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Ranboo didn’t have any friends, he didn’t really have much family anymore either. He used to be a prince of the End. His mothers were the queens of the end. Together, they lead that mystical, unknown world. Ranboo’s family were family friends of the Ender Dragon, though sometimes they showed distaste to them, the Ender Dragon always tried to protect them. Especially from humans, they were dangerous and unpredictable. That’s what his mothers always said. They always told him to stay away from humans, but it wasn’t like he liked them. Humans were disgusting and filthy in his mind.

No one expected the Ender Dragon to die, especially after she protected them for hundreds of years. A human had somehow made it to the End. They immediately started trying to kill the Ender Dragon. The human was mindful of the Endermen around them and attacked them if needed to. The human knew that the Ender Dragon would do anything to protect the kingdom, so the human attempted to attack Ranboo. Ranboo had felt true fear that day. He knew the human was only using him as bait, but he always wondered what would’ve happened if the Ender Dragon never went down to save him.

The Ender Dragon died that day trying to protect Ranboo. His family was only left with her egg, a dragon that they would have to take care of. They didn’t know how to take care of dragons, but they tried their best. Ranboo knew his mothers didn’t forgive him for what happened with the Ender Dragon. His brothers and sisters made it apparent. They always talked about him behind his back. Ranboo wasn’t stupid. He could hear their whispered speaking and see their disgusted glares whenever he went past them. His family hated him. The people of the End had conflicting feelings. Some knew that he couldn’t control the situation, while others completely blamed it on him.

Ranboo always had a dread in his stomach that something bad was going to happen. He especially knew when his mom lightly put her hand on his face. There were tears in her eyes as she kissed his forehead, telling him how much she loved him and how glad she was that he was her son. Ranboo noticed that the tears going down her face left scarring. He had fretted, trying to get her to stop crying, to stop hurting herself. But she wouldn’t. No matter what he tried to do, she wouldn’t stop crying.

Ranboo will never forget the day that his mom showered him in kisses, crying. While his mother had a dull distant look in her eyes, he could tell that she wanted to cry and hug him too, but held herself back. His brothers and sisters looked at him in annoyance, but there was a tint of glee. Ranboo was getting kicked out of the End. He still had his prince status, but for the time being, he was exiled from the End.

When he first appeared in the Overworld, it was raining. “Great.” He remembers he said sarcastically. Ranboo had to hide under a tree for around an hour or two, waiting for the rain to end. He had nothing to do and was losing his mind. Whenever Ranboo saw an Enderman he glared at it, with a look of pure hatred and envy. What didn’t make it better were the stupid particles that followed him everywhere. He thought they were dumb and always tried swatting them away, but it never worked. They would always be back, eventually. He never used to have the particles in the End, but he guessed it had to do with suddenly being forced to the Overworld.

Ranboo didn’t exactly have a place to live, so he started living in a cave. He found the cave beautiful. It had glowing vines, amethyst and all different plants. He had it be his new home. He could eat the berries that hung from the vines and survive on that. Sometimes he felt lonely. He yearned for someone to be with him. Somebody, just anybody, to hug him like his mom did, even if the reason she did it was cause he was getting kicked out. His loneliness got to where he talked to his particles just to fill up the silence of the cave. Other times he would state how he hated everyone and especially his family. He hated himself for how lonely he felt, how he hated his particles and swat them away.

Eventually, Ranboo warmed up to his particles after staying in the Overworld for around two weeks. They helped him make a campfire for his cave and make some of the amethyst into pretty rings. There were some things that Ranboo found distasteful about the cave. He hated the cave caused his luxurious red cape to get dirty or that he couldn’t sleep in a proper bed for a while cause of the monsters, but he learned to push past them.

Ranboo was by himself a lot, he didn't have many friends. He had pushed them all away after the Ender Dragon’s death. His family kicked him out of his own kingdom, so people couldn’t really blame him for having some resentment towards some Endermen who can go back to the End. It was only him and his annoying particles against the world. That was till he met him.

Ranboo had been living in the cave for three weeks now. He was exhausted and his campfire had gone out; he had run out of wood to keep it going. Ranboo didn’t have the energy to get up and chop more wood. He would just do it tomorrow. He tried going to sleep in the cold dark cave but he heard running from a distance, causing him to sit up, panicked. The clanking of the amethyst rang throughout the cave. Usually, it would be music to his ears if he wasn’t terrified of who was in the cave.

Ranboo stood up quietly and grabbed his wooden sword to defend himself. He saw the light of a torch getting closer to him as the running got closer. He got into a defensive position, prepared to fight the person if he needed to. When the person flashed the torch into the room, he immediately pointed the wooden sword at the person’s neck.

“Woah! Woah!” the person exclaimed, “What the hell, man!”

“Who are you?” Ranboo glared at them.

“Maybe I’ll tell you if you put the sword away from my neck!” The person snapped. “I’m not going to kill you or anything bitch, calm your tits.” They rolled their eyes.

Ranboo searched for any sign of lying before drifting the sword away. “If you even slightly go against your word, I will kill you.”

The person smirked, “Ooh! Scary.” They sat down on the ground with their torch. “My name’s Tommy. Nice to meet you!” He held his hand out towards him.

Ranboo looked at Tommy’s hand, noticing it was wet. “Ranboo. Nice to meet you too, I guess.” Tommy dropped his hand when he realized Ranboo wouldn’t shake it. He furrowed his eyebrow, but shrugged it off.

“I should explain why I’m here.” He smiled, “Well- I got lost.” Tommy laughed awkwardly. Ranboo blinked at him.

“You got lost?” He sounded unimpressed.

Tommy rubbed his arm, “Yeah- Then it started raining, which didn’t help and I ran into the nearest cave.”

“This cave is mine.” Ranboo stated.

“Really?” Tommy tilted his head. “How long have you been staying here?”

Ranboo went silent. “Three weeks…” He mumbled. Tommy laughed as he laid on the stone of the cave.

“Is it okay if I stay here till it stops raining?” Tommy asked when his laughter died down.

Ranboo sighed. It wasn’t like he could just get rid of him. “Fine.” Tommy smiled at him. He felt like he was going to regret this decision. This was going to be a long day.

Tommy had relit his campfire with his torch, causing the cave to glow a yellowy-orange color. Ranboo watched as Tommy messed with the amethyst in the cave. He kept making the amethyst ring and shined the light on it. Ranboo didn’t understand what about the amethyst interested him so much but let him mess with it. Tommy’s focus on the amethyst helped him observe his appearance more.

Ranboo saw Tommy was wearing a black sweater, it had a goose with a knife on it saying “murder!”, it got matched with jeans, and converse with mushrooms embroidered onto them. He noticed Tommy had blond hair, but a lot of his hair had white streaks in them. Rain soaked Tommy. His clothes were sticking to his body and his hair was dripping water. Ranboo tried keeping a distance from him to not accidentally get hit by water.

Tommy turned towards him when he got bored with the amethyst. “Ranboo!” He whined. “What type of hybrid are you?”

Ranboo looked at Tommy confused, “What?”

“What?”

“Huh? I don’t understand the question.”

“Oh! Well, everyone I know is some type of hybrid. What are you?”

Ranboo scrunched his nose. “I’m not a hybrid. I’m fully Enderman and a prince. I’m Prince Ranboo of the End.”

Tommy tilted his head with a small smile. “That's interesting. If you’re fully Enderman and ‘prince’, why are you in the Overworld?”

Ranboo paused. “I..” He looked at the ground. “It’s hard to explain…”

“Why do you live in a cave?”

“Why do you ask so many questions?” Ranboo snapped back.

Tommy seemed taken aback, but quickly recovered. “Cause I’m awesome!”

“More like stupid.” he mumbled to himself.

“You’re stupid!”

Ranboo and Tommy laughed. They chatted for a while afterward, mostly asking each other about their interests and friends. Ranboo learned that Tommy’s best friend’s name was Tubbo. They had met when they were children, and had become best friends because Tubbo accidentally blew up Tommy’s lunch. He learned Tommy was vegetarian and an avian.

When they finished talking, Tommy had noticed that it had stopped raining. Tommy stood up and waved a Ranboo as he left the cave.

“I’ll be back soon to bother you again!” Tommy shouted from the exit. They could both tell that it was a promise, and Ranboo knew he was going to stick to his word. He watched as Tommy ran away from the cave, yelling someone’s name.

The next time Ranboo saw Tommy again was a week after they first met. He heard excited running going towards him from the chimes of the amethyst. He smiled fondly with a sigh as Tommy popped up around the corner.

“Ranboo!” He cheered. “If it’s not my favorite little bitch boy!”

Ranboo laughed in confusion, “What-”

Tommy sat across from him. “That’s not the point.” He hit his palm with his fist with a look of determination. “Ranboo, I’m going to get you out of his filthy cave.”

“Huh!?”

Tommy nodded his head. “Yep! I mean, you said you were a prince. Why would a prince live somewhere so dirty?” Ranboo pressed his lips together.

“I think the amethysts are pretty…” Ranboo flinched at his response. It was obviously not the full truth. Tommy didn’t question the half-truth and continued.

“I’m gonna call you Prince Ranboo of Shitland!” Tommy exclaimed.

“That doesn’t make sense!”

“Yes, it does! You’re just a pussy!” Tommy crossed his arms.

Ranboo rolled his eyes. “Sure.”

“You are!” Tommy’s wings ruffled in annoyance. “Anyway.” Tommy puffed. “I want you to get your clothes cleaned, king.”

“King? I’m a prince.”

Tommy groaned into his hands, “Why are you focusing on that?” It muffled his voice from his mouth being covered.

“Cause I’m not a king.”

“Ranboo… it’s slang.”

“What the f- What is slang? Is it a weird Overworld thing?”

