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A soothing breeze swept past Ranboo, bringing along the fragrant smell of flowers as it lifted his hair to sway in the wind.
Wait.
Flowers?
Ranboo's eyes shot open; hopefully not literal shooting – though he probably would be able to shoot beams from his eyes at one point, proven from experiences that are preferably unnamed – as he realised he was in a new surrounding.
His sleepwalking was bad. Really bad. But it had never gotten to the extent that he had literally stumbled into a flower field while being asleep. This was actually the furthest he had travelled probably, and he desperately hoped that record would not be broken – there was not a prize for it anyways.
Despite the blond having just woken up with a lot of problems – including a severe pounding in his head, that headache that caused his body to tilt sideways for some reason, and a couple of muscles that were still waiting to boot – he tried to find his way out and back to his cottage.
Terrible mistake.
Ranboo must have had a bit too much fun falling face flat onto the grass patch.
Though that was comparatively not as bad as to the stoned paths a couple of feet beside him.
Whatever, Ranboo would just get up and-
Crack.
"Ouch!" He shrieked.
Nevermind.
He might have just injured his leg.
And summoned a demigod who was in hibernation for who knows how long.
"For the love of Prime, can you not shout in my flower field?"
Ranboo twisted his head, struggling to catch a glimpse of where the voice came from.
Quite difficult for someone who was already injured and glued onto the floor – like it was some giant magnet that attracted him to it and now he was stuck there.
There was some sort of shuffling noise, followed by something being thrown in the air.
An ender pearl, the blond assumed. He was quite the one to speak when that was probably one of the things he knew most about.
Glancing up, he had quite a better view of the person standing – kind of floating, actually – in front of him. A blond, slightly shorter than Ranboo maybe, dressed in some sky blue hoodie and cargo pants covered in quite a bit of dirt, mud and leaves. Pretty well matched with his hair that looked practically just as messy and likely tangled as well.
He also had a pair of wine-red wings, hardly stretched out but they appeared to be flapping and keeping him midair.
"Are you going to stop staring at me or what?" The figure interrupted, cutting through Ranboo's temporary train of thoughts and bringing him back to the field he was rooted in
This kid was probably some ripoff Walmart angel, cause that personality absolutely did not match with his appearance.
"Oh, uh, sorry, man. Got a bit distracted there. If you want, I can leave-" Ranboo stuttered, attempting to stand up while patting off the dirt on his ripped jorts.
Keyword; attempted.
Guess Ranboo had fallen down again.
Tommy sighed, putting his arm to his forehead as he looked at the half-human, half-enderman hybrid beneath his eyes.
He usually would not be willing to be nice, but something about him made Tommy want to actually offer help.
Mainly because the taller one would end up breaking the stems of multiple flowers if he fell again.
The demigod giggled as he visualised Ranboo falling into a bush of roses – that might actually be a bit too mean.
Oh no. This guy. This menace. No. He had already crawled into the part of Tommy's heart that oozed with pure empathy.
What witchcraft did this man have?
He grunted, lowering himself as he gently reached down and performed some sort of healing on Ranboo's leg.
Or, realistically, Tommy just twisted it.
Apparently that worked, despite the injury not even being a twisted ankle or anything, but Ranboo was not really in a place to judge.
Not after he literally had his leg healed by a demigod, of course.
"I owe you a favour now, right?" The taller asked.
"Very much."
"How do you want me to… uh… repay it?"
"You can leave-"
"Alright then." Ranboo hummed, preparing to take his leave right as he was called back by Tommy.
"Actually, don't. Just stay here with me or something."
"Aww, are you being clingy?"
"What? No! Don't- Don't mistake my intentions, you mortal!"
"Hey! Just call me Ranboo."
"Okay Ranboob, I'm Tommy, the biggest man alive, just so you know."
"You're shorter than me."
-
Tommy escorted Ranboo – accurately said; forcefully kidnapped – down on a wooden path that the taller one completely neglected earlier as he was introduced to the various flowers blooming under the golden glow of warmth.
Ranboo leaned over to a certain flower that grabbed his attention. It was a rather pretty shade of white, or just simply a more flattening colour to the vibrant shades he had already seen.
Curiously, Ranboo plucked one of them – ignoring Tommy's prehand warning not to touch any flowers or his leg would be injured again – and lifted it up to Tommy.
"What the- you fucking plucked my flowers?"
"Oops, sorry," Ranboo replied, rolling his eyes as he presented the flower in his large hands, "But I thought I would give it to you as a present."
"Of course, of course Ranboo would give me some special flower representing happiness." Tommy mocked sarcastically.
"It meant that?"
Tommy glared at him, with that slight pinch of judgement and suspicion; well mixed with confusion. Ranboo did not know that?
And as if Tommy couldn't get more confused, some ring that looked like it could summon a demon appeared right below the duo's feet.
Just like magic – which it probably was – flowers started to spew out of the ring. Including a few almost smacking Ranboo straight in the face.
They were not too hard to identify, especially not for Tommy – a long term flower expert who grew up nurturing them and an avid floriography enjoyer – they were simply orchids.
Tommy was almost fully positive they were lady slipper orchids, specifically from how the lip of it was shaped like a slipper.
"Fuck." Tommy muttered.
"What is it?"
"We're gonna have to be friends now." The shorter one complained.
"Woah, really? That's new."
"Blame the stupid flowers, they could have given me anything else and they gave me the flower that symbolised friendship."
Ranboo chuckled at Tommy's misery.
"Guess there's no way out of it now."
"Nope, there isn't-"
Ranboo was cut off by an aggressive tackle by his new friend.
That is subjectively a great way to start a friendship.
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Bonus:
"We should have a flower that is specially meant for our duo." Ranboo suggested.
"Tell me about it."
"I'm thinking; alliums."
"You mean the fucking fluffy purple onion ball things?"
"Yup."
"That's dumb-"
"Allium duo we shall be, then." Ranboo chimed in.
Tommy pouted, letting out an annoying huff.
Though "Allium Duo" did suit them very well.
And I think we can all agree on that.