Why Ranboo?! {Tomboo}

Why Ranboo!? Chapter 1

As he walks into the kitchen he saw Ranboo getting a glass of water. 'Just my luck' he though. Ranboo froze in place and so did the blonde.

"Hello." Ranboo spoke up first.

"Hey big man." Tommy replied.

The blonde awkwardly shuffled to the fridge.

"E-excuse me." Tommy said. Ranboo moved out of the way. "Sorry." The brunette replied.

"You're good." The blonde opened the fridge and pulled out some eggs to make.

"Sorry about freaking out earlier." Tommy spoke up.

"No no it's okay I kinda freaked out too I mean it's a natural reaction many people react like this." Ranboo replied. "And besides its a scary thing to be honest you never know who could be your soulmate and sometimes it's sucks and sometimes it works out." The brunette continued.

After a moment of silence passed the blonde spoke up. "I spoke to Wilbur and he said we could just be platonic soulmates. But if you want we can try- or not- it's up to you- you know what I'll just shut up now."

He heard Ranboo chuckling a bit. "It's okay we'll just- we'll just have to see I guess." Ranboo replied.

Out of nowhere Tommy started chuckling. "Can I call you Ranboo my beloved then?" He said laughing a bit more now. The brunette also started laughing.

"No or else I'll start calling you Tommyinnit my beloved."

"Don't you fucking dare boob boy-"

"Do NOT call me boob boy-"

"As you said that I just remembered what were you gonna say earlier today before Tubbo cut you off?"

The brunette thought for moment.

"Oh I was gonna say that if you'd call me boob boy again I'd called you Tommybritit. It's not the funniest but I saw it on Twitter the other day."
The blonde laughed at that.

"Fuck you mate."

"Love you too." The blonde scoffed at that.
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"Hello chat today we are going to be doing a baking stream. Cooking stream? Baking? Yea whatever chat. Lets just hope we don't burn the whole kitchen down."

"But before we start I have a special guest with us chat!"

Ashwastaken: TOMMY? POG?
oliviainnit: I SAY EAITHER LANI OR TPMMY
Sidnotfound: SPECIAL GUEST LETS GO!

Messages began flooding through chat wondering who it was.

"Okay so first here we have the one the only Tommyinnit!" Tubbo spoke up.

"WHAT IS UP CHAT!" Tommy yelled walking into frame.

Ishoulddomymathhomework: THEYRE BURNING DOWN THE KITCHEN
crustychickennugget:  HE SAID 'FIRST' I SAY JACK IS THERE TOO

"Okay chat next we have Ranboo here with us!" Tubbo announced as Ranboo walked into the frame. "Hello chat yes it is I Ranboo in the UK what he will do?"

At this point chat was spamming random letters if not the occasional "RANBOO!? WHAT!?" In chat.

"Okay chat so we decided on making cookies cause Tommy wouldn't stop whining." Ranboo spoke up.

Just to be petty, as soon as Ranboo said that he felt flour being poured into his hair. He turned to look at the blonde smiling while holding the bag of flour.

"Oh you little-" Ranboo said as he grabbed a wooden spoon and started chasing Tommy with it.

Tubbo just stared at them before grabbing the flour and turned to look at the camera.

"So I think we start with flour-"
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One second they were chasing each other around with wooded spoons and the next second Tommy was pinned to the floor being tickled to death.

"PAHAHAHA- ST- STOP-"

The blonde was panting from being tickled so much and running around the house.

Finally, the brunette stopped tickling the other. Ranboo finally realized the position they were in and he realized he was straddling Tommy's hips.

The glasses were on the floor beside them as they had fallen off while he was tickling Tommy. His mask was still on though. Yea the mask didn't stay on for long.

Tommy reached up and pulled down the mask staring into Ranboos eyes.

"Hello." Ranboo said.

"Hey." Tommy replied.

"This is something."

"Yea."

"We should probably go with Tubbo now." The brunette said still not moving.

"Yea." The blonde broke eye contact and that's when Ranboo finally got off of him. He pulled his mask up while Tommy put his glasses on him and fixing his hair.

"Thanks." Ranboo mumbled as they walked back into the kitchen.
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"Welp chat we're gonna give these burnt cookies to my parents because we really do not wanna eat them." Tubbo said looking at the disgrace in front of him.

"I told him not to put it in for an hour when the packaging said 30 minutes but no he insisted." He whispered into Tommy's ear.

"He also put it on 400° when it said 370°." Tommy replied. Whispering, of course.

They both got hit in the head with a spoon by Tubbo as soon as they ended stream.

"Oi ya bitch-" Tommy yelled. Ranboo just grabbed Tommy to make sure he didn't hit Tubbo back...Yea..that's why he grabbed him.
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"Do we have to watch a horror movie?" Tommy whined sitting down next to Ranboo.

"It's not even that scary c'mon please?" Tubbo said.

"Yea I've seen this movie twice it's really not that scary Tom's!" Ranboo replied.

"Fine but you guys have to gift me 50 subs."

"Yes! Lets go!" Tubbo yelled grabbing the remote. They were watching Death Becomes Her. At 3:57 AM. Because you know, horror movies + sleep deprived dumbass teens is the best thing you could have.
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Slight spoiler?

"WHY THE FUCK IS HER NECK LIKE THAT- OH SHIT!" Tommy yelled clinging onto Ranboo for dear life.

"TOMMY ITS NOT THAT SCARY- NO TOMMY-"
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"Tommy- Tommy the movie is over now you can stop clinging onto me." The blonde groaned and pulled his head away from the brunette. He looked to where Tubbo was sitting only to see he was gone.

Probably in his room or something. Did we mention that Ranboo and Tommy were sharing a room now? And a bed? Ranboos air mattress isn't getting here for another two weeks because the fuckers decided to buy one. From Canada.

"C'mon let's go to your room." Ranboo said getting up. Tommy also getting up after him.

"I hate you guys for that." Tommy murmered.
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1046 Words.
A/N sorry not proof read it's currently 1 AM when I'm finishing this so yea. Y'all are getting cuddles next chapter. Cause I've been reading angst and we need some fluff. Anyways that's all I'll proof read tmrw