VII

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Ranboo POV

See, you didn't own any of the vehicles you used to transport people/goods but you let that small detail slip in all your so called contracts.

The boat also came with a free concession stand which is where you'd probably find Tubbo and Tommy at some point.

But the best part was that you got this boat of a rather cryptic vender from California who specialises in 'interesting items', meaning there was probably something incredibly wrong with this ship, or, the guy was just a bloody liar.

You were leaning more towards the former since, already, the boat didn't seem completely normal.

Nobody had noticed anything and you were now wondering if you were just being paranoid.

You shake your head and walk up to the helm where the automated ship controls were already flicking and whirring impatiently.

Somehow, you managed to input the coordinates without getting whacked more than once.

Suddenly, the controls increased their speed and you stepped back, your hands up, eyes wide.

And then the ship shot forward and you, you fell back.

You had to stop yourself from falling out the back window and straight into the speedily retreating dock behind.

You heard yelling from the front of the ship and you somehow managed to stumble back towards where you ran into Y/n who was laughing at their brothers, one who was rather pale, holding onto the railings, another who had been thrown against the wall their eyes wide.

You grinned as they turned and strode over to you, their arms spread grandly, the soft ocean spray flying into their face in the breeze.

You smiled, remembering how much you wanted to be friends with them when you first met.

"So what was all that about?" They asked, looking at Tubbo who had a hand over his mouth, clearly trying not be sick.

"Erm, well this boat is a little shifty" You dragged out the little as Y/n raised an eyebrow

"It sort of has a mind of it's own...Although it is taking us the right way!" You quickly add when they look worried.

"Okay...so long as we get there"

You nod and walk to the front of the ship, leaning on the metal bars, feeling the cool wind and the water spitting at your face.

You stood there for a while until you felt an unnerving presence behind you.

You slowly turned to see Wilbur standing there, looking past you and out over the ocean, his hands in his pockets.

"Uh, hi!" You say awkwardly.

He looks at you with a small smile that for some reason didn't seem very genuine.

"Sorry, didn't mean to bother you" He replies, still smiling tightly.

No sure you didn't, you thought bitterly

"Oh okay... I should probably go check on the... the" You trail off.

"Yeah you probably should" He nods and looks away from you.

You walk past him, not casting a look back and scamper back to the controls, sliding down the wall, your head in your hands.

What did I do to make him already dislike me?


Author notes:

No see, THIS is a filler chapter.

I didn't actually know what to write today so this was just a barely drafted chapter of just whatever came to my head.

Next chapter will be out hella soon but I also want to say I probably won't be updating this for a week or so because I'm going on half term and I swear I'll forget.

I might try draft some more during the holidays but I doubt I'll upload any.

I'll see you lot after the holidays then <3

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