I love photobombing.
"I despise train rides," you said.
"Why?"
"Uncomfortable."
"I think Tubbo would disagree with you," Ranboo said, gesturing at Tubbo who was already asleep, leaning on the window.
*Time skip*
"Do you want spaghetti?" Tubbo asked Tommy.
"I don't man. It's like midnight, I don't want spaghetti," Tommy said as he lifted his phone to add Tubbo into the vlog.
*Time skip*
"Don't film me," you mumbled.
"Aesthetically looking swing."
"I'm in my pajamas."
"They can't see it." Tommy adjusted the camera. "Now they can."
*Time skip*
"Hello, funny boy. Hello. Let me tell you about the subscribe button," Tommy said as he chased a seagull around.
"That bird just looks so uncomfortable," Ranboo commented.
"Aww, perhaps we should name you something else. Funny boy seems a bit, demeaning."
"Charles," you said.
"Charles," Tommy repeated. "Ok, you know what Charles, we'll give you this one."
*Time skip*
"Hey, Lyra, Ranboo, wake up!" Tubbo said as he shook you and Ranboo awake.
You groaned in annoyance. "What?"
"Why did you wake us up at...4 in the morning Tubbo," Ranboo asked.
"I'm bored."
"Go talk to a microwave or something," you mumbled into the pillow.
*Time skip*
"Hey, wake up again." Tubbo shook you up again. "You too Ranboo."
"What now?" Ranboo groaned.
"The microwave beeped at me!" Tubbo said excitedly.
"Oh my god. I didn't actually mean for you to do that."
"That's- that's amazing Tubbo. But don't you think you need some sleep?" Ranboo asked.
"Imma keep chatting with the microwave," Tubbo said going back to the kitchen.
"This is going to be a long month."
"Yeah. I agree."
*Time skip*
"Do you think octopuses have toes? Do you think the memory foam remembers what I whispered to them last night? What does wet paint taste like? Do you-" Tubbo started.
"This is too early for my brain to think Tubbo," you said. "All I know is that cephalopods have their feet divided into tentacles."
"I-I'll just ask Twitter then," Tubbo said as he began typing on his phone.
Ranboo's head slouched onto the table. You gently shook him. "I'm up, I'm up!" Ranboo groaned.
"Yes, sleeping with your head on the table and your hair soaked in milk is very much the definition of you being awake," you said.
"Hmm...wait what?" Ranboo lifted his head up quickly. "Oh god. Moved too fast. Ewwww..." Ranboo said as he wiped his hair with a napkin.
"Told you."
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A Little Spark...
FanfictionEDITED AND COMPLETE FOR NOW You were walking in your neighborhood when you suddenly find something that would bring much more than kindness. (Platonic, I don't want to sexualize minors) If read anywhere other than Wattpad, it is stolen.
