The idea is not mine!! It was originally made by @simple_serenade so be sure to check them out as their story is amazing!
Ranboo POV
With the mix of emotions all jumbled up together, I stood there, wanting to move, but unable to. But Tubbo did all the work, sprinting up to me. He kept firing questions at me, so fast I could barely even make out what he was saying. "Why did you leave?" "Why did you come here?" "Are you okay?" and such.
Answering them truthfully, I started with saying, "I-I don't know. I was standing with you, but I felt a weird... feeling come over me, and all I could see was purple, and then was here. I still am confused, but I think I'm okay, I'm not hurt at least." I couldn't think of anything else to say, I didn't know how to explain what happened, why I was drawn away.
Only greeted with a glare, a figure came up behind Tubbo. "Ranboo what the hell!?" He yelled, making me flinch at the volume of it. "Why did you leave! You made Tubbo cry!"
"Tommy, he-" "No! He made you cry." "Tommy! He doesn't remember anything! He woke up today not knowing he was. He didn't even know Michael!" A hint of guilt flashed in Tommy's face, before returning to anger. "Don't think this means I forgive you." He said, pointing at me.
A mix of guilt and confusion spread through me, one thought clouding my head. I made Tubbo cry. I made Tubbo cry. "I-I made you cry..?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm fine now, it's okay." "I made you cry..." "Ranboo, I'm fine, you just scared me is all." "It's not fine!" I said loudly, my own voice shocking me. "It's not fine..." Much quieter, but more powerful. My voice broke on 'not', and by the looks of it, so did Tubbo's heart.
I almost started to cry, but a purple flower in the distance caught my eye. It was so round, so perfect, so beautiful. I carefully walked over to it, plucking it from the ground. Turning it over it my hand, I turned back and handed it to Tommy. A look of shock crossed his face, and I saw Tubbo stare at me, with such a mood change.
Tommy POV, suffer
He handed me a flower, a fucking flower. I wanted to throw it on the ground, to glare at him for giving me such a useless gift. But the look on his face made me feel guilty. I wanted to shake it off, to be disconnected, but as I turned around, I saw such a happy look on Tubbo's face, and I couldn't bring myself to it. "Thanks, big guy." And with that, both of their moods changed from depressing, to cheerful, all with one plant.
Walking down the path was another story entirely, what with Tubbo explaining everything- quite badly, I might add- and the look of 'what the fuck' on Ranboo's face. Then we reached the prison. Not knowing how we got there, Tubbo stared, befuddled at how they walked all the way there. Then, Ranboo started walking towards it, maybe subconsciously, but whatever it was, I didn't trust it. He seemed too out of touch to be doing it consciously. It was weird, and Tubbo must've thought so too, and he cut the silence in half.
"Ranboo, where are you going?"
"⊑⟒ ⊑⏃⌇ ⏁⊑⟒ ⏃⋏⌇⍙⟒⍀⌇"
So, sorry it took me so long to make a chapter. My motivation dipped every time I pulled out my phone. But here is the chapter! Damn, this took forever to make, but I hope you like it. I didn't feel like fully editing this, so.... suffer
Also, I have no clue what the layout of the SMP is, so if I was wrong in anything.... I probably won't fix it
~Nao, part of the Procrasti Nation
