The Butterfly Effect [Ranboo]

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As Ranboo mouse hovered over the purple 'go live' button, he chuckled, before closing OBS and shutting down his desktop.

What would happen if Ranboo didn't become a streamer? What would've happened to the Dream SMP? What about Tommy and Tubbo?
Time to find out.

(my english in this book is a bit broken i think lolz i'm doing this during math)
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"Hey Tommy! You wanna explore the nether with me? Try to find some netherite?" Tubbo started the call with Tommy in VC2.

"Yeah sure, Tubbo. Give me a minute to boot up minecraft."

Tubbo sprint jumped around the world, waiting for his best friend.

'TommyInnit joined the game'

"AYYY BIG T WHAT UPPP!" Tommy yelled into his mic, Tubbo wincing at the volume.

"Hey man, lower the volume, my parents are asleep and we aren't streaming."

Tommy shrugged. "Yeah yeah. Lets get to the nether now." His character ran to the portal, crouching and punching the air, facing Tubbo.

Tubbo's character ran straight into the portal, without a care for Tommy's character just patiently waiting for him.

He heard the offended spluttering from Tommy's side of the call, giggling to himself, he waited for his friend to appear on the other side.

While waiting, he saw a baby zombified piglin jockey walking around. "Aw, look at him!" Tubbo thought to himself. A weird thought hit him. "Something's missing." His head whipped around, feeling a sense of déjà vu. He shrugged. Probably nothing.

"Hey, Tubbo? What are you doing idly staring at a zombie piglin man? You good?" Tommy asked.

Tubbo shook his head, before responding. "Yeah i'm fine, but, just curious, what are the chances of this baby spawning so close to the portal?"

"Hmm." Clicks could be heard from Tommy's mouse. A few taps later, he responded. "It's says here 0.26%. Damn. Well, that doesn't
matter! Those ancient debris aren't gonna mine themselves!"

Tubbo nodded in agreement, before taking off after his best friend, punching him on the way, laughter could be heard from the duo.

There stood Michael, alone and forgotten. Forever forgotten.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 08, 2021 ⏰

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