

[Ranboo bursts out laughing, throwing his head back. Michael twists around to look at him.]

"What?"

"Nothing, n– it's nothing, continue."

[Michael turns back to the camera.]

"Bye camera! I'll miss you! See you later!" [He glances between Ranboo and Tubbo and when it doesn't seem like they're going to have him do something else, he runs off again. The camera shuffles again as Tubbo adjusts his position as he switches the camera around into selfie mode. Michael can be heard in the background, starting up his story again. Tubbo knocks his forehead against Ranboo's shoulder, and in return Ranboo flicks one of Tubbo's ears with his tail.]

"Well," [Ranboo starts.] "this is officially the end of this super long video. Actually, how long is this going to end up being?"

"Based on how much footage we have, pretty long."

"Eh, I don't know what else I was expecting. So," [he turns and looks at Tubbo.] "I had a lot of fun. But I'm honestly glad to not be filming stuff anymore. So, um, bye."

[Tubbo lightly punches his arm.] "That's it? That's all you're saying? No long, sappy message to me? I did all that for nothing?"

"We both know I'm always sappy, so it doesn't feel needed. Also," [he grins] "does this mean the little message you did for me is super sappy?"

"I– shit, forget I just said any of that, you have no proof of anything."

"You literally just got yourself on camera admitting it."

"I'll cut it out. Remove the evidence."

Mhm, alright. It's your turn for goodbye's."

"Well now I don't know what to say!"

"See? It's hard!"

"That's what she said."

[Ranboo groans, putting his head in his hands while Tubbo cackles, the phone shaking with his movements. He eventually calms down enough to steady his phone, and Ranboo looks at the camera with a defeated sigh.]

"Ok, ok, I'll do goodbyes for real this time, promise. I am really glad we got to do this though, for your memory stuff. Maybe we can video other stuff in the future. Not anything of this scale." [He quickly adds at the end.] "This was, wow, I'm gonna need a, like, nap that lasts an entire week. Phil probably isn't much better, to be fair. Anyways, is there anything else we need to add to this? Any last reminders for yourself in the future?"

"I mean, we've got the basic information in here of who everyone is, so I think we're good."

"Alright then. Bye future us! We'll see you the next time you watch this, because I hope we're funny enough that you continually watch this."

"It's us, we find ourselves hilarious."

"Wait, you're right. Anyways! Goodbye! For real this time."

[He frantically waves at the camera, making Ranboo grin. Ranboo waves as well, and then the screen goes dark.]