Tommy looked at Ranboo with disbelief. “This has to be a joke!” He laughed hysterically. Ranboo confusedly shook his head.

“People from this world are weird.” He commented.

“You’re the weird one! Mr. Ranboo from the End. How do you not know slang?”

Ranboo shrugged. “There was no point. It was just Enderman with the occasional other mobs.”

Tommy hummed. “I’ll ask Wilbur to help me teach you shit, Ranboo.”

“Wilbur?” Ranboo asked. “Who’s that?”

“Hm? Oh! He’s a friend, and I guess a brother figure,” Tommy warmly smiled, “but don’t tell him I told you that! He would never let me live that down!” He cried. Ranboo laughed.

“Your secret is safe with me.”

“Thank you, Ranboo.” Tommy sniffed, wiping a fake tear. “You’re a lifesaver.”

Ranboo laughed as he stood up and held a hand out to Tommy. “What was that thing about cleaning my clothes?” Tommy grabbed Ranboo’s hand and pulled himself up. He stretched his body and there were a few pops from his body.

“Oh! Yeah! Your clothes are gross, so we’re cleaning them.” Tommy explained.

Ranboo looked at his clothes, then back at Tommy. “I can’t touch water.”

“Wha- Oh! Shit! I forgot you’re an Enderman.” Tommy smacked his forehead.

“You literally were just making fun of me for being an Enderman.” Ranboo deadpanned. Tommy mocked him.

“Oh well, fuck you! Die!” Tommy yelled, causing them to both laugh. “No! No! No! Don’t- Well… No, don't.”

“You told me to die so, I guess I have to.”

“No! Fuck you! I’ll kill you! I hate you.”

“I thought you said I was your favorite.” Ranboo joked.

“Yeah! My favorite bitch boy. Cause you’re my number 1 bitch!”

“What?” Ranboo laughed.

Tommy walked through the cave to exit. “Come on, bitch boy!”

“Please stop calling me that.”

Tommy hummed, “How about… No.”

“I hate it here.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Sadly.”

Tommy had led Ranboo to a small town. He noticed that there was someone in the water and someone else was flying in the air. Ranboo watched Tommy glide into his house that was a part of a cave. Ranboo teleported inside, causing Tommy to jump, startled.

“Holy shit- Warn a dude next time.”

Ranboo rolled his eyes with a huff. Tommy went over to his drawer and grabbed some of his clothes, throwing it at Ranboo. He had just barely caught it. “Wha-”

“I’m cleaning your shit, so put that on.” Tommy stated. “When you’re done, give me your dirty shit so I can clean it.”

“Oh, uh, okay-”

“I’ll be going, but if you see someone tiny running around here, don’t be afraid to stomp on him.” Tommy smiled before exiting his house, closing the door. Ranboo dumbly looked at the door before looking at the clothes he was given.

Tommy had given him a black Hawaiian shirt with different colored plants. The main one on it was red mushrooms, the pants with it were black jeans with stars painted on them. He got doc martens to match his outfit. Ranboo hummed as he put on the outfit. Tommy sure had an interesting choice of clothes for him. When he changed clothes, he had folded his old clothes neatly. He put his crown with black obsidian as the gems on his head. Ranboo opened the door, peeking his head out.

“Oh! Ranboo, you finished.” Tommy grabbed the clothes from Ranboo’s hand. “You look nice.”

Ranboo kindly smiled, “Thank you…” He looked down at the clothes and turned slightly, “I just feel like it isn’t my style.”

“Deal with it, prince bitch.” Tommy walked across from the bridge to his house. “Come on Ranboob.”

“Ranboob!?” He alarmedly, repeated.

“We need to clean your royal clothes.” Tommy dramatically bowed to Ranboo.

“Oh god…”

Tommy unfolded Ranboo’s clothes and looked at them.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m just looking at your clothes, Ranboo.” Tommy answered. The clothes Ranboo was wearing was a white blouse with dark gray dress pants, black cloaked cape with a hood and black dress shoes. The white blouse had dust on it and became more of a cream color. The pants had dirt on it, while the cape had tears and dirt on it. Tommy scrunched his nose and frowned. “I’ll clean your clothes and fix them.”

“You know how to sew?” Ranboo tilted his head.

Tommy excitedly nodded his head. “Niki and Wilbur taught me how to do it when I was younger!”

“You mentioned Wilbur before,” Ranboo started, “Can you tell me more about him?”

Tommy gave Ranboo a small smile, “Of course.” Tommy filled a bucket with water and placed Ranboo’s clothes in it to soak in. “Wilbur is a pain in my asshole.” Tommy commented. “But he’s great, annoying sometimes, but that’s what you get when he’s sorta your brother.”

“Sorta? What do you mean?”

“I’m kind of an orphan.” Tommy shrugged. Ranboo’s eyes widened.

“What!?”

“Yeah, people just assume Philza Minecraft is my dad. Which is cool because it’s Philza Minecraft! But people just think he’s my dad cause the hair and the eyes.” Tommy gestured to his hair and eyes. “Wilbur actually found me in the woods.”

“I’m guessing you were a baby.”

Tommy shook his head. “No, I was like a child. I don’t remember how I got there, but I just knew my parents wouldn’t look for me, cause… Ya know.”

There was a pause of silence before Ranboo slowly nodded his head. “Yeah... I know.”

“When Wilbur first found me, he took me home with him. Something about how it was dangerous for me to live in the woods even though I stayed there for months.” Tommy rolled his eyes. “He hid me from his dad and twin for a few weeks. Only Wilbur and Niki knew I hid in his room.” Tommy laughed, as if he was remembering a fond memory.

His laugh to Ranboo sounded like music. It was music that was made by the heavens to be graciously played. It seemed warm, like being welcomed to a home during Christmas while drinking hot chocolate with friends around you. It was sweet, like the sweetest honey that could be eaten.

“Wilbur told Niki everything,” Tommy continued, “but for once, he didn’t tell Niki about me. She found out cause I kept stealing from her. She looked around and found me under his bed. She was so terrified. I would’ve laughed at her if it wasn’t for the fact Wilbur told me to not get caught.” Tommy smiled.

Ranboo felt as though he was in a trace. A trace to continue listening to Tommy tell his story about his life and family. To hear him laugh and be over dramatic about everything. He wanted to learn more about him, and become closer to him. Ranboo felt a dread in his stomach as it hit him with realization. He wanted to become friends with him. Ranboo softly sighed. Tommy had him wrapped around his finger, and he didn’t even realize it.

“Then! Then!” Tommy exclaimed, catching Ranboo’s attention again. “Wilbur was all like ‘Niki! Please don’t tell Phil!’ and Niki was like ‘Wilbur… You’re hiding a child in your room.’” Tommy attempted to mimic their voice, “But she promised not to tell Phil or Techno.”

“Who’s Techno?” Ranboo was curled into a ball with his head resting on his knees.

“Techno is Wilbur’s twin. They’re not really twins, but they basically are.” Ranboo looked even more confused by the explanation. Tommy caught onto his deepened confusion and groaned. “It’s hard to explain.”

“Then why not try to explain it?” Ranboo asked, “We’re gonna be here for a while so…” He trailed off. Tommy hummed.

“I guess…” He inhaled deeply. “So Wilbur is kinda Phil’s biological son, but not really. Honestly, I don’t know either. So, Wilbur is a ghost or whatever, and he can do ghosty shit, which is cool, while Techno is the only human in the area, which is lame. So Phil was like ‘They’re mine now.’ And kidnapped some children.” Tommy rushingly explained horribly.

“They’re kids?”

“No, you’re like 24.”

“This Phil guy adopted-”

“Kidnapped.”

“Kidnapped, two 24-year-old ‘kids.’”

“Yep!” Tommy popped the p.

“Uh, no offense, but your family is weird.”

“Honestly, none taken. Do you want me to continue the story?”

Ranboo nodded his head.

“Where was I? Oh yeah! So Phil and Techno found me, eventually.” Tommy said. Ranboo laughed. “That’s not funny!”

“I find it hilarious.”

“You’re dumb.”

“Your mom’s dumb.”

Tommy gasped, “Ranboo! How dare you!” He laughed, “Anyway, turns out Techno already knew I was there. He dragged me out of the closet I was hiding in and took me to Phil and Wilbur. Then I got adopted, but not really, but it’s cool.”

“Your life is very… interesting.”

“Is my life interesting, or is yours boring?”

“You’re just weird.”

Tommy rolled his eyes and went over to the bucket full of water. He took out Ranboo’s clothes and squeezed out the water. When he felt that enough of the water was out, he hung up the clothes to dry. “We can come back tomorrow.” Tommy started the walk back to his house, with Ranboo following shortly behind.

“Do I have to go back to stay in my cave?”

Tommy looked at Ranboo like he grew two heads. “Are you stupid?”

“What?”

“Ranboo, you’re allowed to stay with us as long as you want.” Tommy smiled at him, “If you want to go back to your cave I’ll just bother you there, but you can stay with me and the others.”

“I- I think that would be great.”

“Ranboo, welcome to Origin SMP!”

Ranboo found mostly everyone on the server annoying. A few people were tolerable, like Tubbo and Niki, but he could never find Tommy annoying. Tommy gets on his nerves sometimes, but he will always enjoy his company.

Ranboo wasn’t someone with many friends or family, but he wanted things to be different with Tommy. Tommy, his best friend, and his first Overworld friend. Someone who shined bright like the sun that sometimes it seemed blinding. A friend who pretended to hate him, but was always clingy to him. Someone so kind-hearted and willing to help any animal he sees.

Ranboo was the moon compared to Tommy. He was so caring to everyone, while he hated everyone except a select few. The fact they got along so well shocked some people on the server. Ranboo, a cold, guarded, pessimistic prince who is best friends with Tommy, a warm, kind, optimistic avian hybrid. They were opposites who could get along well, but they would do anything to help or protect each other.

