Sic Semper Tyrannis
/Philza Minecraft, Technoblade & Ranboo\
Type: Angst
Ship(s): None
Word Count: 474
Notes:
Sad Ranboo
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Ranboo shivered slightly, looking up at the two people who were basically his older sibling/parents. The soul lanterns that hung around the edges casted dark shadows around him, as well as both people above him. "W-What do you need?" the half-enderman, half-unknown creature stuttered, glancing around uneasily. Techno and Philza shared a look before glancing back down at the uneasy teen in front of them.
"It's been getting kind of boring around here," Techno mentioned, holding a whither skull in his hand, inspecting it with the same curiosity and vigour you would with your most prized possession. "So lets just form a little club."
Phil quickly took note of his adopted half-and-half son's uneasiness and continued before Techno could add anything on to his earlier statement. "Don't worry Ranboo," the father figure's voice was soft, gentle even. It was comforting, yet seemed ever so slightly... persuasive, to Ranboo. "It's not a side it's just... a side hobby of mine."
"Sic Semper Tyrannis," Techno stated, standing from where he originally sat on the platform both he and Phil currently resided on. "Tyrants never rule. Come it at our table, enjoy the feast." The pig-hybrid gestured towards the table that resided on the platform along with him and the winged father figure. Said man smiled gently as the teenager cautiously stood behind one of the chairs to the right of where Techno sat, opposite Philza who had stood by now.
"What are those?" Ranboo asked, gesturing towards the scribbles on the wall.
"Ignore the scribbles on the wall," Phil said, spreading his charcoal black wings as to cover them so that Ranboo couldn't read them. "We have an empty chair for you, an offer you can't refuse."
After some consideration, Ranboo finally took a seat, along with Phil and Techno. "Sun Tsu said; Great results can be achieved with small forces." Techno mentioned, picking at his nails nonchalantly, soft pink braid moving slightly as he looked up at Ranboo. "Can't you see where our course is headed? Should have seen our forces."
The room fell silent, Ranboo contemplating what he had just heard and both Phil and Techno waiting for the teen to speak. "Well, Ranboo?" Techno asked, clasping his hands in front of him. Ranboo looked uneasy, glancing away from his staring contest he and Techno were having after a few short seconds. "Will you join the Syndicate?"
Would he? Should he? I mean... would it protect Tubbo? "If I agree... Will anyone I care about be hurt?" Ranboo questioned, glancing between the two for any conformation.
"No one you care about will be hurt, we promise," Phil promised, sincerity clear in his eyes and voice.
"Then yes, I'll join the Syndicate."
Phil and Techno smirked, leaning back in the chairs. Ranboo just hoped he made the right choice. Did he make the right choice?
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Dream SMP OneShots
FanfictionA bunch of one shots filled with angst and fluff. Sometimes both. Be warned, majority of it is Dream because it's easier for me to write someone who is a manipulative bastard than someone who is a victim of it. ~ Started - 25.5.21 Completed - 23.6.2...
