transboo 2

Chapter 4

tw: none (for once)

phil pov:

'you want to go see your dad? are you sure that's what's best for you? after...' i trail off, still unsure what happened upstairs as techno wouldn't tell me and neither would tommy or tubbo, and there's no point in trying to get through to ranboo.

'after what? did someone tell you?' ranboo asked and i could hear the panic that came with the question so i immediately answered, 'no, no, it just didn't look like you were well, so i don't know what's best for you right now, mate, but if you wanna go and see your dad, we can take you.'

ranboo smiled and nodded, the panic seemingly left his mind in his desperation to see his father.

'so,' i start again, 'who do you want to come with us? just me? everyone?'

'whoever wants to come, can, i'll pay for tickets, i don't mind.' ranboo mutters, barely loud enough for me to hear.

'ranboo let's be honest, we're all rich enough to pay for our own tickets. just let us know when you want to go and we can start booking things, okay?' i say, putting my hand on his shoulder so he would know i'm here for him.

'ranboo,' i start hesitantly, after a few minutes of silence, 'what happened upstairs?'

'nothing happened, phil.' he shoots back, his voice steady and firm, showing my unwillingness to talk about this subject. but i persist.

'mate, i know something happened. you know i'm here for you, don't you? i want you to be happy and from what i can gather, you're not. can i help that?' i put my hand on his shoulder again, attempting to meet his eyes, but he stays looking at the floor.

'please leave it alone, phil. can we just start planning the trip to america?'

'of course. i'll start asking tommy and tubbo's parents.' i sigh before leaving ranboo alone in the room. as soon as i leave, i hear tommy run into the room where ranboo is, as if he's scared to leave him alone. i wonder why.

first, i go to tubbo's room, only to find he's not there and he's in the streaming room. so i knock on the door before going in.

'chat! it's phil!' he says as he notices me come in the room. i step into the frame of the camera and wave, saying hi to the stream.

then tubbo mutes his mic, so chat can't hear us, 'what's up?'

'i just came to ask if you want to come to america when we take ranboo to he his dad.' i say, keeping it short so chat doesn't get too suspicious.

tubbo's face lights up, 'oh my god, yes! i've always wanted to go to america. last time we went, it doesnt really count because... well you know. anyway yes please.'

i laugh at his eagerness before responding, 'okay, mate, i'll need to talk to your parents and make sure that's alright with them. bye tubbo, have a good stream.'

he waves at me as i leave the room.

now to talk to tommy, who is still with ranboo. i knock on the door of the living room, where they are, and tommy tells me to come in.

'hey guys, i just came to ask tommy if he wants to come to america with us.'

'why are you going to america?' he asks, giving me and ranboo a skeptical look.

'we're taking ranboo to see his dad in hospital.'

'oh yeah, sure, i'll come.' he smiles, clearly not as eager as tubbo, but still wanting to support his friend.

'great! i'll ask your parents, then, and check if that's alright with them.'

tommy nods and ranboo waves at me as i turn to leave the room.

~~~~~ (time skip to after phil asked both tommy and tubbo's parents)

'alright fuckers, get down here!' i shout from the bottom of the stairs to everyone in the house to grab their attention.

tubbo is the first to appear from his room so i ask him to knock on techno and ranboo's doors (tommy was with ranboo) to make sure they heard me.

within the next couple of minutes, everyone in the house was downstairs and sitting around my laptop.

'so ranboo, what sort of time do you want to get there? do you wanna go earlier or lat-'

'please just book the soonest ones, phil, i'm scared for my dad.' ranboo cuts me off, in an almost begging tone.

'okay, mate.' i scroll back to the top of the website and click on the first flight to california, which was later on today. unfortunately they didn't have enough seats available for the five of us so i moved to the next flight, which was at 4am. they had many spare seats.

'so the soonest one is at 4am. is that alright with everyone?' i know that no one will want to be at the airport that early, but ranboo's mental health is what matters right now.

'do we have to go that early?' tubbo whines before tommy nudges him in his side, shutting him up.

'that's good for me if that's good for ranboo.' tommy says, ignoring tubbo.

ranboo simply nods, and techno will just go along with anything so i book the tickets.

'okay go and pack guys, hurry up we have to leave at like midnight.'

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