discontinued. tommyinnit & tubbo one-shots

panic room

⚠️⚠️TW⚠️⚠️ ALSO SPOILERRRRSSSSS SPOILERSSSSSS FOR DSMP

He swam into the entrance of his obsidian panic room. 3 signs were on the walls. You are fine.
Dont choose sides, choose people.

DREAM IS THE REASON

His body was shaking. Ranboo paced around the jukebox sealed in the floor, thinking and debating things, weighing his options. He stopped, looking straight ahead. "Did I do the right thing?" He opened the book.

:)

He shut it and continued pacing. "How did he- how did he find it? No, I- I keep it on me..." he spoke to himself. Purple glowing tears dripped from the ceiling made of crying obsidian. Everything he had done up to this point, everything he had wrote in his memory book was in the presidents hands. "What- no, no- it's going to be fine. Everything is going to go fine." He doubted the words he spoke. "No it won't," he stopped. "No but it will. It will," He looked at the signs. "How do gou choose people, when everybody hates you? no- no no no nobody hates you- everybody- nobod- everyone..."
"Hello," a familiar voice rang out. Ranboo startled. Dream. He sighed. "So you've- you've come to my panic room now?"
"Yeah, yes. I have," but Ranboo couldn't see him. He continued walking aimlessly around the cramped room. It was silent for a second, you could hear Ranboos shoes tapping the rough yet smooth obsidian floor. "How did you- how did you find it?"
"It was in your chest,"
Ranboo stopped for a couple seconds.
"W–what? No, you- you couldn't of found it in a chest, I keep it on me at all times..." He heard Dream make a humming sound.

He takes in a deep breath.
"Why, why now? Why give them false hope?"
"It's fun,"
"You could've just blown it up today, so why?"

"You just like to watch? You find it fun,"
"Yeah,"
Ranboo stood in silence for a moment.
"Did I do the wrong thing, Dream?"
"Well, you did,"
"I just tried to choose people..."
"Well, you unintentionally chose a side by not choosing a side,"
"What?"
"the side of a traitor,"

"You betrayed everyone. You hurt Techno, you hurt Tommy.."
"i just have this web that i've created for myself,"

"Did you help Tommy blow up the community house?"
Ranboo stiffened, questioning things. Everything.
"What, no,"
"maybe you did, you just don't remember it. You've done a lot of bad things,"

"What? No... what have I done?"

"You burnt down Georges house, you blew up the community house. You've betrayed everyone,"
No, nonono.. he's lying, I-I would remember.

"Would you remember? Would you write it down in your memory book?"

"The memory book was how I could remember who my friends were... but if I can't rely on the memory book, then what can I rely on?"

"not yourself, obviously,"

He blinked a few times, confused.
"What do you mean?"

"I'm not even real,"

A silence passed over, a long one. "What do you mean 'you're not real'?..."
Nobody responded. Ranboo realized he was completely alone. I blew up the community house... He inhaled and exhaled a few shakey breaths, attempting to ground himself. He slid to the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest. He grabbed his hair.

"You don't choose sides, choose people,"

"What am I going to do- I don't know what to do, I don't know,"

"What if everything goes wrong tomorrow?"

"What- what if-"

He mentally slapped himself, clenching his air with less strength.

"No, no-"

"Everything will be fine,"

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soo sad-ists new animatic aye?
anyways, a quick oneshot thing for ranboo because i love his character so much- ahem
i think theres a lot of talking in this
wonder whats going to be happening tomorrow... lets hope tommy and tubbo dont lose their lives.

#teamranboofuckeveryoneelse