Mostly Story And Some Stuff:Dsmp (Renamed)

pt6 I can't name things well

[Tw's: blood, unconsciousness, small burns]

The snow crunched loudly under his large feet. He ran faster than the wind to try to save someone. He knew his strength hadn't returned enough to be doing this yet, but  he needed to do it. Tubbo and Wilbur were his main priority right now. Micheal. Micheal! Of course Micheal as well.

If he didn't make it he would probably be close enough to people that would help. His pearl shock from inside him, making him shake too. The loud humming noise ringing through his ears was more than a warning. The world began to spin while he lost his balance.

It all became blurry and was fading to black. He fell forwards on his knees with Wilbur still tucked in his arms. Was it over? Did it finally happen? Was it all over now? What about his family? They would be worried more than they probably are already wouldn't they.

               ~With Tubbo~

Knock, knock, knock!
Maybe he was at Techno's or Phil's house. That would've been likely right?

It had been a day since the fight. They both weren't in their right mind that day. It was irrational. How did Ranboo even find out anyway? Tubbo had so many questions. A loud thud came from nearby. He turned to face it, seeing a large figure with a pool of purple and red around it.

No. It couldn't of been him right?

Either way, he still ran that way. Phil opened his door, seeing the teen running to a familiar shape. He ran after him. He grabbed the back of Tubbo’s shirt once he caught up and pulled him back. In front of them was Ranboo unconscious in a pool of his and someone else's blood. He appeared to be protecting something. No. Someone.

Tubbo held his hands over his mouth, eyes wide. Phil let go and went up to him. He rolled Ranboo over and saw Wilbur, who had originally been in his arms. Phil called for Techno and saw him running. As he stopped he locked eyes with Tubbo, but looked away once the realization hit. The older two picked up the ones on the ground. "You alright Tubbo?" Phil whispered, shifting Wilbur to place a hand on his back. He  nodded slightly and took a deep breath. "If it makes you feel better, their both alive." Techno spoke appruptly. The ram let a small smile go on his lips.

                ~Timeskip~

There were large bandages on each of his knees and a warm blanket over him. Next to him was Wilbur, who had already woken up. Tubbo had fallen asleep against the bed he was in. He smiled a bit, intill he realized that there were tear streaming down Tubbo’s face. It was his first instinct to wipe them away. His finger sizzled as it began to burn. Will turned his head to face him. "Your burning." He pointed put. "I know." Ranboo responded sharply.

Some time had passed before Wilbur spoke again. "You were out for a while. Tubbo was very worried. He had to tell Phil about the marriage. Only Phil though..." He trailed off. Ranboo sighed sadly. He lifted Tubbo next to him and sat him up. He hoped his wasn't going to be a trend now. Everyone needed a break from this stress. Phil and Techno already had to deal with Wilbur thinking Dream was the best. Boy he hated that. Especially after what Dream did to him and everyone. He needed a break for sure.

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