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Tommy was sewing Ranboo’s cape under a tree. It had recently finished drying, and he had little to do as Tubbo was out of town with Phil and Techno. Ranboo had recently moved into a cave near his house and was still getting adjusted to living in the SMP. Everyone was welcoming to him, even though Ranboo was sometimes rude to them in response. Tommy thought he would’ve to give more half-assed apologies than he did, but Ranboo somehow got along with most people on the server, even if he refused to say so himself.

Tommy puffed as he rolled his eyes. Ranboo, unsurprisingly, had Phil wrapped around his finger. He knew sometimes Phil had no backbone and used it to his advantage. Meaning he claimed most of the land on the server was his, it annoyed everyone that Phil had done nothing to stop it but let it slide when Phil got them sweets.

Tommy looked up when he heard hissing. He saw Ranboo was spraying an Enderman with water while lecturing it. His eyes widened as he looked between Ranboo and the Enderman. “Ranboo…” He called out, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Ranboo lied.

“I don’t think spraying an Enderman is nothing.”

“I think your mom is nothing.”

“I don’t have a mom.”

There was silence between them before Tommy started laughing.

“I hate you.” Ranboo glared at him.

“No, you don’t.” Tommy said through wheezed laughter. When his laughter calmed down, he went back to sewing while, not so, secretly watching Ranboo spray the Enderman around him. He heard bits and pieces of lecturing as Ranboo teleported, following the Enderman, as he switched between English and an unknown language. Tommy was told that it was his native language. Since he was the prince of the End, he had to be very fluent in it. Tommy wished Ranboo would teach him, but he wouldn’t tell him that.

Ranboo had eventually tired himself out, especially when the tiniest drop of water sprayed on him from the bottle. He sat next to Tommy under the tree.

“Are you done?” Tommy asked, not looking up from the cape.

“Yeah…” Ranboo tiredly responded.

“Good.” They sat in comfortable silence as Ranboo watched Tommy sew his cape. It was a comfortable silence until Tommy had a crazy idea. “Ranboo!”

“Hm?”

“Let’s get married!” Tommy blurted.

“What!?”

“What are the others going to do? Say no? We’re already married!”

“Yeah, but why?”

Tommy shrugged, “Cause I can. Are you defying me, Ranboo?”

“I’M LITERALLY A PRINCE!”

“And?” Tommy crossed his arms. “You’re my best friend and we’re getting married.”

Ranboo laughed in shock as a look of regret flashed his eyes. “What about Tubbo?” He asked nervously.

“Hm?”

“I mean you’re getting married without him here.”

Tommy hummed, looking back at the cape. “Then we can be engaged till Tubbo comes back!”

“I hope you know how much of a bad idea I think this is.”

“But I find the idea amazing, and my word is law.” Tommy smiled. Ranboo sighed in response, but didn’t argue. When he finished sewing Ranboo’s cape, he gave it to him. “Here ya go.” Ranboo inspected the cape before putting it on.

“Thank you Tommy.” Ranboo politely responded.

“No problem!” Tommy stood up with a stretch. “Come on, we have to get blessings or whatever for our marriage.” He grabbed Ranboo’s wrist and dragged him.

“Why?”

“I don’t know- I just think their reactions would be funny.”

“That’s interesting…” Ranboo sighed.

Tommy had dragged Ranboo back to the server, where they saw Niki’s head out of the water, with Jack Manifold hanging out with her. Jack was floating out of reach from the water so he wouldn’t accidentally get splashed by water.

“NIKI!” Tommy yelled, running over to them. She looked over at Tommy and tilted her head. “NIKI! HI!” Tommy slowed down when he arrived.

“Hello, Tommy.” Niki politely greeted, “You too Ranboo.” She smiled.

“Oh- you too, Jack.” Tommy added when he noticed him.

“Hello Tommy.” He grumbled.

“What is it you want to tell us?” Niki swam over to Tommy and Ranboo.

“Well! Well, uh, don’t tell Wilbur yet.”

“Oh, no.” Jack said.

“But! Me and Ranboo are married!” Tommy exclaimed. Niki and Jack looked at them, bewildered.

“WHAT!?” they shouted. Together, Niki and Jack talked over each other distressed, Tommy couldn’t exactly make sense of what they were saying.

“If it makes it better, we’re just engaged till Tubbo comes back.” Ranboo attempted to make the situation better, but it did little. The fiances waited for Niki and Jack to calm down before continuing. Tommy had sat down on the ground with his legs crossed, with Ranboo following him slowly after. He noticed that amusement that Tommy had on his face, and lightly elbowed him with a puff. “You find this assuming.”

Tommy laughed into his hand, “I mean, yeah, I knew they were going to react like this the minute I brought Wilbur up.” He smirked. Ranboo raised his eyebrows with an impressed smile.

“Cause if you brought Wilbur up then-”

“Then that would mean they’d have to hide it from Phil and Techno.” Tommy interrupted, as he rested his head on his left hand. Niki and Jack had eventually calmed down. It had only caused a few forest fires from Jack and Ranboo accidentally getting hit by water from Niki, but they had apologized profusely afterwards.

“Why are you guys married?” Jack asked.

Tommy lightheartedly glared at Jack. “Are you not accepting of my new husband, Jack?”

“Fiance.” Ranboo corrected.

“Same difference.”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant!” Jack defensively said. He hated whenever Tommy took people’s words out of context, it always caused them to fight for their life.

Tommy gasped, “Are you saying you don’t support gay married?”

“WHAT!? NO?” Jack shouted.

“Oh my god, Jack.” Ranboo gasped, “You don’t like gay people.”

“I DIDN’T SAY THAT!” Jack cried.

“Sure, you didn’t.” Tommy crossed his arms.

“Niki!” Jack turned to her with a look of desperation, causing Niki to laugh harder than she was before. “This isn’t funny!”

Niki tried to control her laughter. “It kinda is Jack.”

Jack groaned. “Niki! I thought you were on my side!” Niki hid in the water to hide her laughter from Jack. “Could you at least answer my question?”

Tommy raised an eyebrow. “On what? Why you hate gay people? That sounds more like a-”

“ON WHY YOU GOT MARRIED!”

“Oh-” Tommy shrugged, “Just cause we can, I mean Ranboo is my best friend, so we got married.”

“Engaged.”

“Shut up.”

“No.”

“I hate you, we’re getting divorced.” Tommy glared.

“What?”

“And I’m taking the kids.”

“WHAT KIDS?”

Tommy went silent before gasping, “I can’t believe you forgot our kids.”

“TOMMY!” Ranboo cried.

“Tommy.” Niki said, popping her head out of the water. “Why are you engaged till Tubbo comes back?”

“Niki, we both know Tubbo would beat my ass if I got married when he was gone.” Tommy sighed.

“Are you guys, like, I don’t know, combining your last names when you get married?” Jack questioned.

“Uh-” Tommy looked at Ranboo for help. He shrugged in response. “Wait- What is your last name?”

Jack’s eyes widened, “YOU GOT MARRIED AND YOU DON’T KNOW HIS LAST NAME?”

“Well, Jack Manibitch, I don’t press people for answers.”

“Yes, you do.” Ranboo had a small smile.

“Shut the fuck up. I wasn’t talking to you. So we’re getting divorced.”

Ranboo rolled his eyes, “Sure.”

“Anyway, what’s your last name?”

“Beloved.”

“Beloved? Ranboo Beloved, that’s your full name.”

“Actually, it’s Prince Ranboo Beloved of the End, but sure.”

“You’re annoying and I hate you.”

“What’s your last name then?”

“Innit.”

“Innit?” Ranboo repeated.

“Yeah, my name’s Tommy Danger Innit.”

“Of course your name has Danger in it.” Ranboo mumbled to himself.

“Your last names combined out be Innit-Beloved.” Niki answered.

“Or Beloved-Innit.” Jack added.

“That’s stupid.” Tommy’s nose scrunched up. “Imagine Tommy Innit-Beloved, or Ranboo Beloved-Innit. That’s dumb.”

Ranboo seemed deep in thought, “How about we either go with the less stupid one, or we just don’t combine our names.”

“Like we could just have our own names instead of changing it.”

“I mean, sure.” Ranboo shrugged. “Either way, I don’t care. My name could become Ranboo Innit-Beloved or just stay Beloved. It’s whatever you want, cause I really don’t care.”

“Changing your name to Innit-Beloved is funny.” Tommy laughed, “You’re not even British, you disgusting American.” His voice was full of lighthearted disgust.

“Says the person who wears ‘Eat, Sleep, Game, Repeat’ shirts.” Ranboo rested his head on his right hand.

“Oh, fuck you.” Tommy said, flipping him off.

“Niki,” Ranboo politely smiled as he ignored yelling from Tommy and Jack.

Niki tilted her head with a confused smile. “Hm?”

“Do Tommy and I have your blessing?” Ranboo asked, “Tommy said you need blessings for marriages. I don’t exactly understand Overworld traditions.”

“You usually get blessings, Ranboo, but it’s from family, not friends.” Niki explained. “You’d have to ask Phil since he’s kind of Tommy’s dad.”

“That’s dumb.” Tommy commented before continuing his argument with Jack.

“But Phil is out of town, and no one would disagree if you said yes.”

Niki pressed her lips. “I don’t think that’s exactly true…”

Rambo frowned, “Please Niki, we’re basically family, it’s just…” Ranboo teared up, “Tommy’s my first friend and I want things to go well with him.”

Niki felt as though she got stabbed through the heart repeatedly. She didn’t know Ranboo well, especially because he recently moved in, but she saw how close Tommy and Ranboo were. Niki wanted things to go well for Ranboo as well, and if marriage was the way for that, she would agree.

