𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 | 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐦𝐩

ranboo }{ memories

{ ranboo's pov, very short chapter here, i just wanted to write to get away from all the personal shit happening }

I woke up one day, after visiting Tommy, and I immediately started freaking out. I went downstairs to get my Memory Book, so that I could write down something that happened... but it wasn't in it's chest. One thing you should know about me, is that I have memory loss. It's bad. I have a book that I write in all the time so that I can remember. It's a book that helps me remember events, people, loyalties, etc.

I looked around my whole house, under my bed, in all my chests, in the crawlspace, everywhere. It wasn't in my house. I went to Phil's house and looked in there, but it wasn't there either. I searched my house again, "Where is it? Where is it? Where is it!?"

I left L'manberg and looked in a house near Mexican L'manberg (a place built by Mexican Dream). I searched through the chests there, "It's gotta be in here, it has to be in here."

The Memory Book wasn't there. I went to my house and searched my chests for the third time, but I didn't find it. I started pacing, "Where did it go? Why can't I remember!?"

My breath got heavy as I paced back and forth, "This isn't good... think, think think! Where could it be? Where did I leave it? Why did I take it out!? I never take it out! It's gone, it's gone. It has to be somewhere."

I looked in every chest around the fields, and in the spider spawner room. It was nowhere. I rushed around people's property, looking in every crevice. I came to a realization and my face got red, "Did someone find it!? Oh no, what if someone found it? No one can see it. I'm the only one who can see it... but no one knows where it is, so it's ok. It's ok, it's fine."

I searched my house again, and everywhere in L'manberg. I was hyperventilating, trying to remember, hitting my head against the walls of my room, "That was the one thing I couldn't lose. Why did you take it out of the house? Why did you lose it, you swore to never lose it. Why were you so stupid? No, no, no, no."

My chests were empty and their remains were scattered across the floorboards. I kept pacing, "Where is it!? WHY DON'T YOU HAVE IT!? No one can know what I wrote in that! That book shows that I haven't been loyal. It shows that I gave Technoblade his armor back, and that I know where his base is at all times. It shows that I've known that Tommy has been alive this whole time! No. No, you'll find it. You'll find it and make sure no one will ever see it. You'll search one more time and find it. YOU HAVE TO FIND IT!! You have to find it. Ok? Alright. Wait... what did it have in it? It had your morals and your loyalties and what you did and... I can't remember. Why did you do that? Why did you betray them? Why did you give armor to the one person that my country told me to stay away from? My country that gave me a home!"

The last time I searched my house, I found the Memory Book... but it was in the wrong place. It was in a place that I didn't put it. Wrong chest, wrong area of the house, wrong corner. Someone moved it, someone read it.