"We've located them." Phil walked around the table. This was too familiar to Ranboo. "Or, my crows have located them. We'll get them soon enough, I'd say.." Phil smiled. "I'm sure you're all happy to get your little brother and son." Everyone cheered.
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Tommy tapped at the window. "Ugh, get away crow!" The crow flew away, and Tommy sighed, continuing to make lunch. They were having a simple lunch, some chicken noodle soup with bread and butter. One of Micheal's favorites. Micheal has been researching a lot on vampires, and, of course, bragging that he saw one.
To him, it was all fun and games. And the fact that he now knew he could be a vampire hunter? Boy, he was escatic. Asking Tommy night and day if he could become one. He always dismissed Micheal, claiming it was too dangerous. Micheal didn't see why, but he would know in time.
Tommy just can't afford to lose another person. He spilt the pepper on the floor, the glass shaker shattering. "Shit!" He quickly got out their broom, and started sweeping it up. "Dad, you okay?" Micheal ran downstairs, to find his father sweeping up glass and pepper flakes.
"Yes, yes, I'm okay Micheal. Sorry about that." He successfully swept it up, and dumped in into the trash bin. "Why did you spill it?" Tommy sighed. "Just an accident. Sorry again.." Micheal smiled. "It's okay Dad! I thought you died or something. Hey, can I go in the garden?" Tommy smiled, and nodded.
"Thanks Dad!" He ran out the back door. Tommy sighed, continuing to make the soup. He tried to ingore the pecking of the crows. Peck, peck, peck, peck.....
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Peck peck peck went the wood as the woodpecker pecked away. Micheal laid on the grass, taking in the smell of nature air surrounding him, the divine taste of air. It felt magical. He smiled up at the sun, and it smiled back! Or, atleast if it had a mouth it would've.
He started to water the flowers and crops they have been growing. They were in need of a good shower, no rain had been coming. It's all been sunny and breezy, the type of weather Micheal adored. He looked up, and at the woods surrounding their house. "Huh.." He swore he saw red eyes glaring at him. "Must've been my imagination."
He finished watering, and then started to refill their birdfeeders. It's a surprise they had them, really, but Micheal insisted they fed the birds. The birds deserve good food too, he decided. Again, he looked at the woods. This time, he saw the red eyes go past the trees.
"Uh oh.." Micheal finished up quickly, and eventually forgot about the red eyes. Damn him and his bad memory. Memory issues were such a pain, he sometimes couldn't even remember where he was. He started to make a flower crown, and looked up to see right at the edge of the woods the same vampire Foolish Jr. described.
Tall and lanky, with black and white skin. Fluffy hair, which was odd, and it was black and white too. He wore a suit, similar to the creepypasta slender man Micheal thought. The eerie thing? Red eyes, more red than his blood. More red than his dad signature sweater.
The man, or vampire he should say, was waving at him. Micheal was frozen. Does he wave back? I mean, the vampire wasn't hurting him, just being nice. Plus, he probably needed help about his son, and he wasn't one to just let someone in pain alone!
He waved back, smiling, and a fondness in the vampires eyes shone. He started taking a few steps forward. "Hi M-..little one. My name is Ranboo." He held out his hand. Micheal hesitated for a second. He was a vampire, his right mind scolded. But he was being nice, wasn't he? Not chasing him at all, just acting..normal.
He took his hand, shaking it. "Hi! My names Micheal. Weren't you looking for your son or something? Sorry, but I don't know where he is.." The man snickered slightly, before frowning. "Sorry, it's just that, everyone has kind of told me that. Or told me to run away before they eat me alive."
Micheal scoffed. "People can be mean, you know. I mean, vampires are mean but there's humans who are just as mean." Ranboo nodded. "That's..that's true. Perhaps we can be friends? Of course I'm older than you by possibly 100 years, but..I'm really in need of a friend."
Micheal froze up. A vampire? Wanting to be his friend? Nearly everyone at school, except Foolish Jr, wanted to be his friend and here's this tall ass enderman vampire thingy wanting to be his friend! He decided that vampires weren't as bad as he thought!
"Yeah, let's be friends big man!" He also decided to never tell his dad about his new friend.
"Cool!..maybe tomorrow we can go to the park? Or something?" Micheal nodded. "Yea! Sounds good! Cya then, I need to head in for lunch." Ranboo waved, before disappearing. Cool shit, Micheal thought before heading inside.
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"What did you do in the garden Micheal?" Micheal froze. "Eh- uhm-, usual stuff! Watering the plants, made a flower crown, bird feeders. Yeah.." "Ah, that's good. I hope you like lunch.."
Micheal had ate all his food. "It was so good Dad! Thanks! I'm gonna go to my room! Love you!" He put his dishes in the sink, and then went to his room. Tommy sighed, that kid changes every day.
He wondered why he took so long in the garden, but along with the pecking of the crows and his thoughts, he decided not to dwell on it too much. It made his head hurt.
Peck, peck, peck, peck, peck.
Those crows never stop, do they?
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For Tommy, For Tubbo, Forever
Fanfiction"Ah, vampires. The creatures who steal humans to take as one of their own. Like they are just a toy. But what happens when a person runs away from the torture? Do they live the rest of their life happy, or do they get hunted again and again?" Karl s...