Niki nodded her head. “I understand, Ranboo.” Her voice is full of sympathy.

“Does that mean we have your blessing?”

“Of course Ranboo! I understand what it’s like to want things to go well with people, especially your first friend.” Niki smiled. “Did you know Wilbur was my first non Merling friend? I was so scared that things would end horribly.” She sighed, “I’ll try to convince everyone else to agree.”

“Thank you, Niki.” Ranboo smiled. He felt somewhat guilty for tearing up on Niki to get her blessing on the marriage, but he wanted Tommy to have what he wanted. “Tommy!” He called out.

Tommy was in a choke hold from Jack. “Hm?”

“We have Niki’s blessing!”

“Oh… Oh! Nice.”

“What about me?” Jack asked.

Tommy sighed, “Can we have your blessing?” He asked sarcastically.

“Yes, you little prick.” Jack slightly tightened his grip.

Tommy hit Jack’s arm. “Ranboo! Niki!” He called out, “Help me!”

“Jack.” Niki said.

Jack sighed, letting Tommy go. He didn’t need Niki lecturing him. Tommy flipped him off when he went back to Ranboo.

“Welp, we’ll be going.” Ranboo said, “Tubbo and the others will be back tomorrow, so we’ll see if we can steal some rings from Phil’s room.”

Tommy smirked. “Yeah!” Niki laughed at them while Jack rolled his eyes, but they still said their farewells.

Ranboo and Tommy had similar rings on their ring fingers. The only difference between them was the gem in it. Ranboo had a gold ring with a sapphire gemstone, while Tommy had a gold ring with a ruby gemstone. One of Phil’s crows gave them it; it was one of the few crows that stayed behind. They usually watched over them or caused more chaos. Phil’s crows sometimes gave them gifts, but they mostly stole stuff.

Tubbo had come back the next day and got bombarded with hugs from Tommy, even though he kept calling Tubbo clingy. Ranboo had waved at him and stuck by his side. Tubbo was confused by how weird Niki and Jack were acting. “Okay, what the fuck is happening?” He asked.

“Tubbo, my friend.” Tommy awkwardly laughed, “We have some news.”

Tubbo looked at Tommy and Ranboo suspiciously, “Right… What the hell is it?”

“Ranboo and I are married.” Tommy blurted. Tubbo reeled back.

“What?”

“We’re not married, we’re engaged. We waited till you got back.” Ranboo explained.

Tubbo rubbed his temples. “Great… Cool…” He slowly nodded his head.

“You’re taking this well.” Ranboo stated.

“I’m still processing what the fuck you just told me, but the others will not.”

“Oh, shit.” Tommy whispered. “Wilbur’s gonna be pissed.” He laughed.

Ranboo ran his hands down his face, “Oh god.”

Tubbo sat down, “Guys! I have exciting news though!” He pulled out a gun.

“WHERE DID YOU GET A GUN!?” Ranboo yelled.

“If you let me explain.” Tubbo rolled his eyes, “Techno, let me have it.” He pointed the gun at a tree, then pulled the trigger.

“Of course he did.” Tommy flatly responded, “He never let me have a gun. Why do you get one?”

“Cause I’m older!”

“I think you’re upset about this for the wrong reasons.” Ranboo commented.

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Tommy loved stealing things. It was one of his many hobbies. The others show distaste towards his stealing habits, but he usually returned the item if they wanted it back. He finds it fun; he sees it as something to help connect him to his friends, even if it’s only for a short period. Tommy mostly stole from Tubbo, Ranboo and Phil. Phil usually lets him keep the item he steals, unless it’s deeply important to him. He fidgets with his ring, a new habit he recently got. It helps calm his nerves. It conflicted Phil when he learned of the marriage but agreed with it. He saw how excited they were when talking about the marriage, then he noticed that Tommy stole one of his rings and let him keep it.

Techno had put on a jaded facade trying to make it seem like the marriage didn’t affect him that much, but Tommy knew better than to trust that act. He had known Technoblade for years. He still can’t exactly read him perfectly, but he can tell when he was hiding his feelings. Tommy knew that Techno was annoyed that they had gotten married when they were out of town. Wilbur was pissed, just as he had predicted. It pissed off Wilbur that they asked for Niki and Jack’s blessing instead of his, seeing as he wasn’t out of town. After a while, Wilbur had calmed down, but he still made a few snide comments toward him and Ranboo.

Tommy enjoyed stealing, his family enjoyed stealing, in a way. Phil was the only one who didn’t steal as often as the other. Wilbur always stole his shit. He thought it was funny watching Tommy try to chase after him in his ghost form. Techno stole just for the fun of it. He lived off fear and chaos, which Wilbur found weird. Techno always tried to blame it on the voices he had, constantly begging for blood, or making offerings to the Blood God. No one except Techno really knew who the Blood God was, but they never pushed for answers, just accepting that their human friend heard voices of possible worshippers of a God. If Tommy were to be honest, he thought Technoblade was weird, maybe even the weirdest of his family.

“Phil…” He whined, sitting at the dining table. Phil had an exhausted look as he turned to him.

“Hm?” Phil responded.

“Please don’t make me eat your shit food again.” Tommy laid his head on the table, causing Phil to laugh.

“You’re a little shit.”

“I know!” Tommy laughed. There were loud footsteps as Wilbur and Techno ran over to the table.

“Hey!” Wilbur greeted while Techno only grunted. Wilbur sat next to Tommy.

He glared at Wilbur, “Fuck off you prick.”

“You’re still mad at me aren’t you.”

“Maybe I’ll stop being mad if you give me back my shit.”

“I’ll give you back your stupid spy glass, when you give me back my shit.”

“How about you jump off a bridge!” Tommy crossed his arms.

“Yeesh.” Techno commented, “What a great family breakfast.” He shoved the pancakes that Phil made into his mouth.

“Okay, you little bastards. Stop fighting.” Phil sat down at the table. “At least wait till you finish eating.”

“I hate you.” Tommy mumbled to Wilbur, kicking his shin.

Wilbur attempted to kick him back. “The feeling is mutual.”

Everyone knew they didn’t really hate each other. They’d act like nothing had happened by the time it was lunch or dinner. It was a common occurrence between Tommy and Wilbur.

“Tommy,” Phil started, catching Tommy’s attention, “What are you doing with Ranboo today?” It had become a common thing for Ranboo and Tommy to hang out with each other, usually with Tubbo being around too, but Tubbo was training with Techno today.

Tommy hummed, “Probably steal some shit, cause some chaos.”

Phil tried to hide his laughter with a sigh. “Please, just don’t die. She will be so mad at me if you die.”

“Your ‘wife?’ Phil, we all know wives don’t exist, you need to get her out of your mind.” Tommy put a hand on Phil’s shoulder with a look of concern, “Look, I know a therapist who is willing to help you.”

Phil, lightly, pushed Tommy’s hand off his shoulder, “Tommy, you little fucker, stop trying to convince me my wife doesn’t exist.”

“But she doesn’t. All wives turn to dust when they get upgraded from girlfriend to wife.” Tommy explained.

Techno raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t think I believe that.”

“Like you’re one to talk, orphan killer.” Wilbur commented.

Tommy gasped. “Aren’t you the same one who kills orphans cause they killed your parents.”

Techno buried his face in his hands. “Stop talking, you dumbasses.”

Wilbur and Tommy looked at each other, then back to Techno. “No.” They stated.

“I hate this family.” Techno said.

“No, you don’t!” Wilbur smiled.

“I definitely hate you.”

Wilbur gasped offendedly, “How dare you.” He stood up and started rough housing with Techno. Phil watched them with amusement as Tommy finished eating and put his plate in the sink.

“Guys,” Phil tried getting their attention, to no avail. Phil sighed frustrated, “Oh for fuck sakes.”

“Techno, don’t you have that shit with Tubbo? He’ll probably shoot you with his gun if you’re late.” Tommy commented as he threw on his shoes. Techno put Wilbur out of a choke hold and dropped him on the floor. Wilbur choked as he held his throat.

“You dickhead, I will kill you.” Wilbur glared.

“Right. Sure you will.” Techno rolled his eyes with an amused smirk, “I could beat your ass to next week if I wanted to.” Wilbur mocked Techno as he flipped him off.

“Wilbur, how about you go visit your fish bitch?”

“Sally, isn’t a fish.”

“Sure she isn’t. I’ll believe you when I meet her.” Tommy grabbed a picnic basket from the cabinet and started packing it. “I’m heading out.” He grabbed the basket and ran to the door.

“Bye Tommy!” Phil said, “Tell Ranboo we said hi.” He waved. Tommy sent a thumbs up and as he left the house, he could hear Phil lecturing Wilbur and Techno.

Tommy arrived at a flower field where he saw Ranboo sitting on a red and white checkered blanket, reading a book. “Hello Ranboo!” He said as he got closer. Ranboo had looked up from his book and waved.

“What took you so long?”

“Everyone was being a bitch.”

“Ah-” Ranboo closed his book and placed it down.

Tommy placed the basket on the blanket. “We can eat these later.” He looked at the book. “What’s that?”

“A book.”

“No shit. I’m not stupid.”

Ranboo laughed. “It’s a sci-fi book. I try to read out of my comfort zone sometimes.” He shrugged. Tommy reached over and grabbed Ranboo’s crown, placing it on his head.

“Do I look like royalty?” Tommy tilted his head, smiling. It tilted was on his head. It was slightly too big on his head.

Ranboo admiringly smiled. “You look like you could be a prince.”

“Yeah, unlike you! You nerd.”

“I regret complimenting you.”

“No you don’t.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then we’re getting divorced.”

“We’re not getting divorced.”

