𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

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Sam returned to the cabin by early morning, his knapsack filled with supplies and food which would last them over a week. As the sun glared over the snow covered ground, Sam threw the door open and snuck into the warm house. He threw this heavy coat and the scarf which he had wrapped around his neck, and discarded his beanie by the front door. Puffy came flying down the stairs when she heard the door open, and found Sam packing away the supplies he had gathered into kitchen cupboards.

"Hey," She said, rubbing her eyes as she had just awoken. "How was your trip?"

"Well, the snow has finally decided to calm down, it was blowing a gale out there for a while," Reported Sam, as he brushed the flakes of snow from his hair, "Hopefully the snowfall will cease soon, it will be easier to find the boys if it's clear". Puffy nodded wordlessly, which raised the alarm with Sam. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"What if the boys don't want help?" She asked, her voice quiet and slightly panicked. "They have had to fight alone for so long, and after all they have lost, what if they don't trust us? What if we can't help them, Sam?"

Sam blew out a breath, "We're just going to have to try," He replied, "That's all we can do". Puffy nodded defeatedly, hoping with all her being that the boys would see that she and Sam were genuine in wishing to help them out. "I'm going to head out, go find the boys alright?" Once again, Puffy nodded wordlessly again, a tear slipping down her face.

Sam took a step towards her, wiping away the tears. "It's going to be alright," He reassured her, and she allowed herself a small smile. Satisfied that she would be alright while he was out, Sam gathered his winter gear and headed back out into the snowy grounds, his course set for Tubbo and Ranboo.

***

Finding Ranboo wasn't hard for Sam. The boy lived by Techno in the snow biome, and was happy to meet with Sam. After talking with the creeper-hybrid, Ranboo's world was certainly flipped on its head. After Sam had left to go and find Tubbo, after promising to return for Ranboo before heading back to the safe house, Ranboo was left alone in his base with his thoughts.

It wasn't a hard decision, though, at least it wasn't for Ranboo. Despite this, his thoughts fell into overdrive as he began to pack up his belongings into his ender chest and backpack.

He didn't like the idea of leaving Techno, or Philza, but it would be better for everyone if he was gone. He knew that the majority of the troubles and wars which had taken place in the past have been because of the youngsters of the server, and he did not want to continue that legacy. Along with this, his ender side was becoming more violent, and he didn't want to put his friends' lives at risk because of something he couldn't control. Going with Puffy and Tubbo would be a lot lower risk, and if necessary, he could leave and go off on his own (But Ranboo was unsure how long he would survive by himself). He was determined to leave though, and not even Technoblade was going to change that.

The pig-hybrid appeared at Ranboo's door mere minutes after Sam had left. Ranboo figured it was safe to assume that Techno was checking on him because he had seen Sam leaving. Ranboo had let his friend in, and Techno silently took in the scene of the boy packing his belongings into a bag. "What's going on?" Techno asked shortly, "Are you going on an adventure?"

"I'm going away for a while," Ranboo replied, choosing his words carefully. Sam had stressed that it was important that nobody else knew they were leaving, because it would give someone the chance to follow. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon enough".

Techno didn't say anything in response, and Ranboo wondered if he knew that he was being lied too. Ranboo hated lying, especially to his friends, but he knew it was for his own safety, as well as the safety of Tubbo and Puffy. "Do you know when you'll be back?" Techno asked, "I could come with you, an adventure could be fun! Phil would surely join as well..."

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