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I can't Stay Here

Ranboo watched in dissipated anticipation. Techno's dogs growling at any wore dared to attack the piglin. He knew this would happen. He warned them. His mind was sprouting with thoughts. Or was it another person speaking? He didn't know. He couldn't tell. He snuck towards the back, listening in on anything they had to say. Though, in the corner of his eye, a woman with bright, fluorescent pink hair stood before a tree. A tree that sparked the hearts of many. A tree of importance. Not to him atleast. He couldn't care for it. His eyes watch her with desolate care. Eyes glowing as the explosions had hit hard and loud on the once hard, planked land. Yelling. Yelling was all he heard. The echoes of their yelling sparking flames in the ears of those who heard it. What could he do? Nothing. Useless. That's what he was. Nothing, but a useless Enderman thing. His focus was back to the girl. Niki. Strong-willed, powerful in her own way. Despite everything, she kept going. He smiled slightly, knowing just the reason she's there. To send a message. To prove she's worth something. And, before he could shift even an ounce of focus. It roared. The flames burst quickly up the tree. Flying high and dissipating with the ounces of rain that fell and smashed on the ground. She saw him. He watched her. He smiled and she smiled back, her eyes were stern, stoic power engraving her. Niki. Niki was a good person. She had done what needs to be done. Though, the pain and anger in the fox's voice bought him to the fur boy. His orange tail floated downwards, upset - he watched the tree. The ashes tripling own the tree quickly, he could only guess. Then, he heard Technoblade yell. Tommy yelling back. The arguments they were all used to - only worse. He sighed. Teleporting closer, sitting down and pulling his hands to his knees, his head resting on his hands. He watched the wall. The voice. The thing. It yelled at him. It wanted to control him. He couldn't let it. Water. Water? He stroked his cheek, and soon enough, he felt little trickles of water flow out of his eyes. Shit. The purple liquid would never seem to stop, no matter how hard he tried. He wanted out. He needed out. Out of L'manburg. Out of those who pick sides. People. He needs people. People who support him. People who don't just like him for what side he is on. Standing up, he dusted his suit and snuck out of L'manburg, out of DreamSMP, to a certain man. A certain someone. Someone who he knew he could trust. He knew he was at L'manburg, but he'd rather sit with another enderman and talk to him when waiting, than watch a failed country be blown up into pieces. He couldn't hear those screams of anticipated, saddened cries...

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shorter oneshot this time

also, it's my first time writin ranboo soo

m a n, I'm excited for upcoming projects i have planned

also, can we get to 900 by April 30th? or 1k? 900 would be fine too, it'll be me birthday

i joined this app when i was fuckin 11 years old. I'll be 15. Around 3-4 years eh? Scary honestly, and jesus, look at me old writin n how much I've improved.

Well, hope u enjoyed! Lmao no this isn't the last oneshot, it just reminded me of a convo i had with me mum earlier. I started lockdown when i was 13. I'll be leavin it at 15 if it don't end after April. Absolutely mad, init?

Peace!