“Why not?”

“Cause I like you being my husband.”

“That’s stupid, and I hate you. I hope you die alone.”

“You’ll probably die alone.”

“NO I WON’T! Not with how many bitches I have!”

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

“Fuck you!” After a short while, they sat in comfortable silence as Ranboo read his book and Tommy messed with the flowers and animals. Tommy hummed as he inspected Ranboo’s crown. “Ranboo…” He started.

“What’s up?”

“What was it like being a prince?”

Ranboo looked up from his book and put his head on his hand. “Why are you now asking?”

Tommy shrugged, “I don’t know. I don’t know a lot about you and I want to know you more.”

Ranboo sighed, “Well, when I lived in the End, my moms-”

“Moms? Your parents are gay?”

“Yes? It’s very normal in the End.” Ranboo grinned at Tommy’s amazement, “My moms were the queens, they led the world. I had a lot of siblings, they adopted some of them and others were biological. My mom loved kids. Before she got married into the family, she helped kids.”

“She sounds nice.”

“Yeah, my mother, though,” Ranboo frowned, “she didn’t have the same love for kids as my mom. At least, not to the same extent.” Tommy nodded his head along. “It was lonely sometimes. I wasn’t the youngest child, but I wasn’t the oldest.”

“You were the middle child?”

“Yeah.” Ranboo awkwardly responded. “My older siblings were more worried about the kingdom and other things while my younger siblings were busy learning stuff from my mom.”

“Your older siblings didn’t bother with you?”

“Yeah, kind of. We only really hung out during family dinners. I loved my younger siblings, and tried to be there for them whenever I coud.” Ranboo pressed his lips, “I just- I don’t know…”

“You didn’t want your siblings to feel left out?”

“I guess.” Ranboo shrugged. “It wasn’t always like that. We were closer, but then.” He sighed, “Nevermind.”

Tommy looked at Ranboo, concerned. “Are you okay?” He cautiously asked. Ranboo nodded his head frantically.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“If you ever want to talk more about it, I’ll listen.” He bumped Ranboo’s shoulder with his fist, lightly.

Ranboo smiled at him, “Thanks Tommy.” He stood up and stretched. “We should get going.” He held his hand out to Tommy, who grabbed it, pulling himself up.

“Yeah, or we could just not.”

“Tommy.”

“What?” Tommy defensively said, “I was just joking!” He was, in fact, not joking. “Gimme your shit.”

“I-”

“I want your cape.” Tommy demanded.

“I’m not giving you my cape.”

“Then you’re a bitch.”

“My cape is too big on you.”

“And?”

“Please give me back my crown.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Cause I like it.”

“You’re terrible.”

“No, I’m cool. Unlike you.”

Tommy and Ranboo arrived back at the server with an empty picnic basket and a folded blanket. Tommy had given Ranboo back his crown begrudgingly while fidgeting with his ring. He went back to Phil’s place with the basket. Phil had looked up from an old newspaper wearing his reading glasses. He had smiled at him.

“Ello Tommy,” Phil greeted.

“Phil!”

“Yes, mate?”

“I have your basket.” Tommy placed it on the table.

“Thank you.” Phil smiled, “Be sure to get some sleep.”

“Yeah, sure. Goodnight.” Tommy waved as he returned to his cave house.

Ranboo had watched Tommy enter his house. He didn’t leave till saw the lights go out. Ranboo teleported over to Phil’s house and knocked on the door. He waited for a while before knocking on the door again. Ranboo saw the shadow of feet move closer to the door.

“Tommy you- oh.” Phil paused when he opened the door, “Hello Ranboo.” He greeted.

“Hi,” he started awkwardly, “I, uh, need help. From you and Technoblade.”

“Come in, I can get Techno for you.” Phil stepped to the side to let Ranboo enter. Ranboo entered the house and observed it. He saw framed pictures of Wilbur, Techno and Tommy at different ages. Some pictures even had Tubbo in it. Phil, after a while of waiting, had come down with Techno, who looked exhausted.

“What do you want?” Techno grumbled.

“I need help with a gift.”

“What type of gift?” Phil asked.

“Tommy keeps stealing my shit.”

“That’s a very Tommy thing,” Techno commented, “but what do you want us to do? Tell him to stop? He most likely won’t.”

“No, no, no. I, uh, need help to find something like my crown.” Ranboo said. Phil and Techno raised an eyebrow. “He likes my crown, so I want us to match.”

Techno had a look of disgust, “That’s so cute, that it’s disgusting.”

Phil elbowed Technoblade, “I think that’s a sweet gift, Ranboo.”

“Yeah, yeah. How can we help?” Techno questioned.

“Can you help me find a similar crown, or maybe make a similar one?”

Phil and Techno looked at each other before Phil nodded his head, and Techno nodded.

“Sure, mate.”

“Give us the crown and we’ll find something by morning.” Techno held his hand out. Ranboo took his crown off and gave it to him.

Ranboo let out a breath of relief. “Thank you.”

“No problem.” Phil sat down at the table with Techno shortly behind him.

“Bye guys. Good night.”

“Night mate.”

Techno grunted a farewell.

Ranboo left the house and went over to Niki’s river. “Niki!” He whisper-shouted. “Niki!”

Niki swam up to the water and popped her head out. When she saw it was Ranboo, her eyes sparkled with excitement. She came more out of the water, causing water to splash around her.
Ranboo had learned it was a habit that Merlings have to show excitement or joy, so he stepped away from the river to not get splashed. A few drops of water landed on him, causing him to hiss and teleport a little away from the river.

“Oh, sorry Ranboo.” She apologized.

Ranboo sighed, “It’s okay Niki.”

“What do you need? It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“I, uh, need help.”

Niki furrowed her eyebrows. “Help with what?”

“A gift.” Ranboo started, “For… Tommy.”

Niki gasped, “You’re making a gift for Tommy?”

Ranboo wanted to scoff and deny it, to say ‘I would never make him something.’ but he couldn’t. The words died on his tongue. Instead, he shushed her. “Niki, you know my cape.”

“Mhm!”

“I need help to make a matching one. He, um, er…” He tried to, correctly, word it, “He enjoys trying to steal my cape, so I want to give him a matching smaller one.”

“Oh! So you want me to make it for you?”

“N-No, more like teach me how to make it, with some help.”

Niki made a trill, or clicks in excitement. It could be compared to a dolphin. It was a noise all Merlings made. “Of course I can help you! I just don’t understand why you asked so late.”

“We both know that Tommy would bother us if he knew.”

Niki laughed softly, “Yeah.” She hummed, “Ranboo, do you have a kit? Cause we’re going to be here for a while.”

“Oh, uh, yeah. Just give me a second.” Ranboo teleported to his house, then back with a sewing kit in his hand.

“Great, what do you want to do first?"

"There is one thing."

Tommy had woken up to knocking on his door. At first, he ignored it. Maybe it was just Tubbo doing something weird or Wilbur being dumb. He had let himself fall asleep again till he heard the knocking again; he sat up from his bed, taking a second to observe his cobblestone walls with his favorite mossy cobblestone, and went to the door sluggishly. Tommy had bed hair and had hairs sticking out.

“What.” He had snapped. He sounded exhausted.

“Morning.” Ranboo greeted, with his dumb smile.

“Fuck you. Why the fuck are you here?”

“I have something for you.”

“Can you wait till lunch? Let me sleep in.”

“You can sleep in later, this is important.”

“I’m going to let Tubbo murder you when you’re asleep.”

“Sure you are.”

“He has a gun now, and is being trained to use it.”

“How scary, I’m just trembling in my boots.”

“I will strangle you.”

“You can strangle me later.” Ranboo grabbed Tommy’s wrist and dragged him out of his house.

“Ranboo, I can’t wait till our divorce.”

Ranboo had ignored Tommy and had taken him back over to the flower field. They had passed Niki and Phil, who had smiled at them with a wave. Tommy had flipped Phil off but waved at Niki while Ranboo had just waved at both of them.

“I have a surprise for you.”

“Obviously, you said this earlier.”

“I know, and I’m sorry that I woke you up so early.”

“You better fucking be.”

“But you can be mad at me later, because,” Ranboo pulled out a chest. “I have this. Open it.” He smiled.

Tommy suspiciously looked at the chest, “I wonder how long it was going to take you to kill me.” He wiped a fake tear, “I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.”

“What? I, what, I’m not going to- Tommy-”

“Calm down, I’m joking.” Tommy laughed. He opened the chest and took out the items inside. It was a golden crown with rubies on it. The crown matched Ranboo’s, other than having ruby gemstones instead of obsidian. The crown was big enough to properly fit Tommy’s head. He let out a scream of excitement. “You got me a crown!”

Ranboo shrugged, “I know you liked mine.”

Tommy put the crown on his head, “I’m still going to beat your ass.”

“Tommy, take out the other item.”

“There’s another one?”

“Yes.”

Tommy had reached into the chest and pulled out a cloaked cape. It looked similar to Ranboo’s, other than it being red instead of black. The cape had a hood and was big enough to fit him without ending at his feet. “Holy shit! You got me a cape?”

“Niki taught me how to make it.”

“You made it?”

“Are you saying it’s bad?”

“Yes, it’s shit.”

“If you don’t like it, I can take it back.” Ranboo reached out to take it, but Tommy moved out of his reach, holding the cape close to him.

“No, it’s mine, you prince prick.”

“So you do like it.”

“Yeah, but not cause you made it. Niki helped, and she’d be sad if I got rid of it.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

Tommy tried putting the cape on, but failed after a few tries. “Can you help me?” Ranboo fondly sighed as he went over to Tommy, helping him put on the cape. “Thank you.” he hissed.

“You’re welcome.”

