TW: mentions of blood and stabby stabbing
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Ranboo gasped for air.
Dream had stabbed him right next to his heart.
He was losing a lot of blood, he knew that much.
'No, no i can make it. For Tubbo. Michael.' He thought desperately.
He switched to his communicator and dialed Tubbo. No one answered, even after 3 tries.
Ranboo sighed and slid down the tree to the ground. No one was on to save him.
He glanced up, and purple sparks were floating around him. "You have 5 minutes left of life" They said. Ranboos eyes teared up. "Can we make it a little more cheerful?"
"How so?"
"...cookies."
"Ranboo, there are 5 minutes left until the cookies are done!" The sparks voice morphed into Tubbos.
"Oh."
"Fantastic." he smiled.
And he took his last breath.
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Tubbo looked at the chat.
[Ranboo?]
[Ranboooooo?] he typed.
"Huh." He looked at his communicator. 4 missing calls. He tapped one of them.
"Hey, beloved. I'm in *ragged breath* a bit of a problem. Don't worry, I'll be home soon. But.. Just in case...
I love you. Send Michael my love. Send it to Tommy too. And Sam and.. *ragged chuckle* everyone. See you soon, Honeybee." Ranboos voice rang out.
Tubbos hand was covering his mouth, eyes filled with tears. He traced the call to a location and called Sam and Tommy. "I need your help!"
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They got to a tree in the middle of a snowy field.
Ranboo was there.
Dead.
Tubbo kneeled next to him in disbelief. Purple sparks floated around them. Tubbo touched one with his finger and a familiar voice rang in his head.
"Tubbo, please pick up..."
He grabbed another spark.
"Hey Honeybee. Take care of Michael for me."
Another spark.
"Pick up, please."
"Voicemails" Tubbo whispered.
His best friend was gone, and he wasn't even there to listen to his last words.
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this is so stupidly written and im sorry :')
but uh the death scene was based on an audio clip? i forget where it is tho oof...
