Why Me? {Magical Boys Benchtrio}

Ah yes, bsoiso s man

After Ranboo had passed out again, he changed back into a human. He was currently resting on the couch while Wilbur re-cleaned the cut on his head.

"So are we not going talk about what just happened?" Tubbo asked after ten minutes of complete silence.

Wilbur sighed, "we all saw what happened, what's there to talk about?"

Tubbo shrugged, "maybe the fact that a little green monster broke through the window?"

Tommy sighed, "whatever it was, this... Guy is going to bring more of them. So wherever he came from, let's get him back."

"No." Wilbur shook his head, "he said he'd been hurt worse than this. I'm not letting him go back just for him to get hurt again."

Tommy thought for a moment, then groaned, "you're right!"

Wilbur sighed, "look. I'm just as confused as both of you, but once Ranboo wakes up we'll get our answers. Until then we have to wait."

"I'm sick of waiting." Tommy huffed, standing up and grabbing the axe, "what even are these things anyway?"

"Tommy, don't mess with other people's things." Wilbur told him.

"I'm not going to break it!" Tommy swung it lightly.

"Tommy, I'm serious." Wilbur said with a light edge in his voice.

Tubbo sighed, "Tommy, put it down before it makes that weird light again."

"Weird light?" Wilbur's head shot up, "Tommy, what's he talking about?"

"It's fine!" Tommy rolled his eyes, "I just went like this-"

Tommy raised the axe over his head. Almost instantly, there was a bright flash of red light. A pair of red and white wings stretched out from Tommy's back.

Tommy dropped the axe quickly, but this time the wings didn't go away, "What the fuck is happening!?"

The wings flapped in Tommy's distress. Tubbo and Wilbur jumped up to stop the wings from causing any damage to the house.

"Tommy! Calm down!" Wilbur told him, "deep breaths."

Tommy nodded, taking a few deep breaths. The wings slowly disappeared. Wilbur immediately pulled his brother into a hug.

"What was that." Wilbur demanded.

Tommy shook his head, gripping onto Wilbur's shirt. Wilbur guided him to one of the chairs in the kitchen.

"The same thing happened when we found them." Tubbo explained, "the-the light. And I thought I saw wings but, I wasn't sure- and they went away immediately after!"

Wilbur sighed, "are you okay Tommy?"

The blonde teen nodded, "yeah, yeah. I'm okay."

Wilbur nodded, ruffling Tommy's hair before flopping down in one of the chairs. Once Ranboo wakes up, all their questions would be answered. As if on que, a groan came from the couch.

Wilbur stood, making his way to the taller boy, "Ranboo?"

Ranboo slowly sat up, "s-ythe..."

"It's safe." Wilbur looked at Tubbo, "can you get a glass of water?"

Tubbo nodded, quickly moving into the kitchen. Wilbur turned back to Ranboo as Tubbo handed him the water. Ranboo took small sips.

"We have some questions, if that's alright." Wilbur said, sitting across from the strange boy.

Ranboo nodded in response.

Wilbur sighed, "who- or what- exactly are you?"

Ranboo set the half empty glass in his hands, "I'm Ranboo Beloved. I come from another plane of reality. The weapons are magical artifacts that are wielded by the most experienced warriors of my world. U-unfortunately... There's been a war going on for several decades against the one who calls himself the Green God. He's destroying everything, and h-he captured two of the wielders. He cast the weapons into this world through the rift. My mentor wielded the scythe. He gave it to me so I could search for the other weapons. He's... He's probably been captured now..."

"That doesn't explain who you looked so... weird when you used the scythe." Tubbo said.

Ranboo chuckled, "that's how I normally look in my world. I'm half enderman."

Tommy snorted, "enderman? Like in Minecraft?"

Ranboo turned to look at the blonde boy, "the only Minecraft I've ever heard of is my mentors name. Philza Minecraft."

Tommy shrugged, "never heard of him. Why did the axe give me wings?"

"What!?" Ranboo stood suddenly.

Tommy flinched back, "I-I-I-"

"Ranboo, calm down." Wilbur jumped in, "why- what- what's happening?"

"That shouldn't be possible..." Ranboo sighed, holding his head as Wilbur guided him back to the couch, "the weapons are attuned to one person until they pass it on or..."

"Or?" Wilbur asked.

Ranboo's voice got quiet, "or they're dead."

Everyone went quiet. Wilbur stood, looking at all the boys.

"It's late now." Wilbur sighed, "what do we all want for dinner?"

Tommy shrugged, "spaghetti?"

Wilbur nodded, moving into the kitchen, "you staying for dinner, Tubbo?"

"Yeah, I'll text my mum." Tubbo said, taking out his phone.

Wilbur nodded. Ranboo layed back on the couch. His head was hurting a lot more than he thought it would, probably because he wasn't from this world. Usually a minor injury like this wouldn't affect him so much.

"Hey, are you good?" Tubbo asked, sitting next to Ranboo.

Ranboo paused for a moment, "my head hurts..."

Tubbo nodded, "yeah, it's probably going to hurt for a while. You passed out twice."

Ranboo sighed heavily. Tommy leaned on the back of the couch.

"So what are you like?" Tommy asked.

"What?" Ranboo looked up at the blonde boy.

Tommy shrugged, "like what do you do for fun?"

Ranboo hummed, "I'm not sure. My entire life, or at least what I remember, I've been training and preparing for war."

"Damn. I'm sorry." Tubbo sighed.

Tommy grew a devious smirk, "if you're feeling up to it, we could go to the theme park tomorrow?"

"No, dude," Tubbo groaned, "I hate rollercoasters!"

"Oh! I'm Toby and I hate rollercoasters!" Tommy mocked.

"Actually shut up." Tubbo told him, but was unable to keep the smile off his face.

"Um," Ranboo interjected, "what's a rollercoaster?"