Tommy grinned as he messed with the cape and crown. “Look at us, looking fancy and shit. I think we look quite dapper.”

Ranboo rested his head on his hand as he watched Tommy. “Yeah, I guess we do.”

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Ranboo woke up to a ruckus happening outside. There was loud screaming and then followed with gunshots. He originally tried to ignore it and sleep until he realized there were gunshots outside. He sat up in a panic, adrenaline rushing through his veins as he teleported out of his house. “What is going on?” Tommy and Tubbo looked over at him.

“Morning, bitch boy!” Tommy greeted.

“Ello!” Tubbo waved.

“Why were there gunshots?” Ranboo stressed, running his hands through his hair.

“I was using my badass gun.” Tubbo smirked.

“Ranboo! Did I tell you that Tubbo was learning to use his gun?”

Ranboo deeply inhaled, praying to whatever god there was out there to not let those idiots accidentally shoot themselves. “I think you did, Tommy.” He responded calmly, hiding his panic.

“I think I look like a badass bitch with this.” Tubbo beamed. Ranboo squinted his eyes; it was like looking into the sun, but he was also keeping himself from yawning. “Watch this!” Tubbo reloaded his gun and pointed it at a target. He focused to make sure it aimed where he wanted before pulling the trigger. The bullet landed on the red dot of the target. Tubbo smiled proudly, while Tommy shook Ranboo’s shoulder in excitement.

Ranboo looked distressed. ‘Oh no.’ was the only thing repeating in his head. Tubbo with a gun was dangerous. “That was fantastic Tubbo.” He said, with a forced smile, sending a thumbs up.

“Thanks Ranboo.” Tubbo put on the trigger lock as he unloaded the gun.

“What are you doing?” Tommy asked, as he watched Tubbo.

“Techno said when you’re done using a gun to put the trigger lock on.”

“Why?”

“Cause it’s dangerous if you don’t.”

“Wait, we’re done using the gun already?” Tommy frowned. “But we only just started.” Ranboo rolled his eyes at the whininess of Tommy’s voice.

“I have training soon Tommy.”

“You always have training.”

“You sound like a child.” Ranboo commented.

Tommy glared at Ranboo. “Why don’t you choke on a knife?”

Tubbo laughed, “Okay, boys! I’ll be going, but we can mess with shit later.”

Tommy waved. “Bye, Tubbo!”

“Please. Don’t die.” There was desperation in Ranboo’s voice.

“No promises!” Tubbo laughed when Ranboo made a noise of distress.

“Ranboo,” Tommy started, “you may be wondering ‘Oh no! What are we going to do now?’ Well! Don’t worry, because I have an idea.”

Ranboo, in fact, not wondering that, but nodded along. “Mhm. What are we doing Tommy?”

“I heard that there are moobloom cows in the area.” He brought out a map where a flower biome was circled. “We are going to find a cow and adopt it!”

“Mhm.”

“We will have a flower cow, then they will have children.”

“Are we becoming parents?”

“I’m not ready to be a father.” Tommy cried.

Ranboo raised an eyebrow. “It was your idea.”

“Yeah, but we can just have Phil take care of them.”

“No, either we take care of them or no cow.”

“Ranboo!” Tommy dramatically dropped to the ground. “Why would you do this to me?”

Ranboo sighed at Tommy’s overdramatic antics. He’s used to it by now, but sometimes it’s hard to not laugh at his stupidity.

“This isn’t fair! I will divorce you and take the kids!”

“WHAT KIDS?”

“OUR FUTURE ONES!”

“THAT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE!”

“THEN WHY DON’T YOU DIE.”

“WHAT?”

Tommy cleared his throat. “Anyway. On the map there’s a shortcut, but it goes through the swamp biome. Meaning-”

“Water.”

“And witches.” Tommy added, “Or we could take the longer way, which means we go through a snow biome.”

“Which still doesn’t help.”

“Then there’s going through the nether, but we could easily get lost.” Tommy sighed, “So, which one.”

Ranboo adjusted his crown, “If we go through the swamp we could get there by noon, taking the snow biome will take longer cause we’ll get cold and the nether will take forever if we get lost.” He hummed, as he fidgeted with his ring, “As much as I don’t want to do it, we should probably take the swamp biome.”

“Don’t worry Ranboo, I’ll protect you from the water. Cause I’m a big man who should be feared!” He boasted.

Ranboo lightheartedly scoffed, “Oh wow, my savior.” This voice dripped with sarcasm.

“You’re a fucking nerd!”

“HOW AM I A NERD?”

“YOU LITERALLY WAS LIKE ‘oh Tommy, it will take blah blah long for this.’”

“THIS WHOLE THING IS YOUR IDEA!”

“AND? YOU’RE A NERD.”

“THEN YOU’RE DUMB!”

“YOUR MOM’S DUMB!”

There was a beat of silence between them. Ranboo squatted to the ground, covering his face with his hands, and let out a muffled scream. Tommy was trying to hide his laughter, but was failing miserably.

“Holy shit. Your mom jokes hit twice as hard! You have two moms.” Tommy laughed, “Too bad dad jokes don’t work on you, seeing as your fatherless.”

Ranboo looked over at Tommy, slowly, “I beg your pardon.”

Tommy's eyes widened. “I’m sorry!”

“I’m going to kill you.”

“I SAID I’M SORRY.”

“DIDN’T YOUR PARENTS LEAVE YOU IN THE WOODS.”

“NO. MAYBE? I DON’T FUCKING KNOW.”

Ranboo huffed as he teleported back to his house. He could still hear screaming coming from Tommy. He packed a bag with necessaries for him and Tommy. Ranboo teleported back over to Tommy, holding the bag.

“Wha-”

“It’s for the trip.”

“Oh.”

“We’re going through the swamp, let's go before it gets too late.” Ranboo went ahead, already walking toward the biome.

“HEY! YOU GET BEHIND ME!” Tommy screamed as he went in front of Ranboo to lead the way instead.

Ranboo sighed but let Tommy lead while giving direction where to go. Tommy would curse him out, saying ‘I don’t need you fucking help, I’m a big man, and big men know directions.’ Which helped little, as he kept getting them lost.

“We could go, uh, this way.” Tommy said, with uncertainty. He headed left with Ranboo cautiously looking around the area. Tommy had stepped on something causing him to trip. Ranboo teleported to him in a panic, grabbing his red cape to keep him from falling. Tommy looked down in fear, seeing as he almost fell off a cliff. Logically, he knew he would just glide, but the fear and adrenaline of the possibility of dying went over all logic. “Holy shit.” Was the only thing he could mumble, after almost dying.

Ranboo carefully grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him off from the edge. “Okay, how about I lead the trip?”

Tommy's hands were shaking from the fearful experience, but he cleared his throat putting on his brave persona, “Ranboo, I am so graciously letting you lead the rest of the trip.”

“Ah, thank you Tommy.” Ranboo replied. He attempted to say it flatly, but his voice had tints of worry in it when he noticed how shaken up Tommy was.

Things went well when Ranboo led them through the swamp, a little too well, to where they both knew something was going to happen. They just didn’t know what. That was until Tommy noticed something in a tree.

“Ranboo!” Tommy called out, as Ranboo kept walking ahead, not noticing he stopped. “Boob boy! Prince prick! Hey you pussy!”

Ranboo looked back with an unimpressed look. “What?”

“There’s something in the tree.”

Ranboo went over to the tree and looked up. It was a cat. “Do you want me to-” He cut himself off when he saw Tommy climbing up the tree. “What are you doing?”

“Climbing the tree?”

“I understand that, but I could’ve just teleported.”

“Jump off a cliff.” Tommy grumbled as he climbed up the tree more. When he reached the top of the tree, he held his hand out for the cat. It sniffed his hand then licked it. Tommy tried grabbing the cat, but it scratched him, causing him to be put off balance. He quickly grabbed the cat as he fell off the tree.

Ranboo teleported to Tommy. “Why didn’t you let me just get it?”

Tommy glared at him. “How about you lecture me WHEN WE’RE NOT FALLING!” Ranboo teleported them back to the ground. “Thanks, I guess.” There was a pause. “Can we keep the cat?”

“Why?”

“Look at them.” Tommy showed Ranboo the cat. He noticed the cat had a copper eye color and a missing eye. Its eye was closed and had some scarring on it. The cat was a Bombay cat, it was a common pet in the End especially for royalty. Ranboo wanted to say no to the cat, but it was already warming up to him. The cat had warmed up to Tommy quickly, they had quickly become best friends.

Ranboo sighed, “Fine. What would you name it?”

“Hm, I’ll name you, Puss Boi.”

“Don’t name the cat that.”

“Too late, its name is Puss Boi.” Tommy beamed, “Come on Puss Boi!” The cat had followed Tommy, listening to the new name.

“Oh god. Why would you do this?”

They had almost made it to the flower biome till Tommy felt a droplet of rain. “Uh oh-” He said.

“What?”

“It’s about it-” Tommy didn’t have enough time to explain till more rain fell down, causing Ranboo and Puss Boi to hiss. Ranboo kept teleporting randomly until he was under a tree with Puss Boi behind him. Tommy ran over to the tree they were hiding under. It did little to protect them, but it was the effort that mattered. “Sorry, I didn’t know it was going to rain here.”

“You couldn’t have predicted the weather.” Ranboo sighed.

Tommy took off his cape and stretched out his wings.

“What are you doing?” Ranboo asked.

“Trying to protect you from the rain.” Tommy stated, as if it was obvious. His wings were smaller and shorter than Phil’s and didn’t have, or need, as many feathers as his, but he hoped it would do enough to help Ranboo. His wings were a nice pinkish-red color. It reminded him of a sunset.

“But-”

“I know they’re smaller than Phil’s but hopefully they’ll do enough to help you from the rain dripping from the leaves.”

