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𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 - 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛

HOWDY!! So this is a chapter with Ranboo in it more then just a mention, lil bit of my head cannoned past for him so I hope you enjoy! If you read my head cannons this is what this is kinda from as well :))

Type: Gen

Warnings:
Mentions of an anxiety attack

Bonus:
Ranboo back story B)

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No POV

The atmosphere was cold and almost damp feeling in the males lungs, sure he had on his protective suit from being unable to breath in this plants air but he still felt cold and damp to him. Walking on the sand like natural earth he walked towards the building, opening the door and walking over to the shop keep, he knew what he was there for. He placed down on the table a small pouch of the golden, cold, coins and took his chest of items in return, he wanted to make everything as fast as he could. The blonde never liked being here, it was cold, damp, and the atmosphere felt tight to him. The suit felt tight on his wings, and made him uncomfortable. Sure the sky was beautiful, but he didn't like coming here often. He walked out of the shop, looking at the store fronts as he passed, he heard the familar yells of one of the store owners, throwing something or someone out of his store. The distorted tones were something he was familar with, he had learned the language a few years before and had practiced it every time he came here.

(Before I continue I couldn't get paste to work so your just gonna have to put up with this)

"That's right! And stay out" was what he heard, looking over at what they held in their hands. A small boy was thrown to the floor, he had something clutched in his hands as he ran off, the store owner dusting off their hands before going back inside. He small boy running right into the blonde and falling down, he looked up at him and almost started to cry, tears welled up in his mismatched eyes as he held the warping purple fruits, tightly in his hands. He tried to get back up to run back off again but the blonde stopped, bent over and helped the boy up, making sure to dust him off, looking at his knees which were scraped "oh you poor thing" he said "do you want me to help you?" He asked in the distorted language looking at the boy who had tears streaming down his face as he looked at the adult confused, he didn't understand how he spoke the same language as him, usually the humans who even made it here didn't speak a lick of it but there he was. It took the boy a few moments but he nodded, the man gave him a smile before picking him up to carry him over to a bench to sit him to bandage the boys scraped knees.

The boy watched him, his eyes wide with curiosity as he was bandaged up, he bit into one of the fruit he had in his hands, it was old, slightly darker then the usual ones that were sold. The blonde adult hummed to calm the child in front of him as he bandages him up. Up he got off his knees as he finished, "alright kid, there you go, I've got go now, stay outta trouble" he said as he started to leave the poor boy on the bench "w-wait! P-p-please don't leave me here" he said as he struggled to get off the bench and follow him, pulling on the back of his suit slightly to get his attention once more "what do you mean leave you here? You've got a family don't you?" He asked squatting down to his leave to talk to him. The kid shook his head leaving the blonde man sighing, thinking to himself 'why harm will be do, he seems nice and quiet, won't yell like Tommy does and will stay out of trouble like Tubbo, why not' he thought it over in his mind before scooping the boy up and walking toward the portal he came from. "Now what is your name kid?" He asked when they reached the portal "R-Ranboo" "huh, Ranboo, nice to meet you"

The stone walls of the building he had entered the portal t hero ugh  he was familiar with was a calming site, something he had longed for even though he had only been in the other demenshion for a short period of time. He took off his helmet and suit and stuffed them into the bin labeled 'dirty' before picking up the boy once more and walking out, letting his wings stretch out as he cracked hi neck a few times, left and right, left and right, repeating the motion. Calming. Walking down the quiet road, the stars in the night sky shun down on the two, his wings still stretching themselves out as he walked, the kid in his arms watched his wings in amazement, confused as to what they were, reaching out to them to try and touch them but they were just out of reach.