Angst (Featuring PSTD/ Trauma driven Ranboo)
Dream Smp A/U
Ranboo's POV
It was a perfect day to take a walk, so I grabbed a couple of weapons just in case I got ambushed by someone. If anyone it would be Techno. Dream was put in prison, and the SBI hate me with a passion. All for protecting myself. I hadn't helped raid Phil's house, and I barely had done anything to go against or for Techno's execution. That was the problem they have with me. I stood by the sidelines. I didn't act upon anything. I was a useless bystander to them.
I decided to walk around the perimeter of the L'manburg ruins. I wasn't aware of the Red, frown-masked man sitting on a hill on a tree branch with the forever forgetful ghost. My heart rate had increased substantially when both called out to me, due to the surprise. I put my hand over my heart, sighed, then waved at the friendly ghost.
"You look sad, Ranboo! Have some blue!" I smiled at the shell of a man and took the 'blue'. It worked like this, it sucked out all of the sadness in your body, then you had to burn it so that it'd be gone forever.
"C'mon Ghostbur. Let him be alone. Let him repent." I could feel the glare from the masked man and I shivered underneath the look.
"But... Ranboo is nice... I-I like Ranboo a lot..." His hand tightened around the lead to his blue sheep, Friend. "Friend likes him a lot too..."
The masked man looked aggravated. "Ghostbur, he helped try to execute Techno. He didn't do shit for us. He only helped tear Phil away." He leaned up against a nearby tree, spinning an arrow between his fingers. I sigh.
"Is-is that true, Ranboo?" The tall ghost looks down and twiddles his thumbs in sadness.
I give him a sad smirk. "Yes, but I would've been killed." Ghostbur looked saddened and turned towards the masked man who was now looking at me, and me alone. "I'm sorry-" The masked man chuckles.
"You're sorry?! Ranboo, you're. SORRY?!" He started to laugh, "It's too late for that bullshit! I know that you didn't give a fuck about any of us!" I looked down.
"I was just protecting myself-"
"Shut the fuck up." I sighed, knowing I wouldn't get any forgiveness from him.
"Be nice! He just was keeping himself alive. And look at Techno! He's alive still!" It was his turn to look down.
"He didn't try to save him-"
"BECAUSE I WAS USELESS!" His head shot up in confusion. "I never wanted to hurt Techno, I never wanted to raid Phil's house, I never wanted to hurt Wilbur, I never wanted to hurt anyone... I never touched a thing in Phil's house, I only kept Techno in chains for my survival, I never hated anyone here." He stepped forward and I flinched away.
"Sorry." He had hugged me, apologizing. I will admit, I'm shocked by the boy in Red. "Just call me Y/N." He had completely blown me away. I never thought I'd ever get anything from him. Let alone forgiveness. I had turned the color of his sweatshirt when he whispered in my ear to come to the same spot late at night. That he had a song for me. I nodded, and Ghostbur looked deeply confused as he saw how we were acting.
"What's going on?! Friend and I don't like secrets!" Y/N let go and turned around.
"Stay outta shit that isn't your business. It'll save you here, Ghostbur."
The tall, pale amnesiac pouted and said, "C'mon Friend, let's go to Phil's house-. Oh... Let's not go there... Maybe we'll go visit Tomathy instead... Or was it Tommy..." The man faded into the distance, headed towards the often angry teen's house.