Ranboo gave him a small smile. “I don’t care if your wings are smaller than Phil’s. Thanks for trying anyway.”

Tommy let out a sad sigh. “You sure? It’s just, everyone thinks that my wings have to get bigger and become like Phil’s. They think I’m so boring. I don’t mind being boring, but it hurts when people expect you to be more than you are.” Tommy rubbed his arm awkwardly, as he tried to blink away his tears.

Ranboo pressed his lip. He wasn’t good at comforting people, so he bumped his shoulder into Tommy. “Hey, it’s okay. I don’t think you’re boring. You’re the least boring person I’ve ever met.” Ranboo smiled. “You’re great, you really are. Never have I ever seen you as a lesser version of Phil. I see you just as you.”

Tommy rested his head on Ranboo’s shoulder, “That was sweet Ranboo, but I will murder you.”

Ranboo laughed as he rested his head on Tommy’s head. “That’s not surprising. What’s next, getting divorced and taking the kids?”

“Yes, actually.”

Ranboo rolled his eyes, before sighing, “I understand what you mean by people expecting stuff from you. My family expected so many things from me, I couldn’t meet that my siblings could. I hated it. Sometimes I feel like that’s when we stopped being as close.”

“The jealousy?”

“Mhm, we all envied each other for different reasons.” Ranboo looked at the ground, “It only got worse after the Ender Dragon.”

“What happened?”

“The Ender Dragon died protecting me from a human. My family has blamed me for her death ever since. Sometimes I even blame myself.”

“But it’s not.” Tommy fidgeted with Ranboo’s ring. “It’s not your fault she died. You couldn’t have controlled her actions.”

“But I could’ve stopped that person.”

“It’s the Ender Dragon’s job to protect the End, including royalty. She protected you, even if she died. It only shows how much she cared about you and the rest of the kingdom.” Tommy reasoned.

“It’s the whole reason I’m here.”

“In the Overworld?”

“Mhm. They exiled me because of her death. Maybe being reminded of her killer was too much for them.” Ranboo wiped the tears welling up in his eyes.

“I think that’s stupid.”

“Yeah.”

There was silence between them, other than the soft sobs of Ranboo and the purring of Puss Boi. Tommy rubbed Ranboo’s back as comfort as he listened to the rain hitting the dirt.

“I think your wings looked pretty.” Ranboo commented, after his crying quiet down.

“Oh, um, thank you.” Tommy wasn’t used to compliments on his wings, “Phil’s wings are pretty too.”

“Yeah, but I’m not talking about him.”

The rain had stopped pouring, causing them to continue their trip to the flower biome. Ranboo, Tommy and Puss Boi eventually left the swamp biome with a few snack breaks, near-death experiences, and Ranboo getting splashed with water. They had arrived at the flower biome; it was full of varying flowers. The moobloom cows varied based on the flower bank they were near. They came from sunflower cows to allium cows, which was a flower Ranboo learned was Tommy’s favorite.

Tommy went over to an allium cow with an excited scream. “Ranboo! We have to keep it! Please!”

“Tommy…”

“Ranboo please! At least let me name him.”

“Then you’ll get emotionally attached. We can’t bring home,” Ranboo hesitated, “Puss Boi, and then a cow.”

“Why not?”

“How would we take care of both of them?”

“Give them to Phil.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Cause we’re parents.”

“That’s dumb.”

“No, it’s not.”

“I’ll name you Jared the cow.”

“Why do you need to add the cow part?”

“Cause it’s funny.”

Chapter Text

It had been a week since Tommy and Ranboo had adopted Jared the cow, and Puss Boi. Ranboo originally didn’t like the idea of keeping two pets, especially Puss Boi, but he eventually warmed his way into his heart. The little antics Puss Boi did annoyed Ranboo, but warmed up on him. Like the way he would knock Tommy’s items on the ground, would meow at him loudly when he wanted a treat. He and Tommy had no backbone with Puss Boi, so he was chubby and they found it adorable.

Ranboo noticed Puss Boi messing with Tommy’s mossy cobblestone. It was his comfort item. Ranboo didn’t understand why, but he tried not to question it often, not wanting to upset his husband. “Puss Boi.” Ranboo said, abruptly, causing Puss Boi to get startled, jump up and land on the floor.

Puss Boi looked at him like he had hurt him. “Tommy! Come get your cat!” Ranboo yelled, but there was no response. “Tommy?” He looked around the house for Tommy, but there was no sign he was there. “Oh, no.” He sighed, “I’ll be back soon Puss Boi, I need to find your idiot father.” He pet Puss Boi before leaving the house. “Hello, Jared.” he greeted. Jared mooed at him with a slow blink. “Bye Jared.” Ranboo pet Jared’s head.

As Ranboo looked around the server for Tommy, he eventually heard shouting and chaos. He knew Tommy got him in a terrible situation. It was a gut feeling at this point. Ranboo rushed to where he heard the shouting and saw Philza looking at Tommy, distressed.

“TOMMY!” Phil yelled, “GET THE CROW OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!” Ranboo could see the stress line on his forehead, as his wings ruffled in stress. He felt as though Phil was going to have gray hairs by the time he was mid 30s, maybe even sooner. Tommy's voice was very muffled as he tried to talk without letting the crow out of his mouth, but he eventually shook his head.

“Tommy!?” Ranboo said, “What are you doing?” Tommy looked at Ranboo and smiled while waving, causing him to see the crow’s feather. “TOMMY!? GET THE BIRD OUT YOUR MOUTH!”

Tommy glared at him before shaking his head and flipping him off.

“Ranboo!” Phil let out a breath of relief. “Please help, he’s trying to eat one of my crows.”

“Uhh- Why?”

“I don’t know! I was trying to help him build something, and he just put it in his mouth!” Phil ran his hands down his face. Phil looked like he was going to explode from stress. Ranboo frowned. It was going to be so sad when he… ya know…

“I’ll try to help you, but I doubt he’ll listen to me.” Ranboo rubbed his temples. “You owe me for this.”

“What do I owe you?”

“Some land, cause it’s mine. You morons just refuse to admit it.”

“Right.” Phil deadpanned, “Ask Tommy.”

“WHAT? NO!”

“It’s his-”

“NOOO! PHIL!”

“Oh, my fucking god.”

“I will never forgive you for playing with my heart.” Ranboo dramatically wiped an invisible tear.

“Bruh.” Phil rolled his eyes, “GET MY CROW OUT OF YOUR HUSBANDS MOUTH!”

“Oh right, forgot about that.” Ranboo sighed. “Tommy.”

Tommy looked up at him and tilted at his head.

“Spit the bird, spit it. Spit the bird.” Ranboo felt like he was talking to a dog. Tommy glared at him as he spit out the crow. It was covered in silva and looked traumatized.

“Look what you did Tommy, you gave my crow even more trauma.” Phil put on a glove and grabbed the bird. There was a look of disgust on his face. “And now I have to give it a bath.”

“Fuck you and fuck your stupid crow.” Tommy flipped off the crow.

“What did my bird do this time?”

“Exist.”

“That’s not a good answer, mate.”

“I hope your crow dies to hunters.”

Ranboo winced, “Oh, brutal.”

Phil sighed, “Bye, you little shit, I’m gonna give them a bath. Hopefully, you can give me an explanation during dinner.”

Tommy crossed his arm and pouted like a child. “Fine.”

“Bye, Ranboo.” Phil waved, then paused. “I forgot to tell you this but, welcome to the family. You’re gonna wish you never join.” He smiled, then left.

Ranboo sighed before looking at Tommy. “Why the crow in your mouth?” His voice was calm and steady, but with all the time Tommy has known Ranboo, he knew he was fuming.

Tommy shrugged, “I don’t know.”

“I can’t even tell you all the words I am thinking right now, but I can tell you. They’re not good.” Ranboo darkly said, “Now, why was the bird in your mouth?”

“I wanted to eat it?”

“WHY?”

“I don’t know, and it was annoying.”

“IS THAT TECHNICALLY CANNIBALISM?”

“I DON’T KNOW- ASK TECHNO-”

“WHAT? AREN’T YOU VEGETARIAN?”

“I MEAN- YEAH BUT-”

“WAIT- HAS TECHNO ATEN HUMAN MEAT BEFORE?”

“WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME? I’M NOT TECHNO!”

Ranboo sighed and covered his face, “I keep forgetting Techno is human.”

“Yeah, especially cause he looks like a fucking pig, like literally a pig.”

“I thought he was a Piglin hybrid, but he’s-”

“He’s a basic bitch.”

“Yeah, without that last part tho.”

“Fuck off. The bitch part makes it better.” Tommy smiled.

“Sure.” Ranboo looked over at whatever Phil was helping Tommy build. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m making an animal clinic!”

Ranboo choked, “What?”

“Yeah! And you’re helping me.”

“Since when did I agree?”

“But I’ll cry.” Tommy frowned, “Then you’ll be like ‘Oh no, don’t cry, fine- I’ll help you.’ cause you’re ass at comforting people.”

“Like you’re any better.”

“I am better.” Tommy cockily smiled at him, “I’m superior to you.”

“One day, I’m going to break and either divorce you or murder you.”

Tommy laughed, “Both are not favorable, but do you have the balls to murder me?”

“We’ll see when the day comes.” Ranboo went over to the failure of a building. “We’re fixing this. No offense, but it’s ugly.”

“Offense taken.” Tommy gave him a side eye.

Ranboo shrugged. “I don’t want the clinic to be made of dirt and cobblestone. That’s disgusting.”

“You’re disgusting!”

“Your mom’s disgusting!” Ranboo rebutted.

“I don’t have a mom!”

“Dang it! It doesn’t work.”

Tommy laid down on the grass, “Why don’t you like the dirt and cobblestone?”

