Ranboo has had some trauma over the time he's been in the SMP, although he never thought it could be so bad. Could his bad memory cause the death of him?
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"Techno, can you calm down? He'll wake up some time. It's probably what happened last time. Except we won't let him leave and start this all over again."
"Philza, we can't let him do this. It's like what, the 12th time this month?" Techno responded.
"Look whatever, get me the teabags I'm making tea for when he wakes up," he scoffed.
Techno threw the teabags at him, almost hitting his face but Phil's reflexes were much faster than he could run. He lit the campfire that was led up to the chimney and put the water on the fire to boil.
"He'll be fine Techno," Philza added, "I promise."
Techno sighed and put his cape on top of the boy who was in his own world and wasn't coming back soon.
"Techno? Philza?" Ranboo asked.
He was still alone having nothing to do but shout and cry until he could get out.
Finally he saw somebody in the distance, except when he ran to them, they disappeared and appeared in another place.
"Hello? Who are you..?" He mumbled, he didn't know who this was.
A hand was put on his shoulder and suddenly he woke up.
His expression the same as last time but the urge to run away was gone, he wanted to stay and he couldn't make himself leave.
Philza was tending to the fire and waiting for his tea to be done while Techno had fell asleep beside him.
Ranboo stared thinking somebody would notice he was awake but nobody did.
"P-Phil?" He stuttered.
"Ranboo? Oh goodness you're awake. Want some tea?" He questioned.
"No thanks, how long have I been.. out for?" He hesitated like somebody was going to hurt him, like he was still being chased.
"Well," Phil took out his clock checking about what time it was, "about 4, maybe 5 days?"
"5 days.?" He looked worried.
He couldn't understand why he was asleep for so long. It keeps happening and he can't control when it happens.
Techno finally woke up catching the tea that was boiling over since Phil was no longer was paying attention to it.
"Oh, thanks Techno." Philza smiled at him and lifted the tea off the fire.
Ranboo was out of it, he kept thinking back to his journal when it said he poisoned somebody's tea, but you can't poison tea packets, right? You could only put poison in like, the liquified version... right..?
He ran over to Philza and started tugging at his cape.
"You can't drink that..!" Ranboo begged, and kept tugging at his robe.
"It's fine, Ranboo. Why would I not be able to?"
"My memory book. It-"
"Ranboo, sit down you need rest!" Techno yelled, kind of scaring the boy and he immediately sat down, "Philza, tea please?"
"Yeah. Sure, have some," he handed Techno a cup and poured the tea into it, slowly lifting the kettle up until the cup was full.
They both sat down at the table and Ranboo took a cup of tea, but didn't drink it until one of the others did. Techno took a sip, nothing was off. It was fine.
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"Citrus? Kind of weird to have in tea but, I guess go off.?"
"Yeah, yeah whatever," Philza said, taking a drink of the tea.
Ranboo also took a sip, seeing as nothing happened to the others.
"Hey, when'd you put cinnamon in here?" Ranboo added.
"Cinnamon..?" Philza asked.
"GOD DAMNIT. Where's your epi-pen? Philza, where'd you put it?!" Techno's voice, slowly fading into the the distance as he searched for Phil's epi-pen.
"Wait, why's Phil need an epi-pen? Is he allergic to something?" Ranboo was freaking out, so confused on why Techno was freaking out.
"Hey Ranboo, uh, here's the thing.... I.. I-" He trailed off and fell out of his chair, falling onto the floor.
"Uhm, Techno? Techno! TECHNO! PHIL'S ON THE FLOOR!" Ranboo shouted, trying to get Techno to come back.
Techno didn't respond and Ranboo peered into Phil's cup of tea. A silver smell came from the cup and he perked up immediately.
He ran towards the place where Techno ran, and started shouting out incoherent words, until he found Techno right across at Phil's temporary home.
"IT'S NOT JUST ALLERGIC REACTION TECHNO." Ranboo, now crying ran closer.
"Then what is it?! He's allergic to cinnamon. What else would it be?!"
"It's poison. It was hidden with cinnamon, which you still might want to bring that epi-pen," he looked at Techno's hand which was holding the epi-pen and they both ran inside his house.
After that mess Phil was still unconscious, probably pretty beaten up by the cinnamon and the poison in his tea. They both kept wondering how he was poisoned and they weren't. They guessed it was a cinnamon based poison who probably didn't kill anybody without the specific allergy, or maybe it targeted a certain gene or something, but they had no health knowledge and decided not to bother it.
"Is he.. you know.. dead?" Ranboo said, wiping his tears like he was at a funeral but Techno was just asleep sitting next to Phil who was covered in his cape.
He opened his book to write but the book already had something written.
1/26/21
I put the poison in Philza's tea. It's a poison that should only target him, or at least that's what I was promised. Anyways, don't forget this.
-Ranboo
He started crying at the sight of this. He poisoned Phil? He didn't remember it but he believed it because of his memory loss. The writing still looked weird but too similar to his for him to accuse somebody else.
He started freaking out and huddled in the corner having flashbacks to when Dream forced him to be his "servant" and absolutely work for him. He couldn't get away from it and he cried until he couldn't remember what he was crying about. He forgot everything.
He didn't dare look in his memory book and soon enough, he fell asleep.
"You can't escape, you never will and you know that. Come back to me, I'll help you with your fears, you won't be restrained anymore. Not anymore.."
