The platonic couple

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Alright everyone!

So I am aware no one picked the character from last chapter but I asked a friend of mine too, and they picked

Ranboo!
This will be fun!

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The sun had risen long before ranboo woke from his uncomfortable position. His tall figure could not fit onto the small sofa.

His miss matched eyes darted around the room, spotting a resting Philza on the couch next to the sofa he slept on .

In the kitchen like aria stood a ghost he was familiar with. Ghostbur. He wondered why the ghost was out here but finally remembered.

Getting up, he walked over to the kitchen to great the friendly ghost.

"Hello ghostbur" the part enderman part ???? Greeted the other.

"Hey ranboo! How was your rest?" Ghostbur asked

"Uncomfortable, guess I'm too tall"

"Oh yeh, sorry you couldn't have a bed but all of them were taken..." he apologized

"It's fine, I'm sure it would be better if all of you got a better rest , don't need a grump technoblade do we" ranboo joked

Ghostbur's face altered, from joy to a hit of sorrow before retreating back to its prior form. This didn't go unnoticed by ranboo but he decided not to pry.

Upstairs the final two in the house were resting together, comforting each other in their rest like state. The room had been altered since they both started sharing it.

Instead of being filled with armour weapons and anything you'd think technoblade would have, it was filled with odd bits and bobs the two "found" around the aria.

Most often when Phil lost something that would be the first place he looked at the two often forgot what they could and could not take.

At the siting windowsill lay a few books, they (mostly phream) often wrote stories that came to mind when bored. Some from when they were alive some out the blue.

On the desk were many do-dads and thing-a-magigs scattered on it. They both had their own personal bed stand as to not start any conflict about space.

On the ceiling were an array of glow in the dark stars, not those cheep ones you'd buy and chinos but actual replicas of the ones that shon in the night sky. They were of all different sizes and shapes.  They still thanked Philza for adding that.

Phream was awake, had been for a while now, but refrained from moving as to not disturb his little piglet that was sleeping next to him. (First nickname that made sense in my mind)

He watched out the window from his position. The sun was high above the mountains now, but still in sight of phream. Birds flew by his window , their flapping wings moving in rapid pace.

A knock was to be heard from the entrance of the room. Enter the crow father .

(If you don't like Phil W/ wings then just ignore any description of them)

His dark grey wings folded as he entered the room. Once in they stretched to their normal position.

Phream watched the ones in the chat commonly referred to as the crow father enter.

"Heyo! Blade still asleep?" The non ghost whispered to the awake one.

Phream nodded then glanced at the sleeping pig huddled next to him. GB was holding on to phream quite tightly, not that it effected him but still it was uncomfortable.

"Want me to bring you breakfast or you skipping again?" Phil questioned ,not like he would let the ghost skip again for god knows how many days now.

"Could you please bring up mine and blades breakfasts please?" Phream asked politely

Phil nodded then left to grab two servings of breakfast.

In the kitchen remained the last to people in the house. Phil walked over to the table where three plates remained from breakfast.

"Oh phil! I didn't realise you woke up! Good morning" ghostbur created his live father.

"Hello to you too ghostbur and to you aswell ranboo" Phil greated the two, grabbing the three plates.

"Is someone else here ? I thought only you and techno lived here?" Ranboo pried

"Ah! Yes he still does... just now with a very close friend he can't be without..." Phil did his best not to let anything to daunting slip.

"Ohhhhh~ a special someone? Who ?who ? who? Come on you gotta tell me" ranboo whined like a child desiring an object

"Sorry but... it's best if you don't find out certain things that happened here.... both of you" Phil then walked away leaving both now confused. Ghostbur knew some things but there was more and he shouldn't know about it.

Phil returned to the two ghosts , both now awake and awaiting on their bird dad to bring them food. Of course phream would never admit it but he sees Phil as a father figure.

Phil entered the room and placed all three plates on the desk. Then one at a time handed it to both of them first blade the phream. He then grabbed his own and sat down on the chair next to their bed.

The began to converse , talking about anything (mainly asking phil about the person they encountered last night). As time passed a knock was to be heard them a "Phil I'm coming in"

It was ranboo. As his tall black and white figure entered through the top small for him doorway he spotted the two ghosts he recognized all to well.

Dream and technoblade

The all to familiar people he knew now sat dead in front of him.

Techno no longer had a bloodlust look in his eye, nor did he constantly carry his armour and weapons. Now his head floated above his body and where his stomach should've been was replaced with a dark void.

As for the other, the elusive dream, the puppeteer the betrayer the manipulative disgusting man, no longer looked the same. Instead of his blond hair were long streaks of lava, bandages around his arms and the all to familiar white smile replaced with a black tearful frown.

They both were different than before

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Hope you all enjoyed !