Ranboo sat on the grass near him and adjusted Tommy’s crown. “I just think they don’t go well together. I didn’t mean for you to take it personally.”

“WELL I DID YOU PRICK! YOU MAKE ME SAD!”

Ranboo sighed. “Tommy, I like your creative liberties, and your ideas are good. I just don’t like those two,” He pointed at the building, “together.”

Tommy’s frown deepened, “Why?” He sounded heart broken. Ranboo felt the guilt in his stomach worsen.

“I, uh,” He was not built for this situation. There was only so much confrontation he could handle before he crumbled. “How about we work on it together?” He looked unsure, but it caused Tommy to perk up.

“Fine, but I still hate you.”

“Sure you do.”

“Come on boob boy! Let’s fix this building.”

“Please stop calling me that.”

“I’ll stop calling you that, when Endermen stop getting hurt by water.” Tommy stated with a smirk.

“I hate you.”

“You love me. I mean, who couldn’t love all my awesomeness.”

“Your nonexistent women.”

“Well, you replace them cause you’re my bitch.”

“Stop talking.”

“Don’t test me, I will get Tubbo to call you a meow meow again.”

“Please, don’t, not again.”

“I’ll get the cat ears again.”

Ranboo paused as he had flashbacks. “Not the cat ears.”

“Yeah, the cat ears. I won’t get them if you listen to me boob boy.”

“I will murder you.”

“Have fun with that.” Tommy teased.

Tommy and Ranboo worked together to rebuild the clinic. Tommy got rid of the dirt and replace it with mud, while Ranboo got rid of the cobblestone and replaced it with different end stones. It wasn’t the most pleasing thing they made, but they weren’t builders, unlike their neighbor Snifferish. They were from a neighboring server. Ranboo couldn’t exactly remember the name. Bee SMP was his best guess. When the build was finished they looked at it, admiring their amazing work.

“This is better than before.” Ranboo commented.

“I think the mud compliments it.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, but let's see what Wilbur says. He’ll probably be like ‘This is so shit, why would you make me look at it?’ but you know what, fuck him. I hope he chokes.”

Ranboo nodded his head, “Mhm.” He held his hand out to Tommy, who grabbed it. Ranboo teleported them back to their house. “Hello Puss Boi.” He greeted as he laid on their couch.

“Why does Puss Boi like you more than me?”

“Cause I’m better.”

“YOU DIDN’T EVEN WANT HIM AT FIRST.”

“And? He’s warmed up on me.”

Tommy and Ranboo went back to their build the next day. They had added a sign that says ‘Allium Duo Clinic for Animals!’ on the sign was Jared the cow and Puss Boi. They were quite proud of their build and waited for people from the server to notice it and enter. It took longer than they expected for someone to enter. It took 2 hours of Tommy being bored out of mind for their first customer to enter.

“Hello, welcome to Allium Duo Clinic for Animals!” Ranboo greeted as Tommy tried to get up from the ground.

“Oh, hi Slimecicle.” Tommy smiled at the goopy man.

“Hi Tommy! Tommy’s husband!”

“Ranboo.”

“Tommy’s Ranboo.”

Ranboo let out a huff as Tommy laughed.

“I need help with my little slime.” Slimecicle showed them his slime.

Ranboo looked uncertain. “Uh, I don’t know if we-”

The slime jumped up then fell on its side. Tommy made a noise of sadness.

“Slimes shouldn’t to do that, and I don’t know the issue.”

“Aren’t you slime?” Ranboo questioned. Tommy hit his arm.

“We’ll see what we can do, man.”

“Thank you guys. I was so worried about my little buddy.” Slimecicle gave his slime a little kiss on the forehead. “I’ll be back soon.” As Slimecicle left, there was a trail of slime left behind.

“Why would you do that?” Ranboo hissed.

“Ranboo, the slime is so sad.”

“WE DON’T KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF SLIME!”

“WELL WE HAVE TO NOW!”

“Oh my god, give me the slime.”

“Will you hurt it?”

“No?? Why would I hurt it?”

“Cause you’re evil.”

“Give me the slime!”

“Fine, you asshole.” Tommy handed Ranboo the slime.

Ranboo inspected the slime before giggling, “I might know the problem.”

“What is it?” Tommy moved closer.

Ranboo dug two of his fingers into the slime and pulled out three lego pieces.

“Ew.” Tommy scrunched up his nose in disgust.

“It was eating legos.” He placed the slime on the counter, and the slime jumped freely without falling on its side.

“Oh! Yay! We fixed it.”

“Sure, we.”

“Yeah! Now you have the spirit! Ranboo, we’re such a good team.”

“Just ignore him Ranboo, you can get a divorce later.” He said to himself as he watched the slime.

Slimecicle came back an hour later and was ecstatic. His slime was back to normal. Ranboo softly smiled at him as he gave Slimecicle the legos his slime was eating.

“You can’t keep eating legos, Costco.” Slimecicle lectured.

“Did he name his slime after a store?” Ranboo whispered to Tommy. Tommy shrugged as they watched Slimecicle leave their clinic.

Shortly after, Tubbo entered their clinic. “Hey boys!” He waved. They noticed that there was a bee on a lead. “This is Betsy. She’s the old queen from my bee hive and I’m attached to her. Don’t let her die.”

Tommy’s eyes widened, “Uh, Tubbo, I don’t think- We can’t really do anything about that-”

Ranboo looked at the bee with fear as he backed away. “Guys.” Ranboo tried calling out, but was ignored. “GUYS!” They looked at him, “I’m allergic to bees.”

“HOW ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO BEES?” Tubbo shouted. From a distance, they could hear loud, angry buzzing as more bees entered the clinic. Tommy attempted to protect Ranboo from the bees while Tubbo tried to help Betsy. “BETSY!” He yelled as the other bees left the clinic, leaving a limp bee on the ground. Betsy let out a sad buzz as her wings fluttered slightly before she died.

Tommy put a hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, “I’m sorry for your loss.”

Tubbo sadly nodded his head while wiping a tear. “Thank-” He paused when he noticed something. “Wait- This isn’t Betsy, this is Bethany. Oh, fuck you. I hate you.”

Ranboo and Tommy looked at each as they tried to hold back laughter.

“Uh, sorry for your not loss?” Ranboo responded.

“No, yeah, everything is under control. Bye, guys. I’ll teach you how to use my gun Tommy.”

“YES!”

“NO!”

Tubbo left after having a short funeral for Bethany outside the clinic, burying her body and the lead. He went back to the pub with a wave.

Ranboo leaned onto the counter with a sigh, “This is exhausting.”

Tommy laid on the ground, “Yeah, but it was fun.”

“I don’t think I can do this for another day.”

Tommy shrugged, “If you don’t like it we can burn this place down.”

Ranboo smiled wickedly, “Now we’re talking.” He held his hand out to Tommy. He grabbed it and pulled himself up. They ran out of their clinic with a flint and steel and tried burning it down. It didn’t exactly work. The building didn’t burn except for the sign getting destroyed and the mud turning into clay. What made it worse was the fire spread to the trees, causing a forest fire.

“Oh, shit.” Tommy mumbled, “Phil is going to pissed.”

“Not just Phil. Scott is going to kill us.”

“Ah fuck.”

“We have to run and hide the evidence-”

“Yeah!”

Ranboo quickly grabbed Tommy and teleported back home.

“Hello Puss Boi.” Tommy greeted, “Hi Jared the cow.”

Ranboo let out a sigh of relief as he leaned against a wall. “You know, I got weird deja vu when we burned down the clinic.”

“Did it?”

“Yeah, I think I had a dream once that we burned down someone’s house and you got exiled.”

“WHAT? WHY WAS I EXILED AND NOT YOU! THAT’S NOT FAIR.”

Ranboo shrugged, “I don’t remember.”

“Your dreams are weird.”

“Sure, like yours are better.”

Tommy attempted to wack Ranboo, “Shut.”

Ranboo laughed as he opened his Ender chest, pulling out a music disc. Tommy watched him, confused. He put the music disc on a record player, and it started playing slow dancing music. “Do you dance?”

“What?” Tommy looked at him, distrusting.

“Do you want to dance?”

“I, uh, I’m terrible at dancing-”

“I am too, but if you’re worse than me, I can lead the way.”

“I’m better than you!”

“Then prove it.”

Tommy huffed, “Fine.” He stood up and swayed with Ranboo as they slowly danced together. It turned out that Tommy was, in fact, worse than Ranboo, so he took the lead. He laughed at Tommy’s failed attempt at slow dancing whenever he went too fast or stepped on his foot.

“This may be weird to say but, sometimes I’m glad I got exiled from the End. If I never did, then I never would’ve met you or the others.” Ranboo let out a fond sigh. Tommy looked up at Ranboo with a tint of sadness.

“Don’t you ever miss your siblings?”

“All the time, but I’m at least learning to move on.” Ranboo rested his head on Tommy’s head.

Tommy smiled, “Then I guess I’m glad I broke into your cave.”

Ranboo laughed in response as he slowly spun Tommy.

“You know, Wilbur gave me your book.” Tommy said. Ranboo stiffened. “He said something about how I shouldn’t trust you, but I didn’t read it. I know that if you ever want to tell me something that you would. I trust you Ranboo.”

Ranboo hugged Tommy as the song ended, “I trust you too.”

“Good, you better.”

Ranboo playfully rolled his eyes as he pushed Tommy.

Ranboo and Tommy spent the night messing around. It went from dancing, taking care of Puss Boi and Jared the cow, to board games and doing each other's hair. They wanted to spend as much time with each other as they could, not wanting the night to end. As they chatted about future adventures, they could have with the other and Tubbo. Ranboo and Tommy truly felt at peace with each other.