ranboo Willams aged 14, tubbo smith aged 13 and tommy simons a 13 aND A HALF year old get adopted by none other then mr.minecraft himself! this storey will include some SpICy sh*t so be warned!
i will put trigger warnings at the top of each chapter...
TW: f slur / drowning / bullying / light swearing / probly a few spelling errors (let me know if theres anything else)
ranboo kicked desperately throught the....he wanted to call it 'water?' He didt know, it didt look blue, or even green like the murky pool water of the orphanage, Ranboo couldt put a name to it in his paniced state.
He was almost at the top now, he could feel it! but just as he started to see a dim little above him he felt his leg movements becoming even more difficult. He looked down in horror as the water became thick and sticky around his leggs. He struggled hard, his fight or flight kicking in to its absolute limit to get him out of whatever the hell this stuff was. He silently screamed, bubbles being the only thing that came out of his mouth. As the slimy substance entered his mouth, sticking to the inside of his airway he twisted and turned, thrashing throught the water. trying to get out of the slimy cacoon that was now slowly incasing his entire body. he looked up. 'light!' Ranboo mentally yelled looking up at the light through the disgusting goop. it was now only a few meteres away, shining onto his red, oxygen diprived face. he could make it!
he kicked furiously with his now,very tired, limbs toward the light. inch by inch he came closer and closer to salvation.His lungs started to ach and a stabbing jolt ran from his chest up to his pounding head but he didt stop. he streched his hand out toward the now almost blindingly bright light. he gasped accidently letting more of the slime into his lungs.The cold air hit his wet fingertips. he was almost there! just a little bit more.almost there.....al....most......
"HALL 7!!"
Ranboo jolted straight up, hitting his head on the bunk above him.
"oww" he grumbled under his breath, rubing his pulsing head. god damn it why did he have to be so heckin tall?
"Hall 7!!" ranboo heard an anoyingly scratchy voice call from downstairs, "i will NOT ASK AGAIN! everyone to the cafiteria, NOW!"
"jezz lady im coming, im coming" ranboo looked over at his blond bunkie as he sliped on the same red and white t-shirt he wore everyday.
"mornin tommy" the tall boy greeted, letting out a huff of amusment as the 13 year-old growned, clearly not fully awake yet.
ranoo got up from bed and quickly grabed some jeans and a grey t-shirt with a black button up overlaying that, and went into the small bathroom they shared. They didt get to go shoping for clothes very often (maybe once every couple of years) and ranboo didt see a lot of other kids that didt live in the orphanage so he wasnt really sure if what he had chosen to get was stylish, persay, but he liked it. and he didt really care about other peoples opinions of him. sure, maybe every now and again a comment someone spat at him as he was walking down the halls about how he was "a fucking freak" or "an ugly faggot" would make him cry at night, but that was only some of them, so it didt really matter right? yeah, he was fine.
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(this is what i imagine him wearing, but hes human of course. ART NOT MINE)
"OI bigman!" ranboo snaped out of his thoughts and poked his head out of the bathroom to face the shorter boy who was now fully dressed and standing by the door. "what are u doing in there?? we've got to hurry up at get down their or there'll be no strawberry jam packets left! look! everyone else is already down there! i REFUSE to have bluberry jam on my toast ranboo!"
"Sorry, sorry!" ranboo said at he quickyly zipped up his troushers. "im ready."
he walked out of the room with tommy down to the cafiteria. The only way he could describe what he saw was it was like a zoo, kids yelling and running around, some of the younger ones smering jam onto the tables to draw pictures. he quickly walked to the front of the hall, grabed a tray and got inline for breakfast with tommy behind him bouncing from side to side inpatiently.
The line moved forward evey moment or so, but as he was waiting his mind wondered to the dream he had been having, nightmare he guessed was more acurate. he felt himself frown as he imagined that slimy substance going into his lungs,stranguling him, suffocating him.
"eggs or sausage?"
"huh?" ranboo looked up confused "EGGS or SAUSAGES?" the lunch lady repeated, staring back at him in annoyance. "oh uh! eggs!" ranboo rushed out awkwardly puting his tray out so that she could dump a spoonful of...- eggs didt really seem like the right word for it, it was more like...yellow mush. "uh thank you," ranboo said to the lady as she rolled her eyes with a pissed off look about her.
he grabed a peice of toast and a jam packet from the pile on the self serve tale and filled a glass with orange juice. He was about to go and find tubbo so that he and tommy could sit with him but stoped and turned when he heard tommys angry voice. Tommy seemed to be arguing with a boy who was much bigger than him, he looked about 15 or 16.
"umm, tommy?" ranboo said worriedly, walking over to see what was happening.
"its mine chris, i got it first, im not giving it to you." tommy said holding the last packet of strawberry jam in his fist.
"im older. so give it here pipsquick!" chris said shoving tommy into the table, making the toast pile fall over. Ranboo took a step back, confused and slightly scared of the 15 year old. A couple of the other kids stared at them wondering if they would get the entertainment of a fight this early into the day.
"j-jesus...fine." tommy said quietly griping his hip that had been pushed into the table and handing the packet over to the older boy who smirked and grabed it roughly. "weak." he said as he walked away to his table.
"tommy? are u okay?!" ranoo said, holding his tray close to his chest. "what was that all about?" he looked over at chris who was sat down with his friends pointing at tommy and laughing.
"nothing." tommy said angryly, picking his tray back up and walking over to the table that he, ranboo, and tubbo usally sat at. "bastard just stole my fuckin strawberry jam, it was the last one too!" ranoo frowned as tommy grumbled things angrily under his breath. "oh!" ranboo said remembering something, " here! have mine!" he smiled at tommy handing him his strawberry jam. "REALLY??" tommy gasped excitedly grabing the jam, "THANKS BIGMAN!!"
"heh, no problem tommy." ranboo smiled in amazment of how excited the blonde could get over jam.
Tommy and ranboo finaly reached the very back table where tubbo was already sat eating his sosages.
"heya tubbo" he greeted, "EYYY TUBBO, MY LAD!" tommy yelled a bit to loud and tubbo just laughed. "hey guys!"
they sat down and started eating, tommy and tubo yammering on about some new "craft" game they really wanted to try and save up for. Ranboo stayed quiet, content to just eat and listen to the two argue about which minigame was cooler.
before long the bell went off, signaling to the kids that it was time for class. Ranoo got up with tommy and tubbo to empty their trays and put them into the washing racks. As they all emptyed their trays one at a time, ranboo couldt help but notice that tommys food had bearly been touched other than a small bite of his toast. huh, weird, why would he care so much about what kind of jam he was going to have if he was bearly gonna eat any? but ranboo didt have time to dwell on it as the second bell went off meaning they were supposed to aready be in class.
