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𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘 - 𝙶𝚞𝚖𝚒

YOU THOUGHT I WAS GONNA WRITE A BOOK WITHOUT INCULDING ONE VOCOLDE SONG WELL YOU WERE WRONG. Anyway, have this kinda angst like chapter cause I feel it suits the character I wrote about in this :).

Type: mild angst

Warnings:
Blood
Fighting
Mentions of explosions
Yelling
Mentions of Trauma
Almost death

Bonus: I'm sorry this turned out this way

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No POV

Running, fast, he could barley fully process why was happening, one moment everything was fine. Buildings were intact and pathways full, then everything was gone, blown up. Sure he was given a warning about it but he still wasn't expecting it to all go so fast. He held close the two cats in his arms as he ran, his dog following close behind him as he ran. His lungs heaved and legs begged for him to stop running but he knew he had to keep going, he didn't want to get hurt like everyone else did. Of course this is how it had to happen, no matter what he did he was picking a side, running away, side picked, fighting them, side picked, fighting with them, side picked. There wasn't a win for him, at least he was aware he had picked a side. Reaching the familar black, indestructible walls of his panic room he put the two cats down and slipped down the wall till he was sitting on the cold black floor. Part of his sliding was due to his legs giving out from under him, it wasn't really his fault his legs were so weak from time to time. He felt his body curling on itself as he clutched his head in his hands. He was trying to keep calm but he couldn't, this after all was his panic room and all he actually ever did here was panic. Then He started to talk in his mind. "You know you picked a side by not doing anything right?" The spilt haired boy looked up at the figure who had materialized in front of him "y-yeah I know I did" he said starting to tap his foot in attempts to calm himself.

"So that makes you no better then any of them"
"I-I. I know"
"Why didn't you fight with them"
"I don't know, I felt like I couldn't move"
"You've always been so weak Ranboo"
"W-what?"
"You've always been weak, you've never been able to decide what to do, you always freeze up and you never, ever fight. Your weak"
"I-"
"Your the traitor, after all you wrote it in your book. This is all your fault it happened Ranboo"
"I"
"After all if you hadn't helped them this wouldn't have-"
"SHUT UP"

He looked up, the figure was gone, it never was there, deep, tar like tears spilled from his eyes as he curled in on himself more 'I'm so alone' he thought over and over and over as he cried to himself, unable to stop the tears from falling. At this point they hurt, burned him slightly because well, it was a liquid but he couldn't stop them. He stayed there for how long he doesn't even know but it was a while. He didn't even realize someone had come into his panic room and was now standing behind him. The person squated down and softly shook him to get his attention, clear he couldn't hear them from him covering his ears. He sat up slightly and looked over at who it was. Techno. This was all his fault to, he was the one who blew up his home. He was t responsible for this it was techno, right? Behind techno stood a figure he couldn't make out through his still tear filled eyes. "How long have you been here?" We're the words he was able to make out, he wiped his face aggressively, he didn't wanna seem weak in front of them "uh, I-I don't know." He said not looking at either one of them, techno looked behind him, nodded and left the black old room, leaving Ranboo alone in the room with the figure he could now make out. Philza.

"Have you got a place to stay?" He asked, looking down at him, Ranboo couldn't tell if it was a pitiful expression or not, everything hurt. "Well no, I mean you both kinda blew up my house" he said, sniffling trying to sound like he hadn't been crying for a possible hour. "Techno might not like it but your coming with me for a little, you need a place to stay" the older man said, signaling for Ranboo to get up and come with him. He did, he was quick to his feet, following the older closely behind. He didn't wanna be alone again. Techno watched the two leave and walk over to him "don't tell me he's coming with us?" He asked sounding slightly annoyed "I-I can just make a house not to far if you really don't want me there with you two" Ranboo said before Phil could get a word in, techno hummed in agreement and the walk back was quiet, only Phil and Techno talking as they walked.