Chapter 4; Ranboo

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Ranboo hummed along to a new song from his favorite artist that just came out. The song was called Mask, and the artist was by someone called Dream. Ranboo had mentioned how funny it was to Dream before, and he just laughed along. Ranboo took a break from mining because the particles wanted to see Micheal and they wanted him NOW. They threatened to chew on his tail and just scream, so Ranboo gave in. 

Ranboo climbed up the ladder into Micheal's room and poked his head through to see him on the floor, writing something quite concentrated.  He seemed to be drawing with purple, black, white, red, green and brown crayons. "Whatcha writin' buddy?"  Ranboo asked softly, as not to spook the zombified piglin. Micheal looked up at his Dad and before showing him, scrambled up onto the chair to make himself taller. "You speak this language sometimes, so I wanted to write something for you and Papa in it!" Micheal squealed. Ranboo looked at the paper and melted into a puddle of warmth and happiness. It said, "I love you Dads" in enchantment table language. 

At that moment, Tubbo came up through the trapdoor. Micheal raced over to him and showed him the paper. "What does that say?" Tubbo looked at Ranboo, questioning. "It says I love you Dads in enchant table Tubbo" Ranboo managed to get out between squeals and high pitched screeches. The particles had joined Ranboo in melting to the floor, and Tubbo would join them soon after as well

While they were freaking out, Micheal finished the drawing and held it up. Everyone had tears in their eyes and the particles were just in a pile on the floor. It was a drawing of the small family holding hands


This one is really short, but I thought we needed something wholesome for what will come next, so be prepared! Peace!

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