"Play room"
Tw: Implied suicide
The nerves in my body seem to come back into sense. I opened my eyes to see myself in a dark room.
"Wait- what. . ?" I said, very well confused
The room I was in shifted, I saw tons of toys from old to new shift into a certain spot. I see a small, low table in the middle of the dark room.
I walked over to it and I sat on one of the low chairs that matched the table. As soon as I did , the smell of fresh tea lingered in the room.
I look back at the surface of the table, a matching tea set.
"Huh. . what's happening. . I'm dead aren't I ?"
Dead silence filled the room.
Guess I got my answer. .
I suddenly hear a door creak open. .
"WHO'S THERE?" I yell from over here. I see a small boy with strawberry blonde hair. . with overalls and a small bee patch stitched into the fabric.
The smaller boy walks over with a chicken stuffed toy in his hand, He takes a seat right in front of me.
"Hi I'm M-michael !" He said with a short stutter in his voice.
"Want tea. .?" He said putting his stuffed animal on the seat next to me.As soon as he puts the stuffed animal on the chair, the lights of the dark room seem to light up.
"Tea. .?" He lifts the tea kettle up to my height.
"Uhm. . sure" I murmured while grabbing the nearest tea cup.
He pours the steaming hot tea on the tea cup. I stare in awe. I look back at the detailed walls, with finger paintings hanging on the walls.
"Are those yours Micheal ?" I said pointing at the painting on the wall.
"Yeah. .me and dada paint with fun c-colors!" He looked at me proud of his work.
"Who's your dada ?"I said, hoping to start a conversation.
"Dada name is Ranboo. .dada is very lonely" he said, losing his cheery tone at the last bit.
"Well maybe I can meet your dada . .?" I say trying to cheer him up.
"Dada doesn't know you're here" He says, taking a sip of his tea.
I choke back a bit- i mean i knew I was dead, but how the hell can this kid see me. .
As I was lost in thought I heard the door creak open. I see Micheal turn his head towards the door.
"Micheal, are you okay ?"His voice is hoarse, sounding like he hasn't slept.
"Yeah, dada I'm fine"
I see Michael dad come into the room, he doesn't appear to notice me.
"Who are you talking to? "
"What do you mean dada?''I see Micheal's face shift into a worried look.
Micheal looks at me and says out loud
"What's your name ?""Tubbo" I murmured quietly, still fearing that he might hear me in some way. .
Micheal looks at me In confusion, but nonetheless he looks back at ranboo.
"I'm talking to tubbo," Micheal says, while pointing at me.
Ranboo looks at assumingly nothing, and tilts his head a bit in confusion.
"Oh, Micheal you and your imagination" he says in a low voice, lifting up his hand, to push back his hair.
Ranboo, I hope I pronounce his name right. . - Ranboo walks over and gives Micheal a hug.
"I love you michael" he says in a sweet tone, but as he's hugging Micheal. He stares into my direction.
It felt like he knew that I'm here. His stares felt like daggers.
He looks at 'me' up and down, lowering his eyes. He breaks the hug and ruffles michaels hair. Which Micheal seems to refuse.
"Bye michael" he waves softly
Micheal looks back at me in embarrassment. "That was my dada" he says in a quiet voice
"I figured, ahem so how'd you know I would be here ?"
"I heard ruffling in the room, so i assumed it must have been Tommy"
"Tommy ?" i gulped "As in the Tommy that refers himself as "big man" "
"Y-yeah, y'know him?"
"I um- he used to be my best friend, um before I-" i step back from the subject "-nevermind, We just used to be friends"
"Uncle T-tommy talks about you a lot, he said you were a great person. That is why I was confused when you said your name was T-tubbo. ."
We both hear knocking at the door, "Micheal, who are you talking with ?" Said someone with a familiar voice
"I'm talking with uncle Tubbo, tommy! "He says in a cheery voice, like how he got that from talking about his dad.
The door slammed open, "Micheal, please stop talking about tubbo like you know the man!" Tommy walked in angry as hell
Tommy walks over and looks down at Micheal, "Micheal, Tubbo's dead, caput, in the ground, 6 feet under. .So STOP pretending he's at your little tea party hanging out with you, Okay ?"
At this point Tommy was practically pinning the poor kid.
A pair of footsteps can be heard fast walking towards this room.
"TOMMY! Let go of my kid. . RIGHT FUCKING NOW TOMS! "
Tommy let's go, Micheal scurries to Ranboo and hides behind him.
"Tommy what's this all about? Huh? You need to get over Tubbo's death, okay"
"Ranboo you don't understand"
"THEN TELL ME WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND, Because it seems to me YOU don't understand"
"RANBOO, I'm trying to get over Tubbo's death, I'm trying. You don't know the pain of your mother calling you from the middle of the Fucking night, just tell you that your best friend in the whole world has killed themselves" He gulped, but stood strong
"Tommy I'm so sorry-"
"-You don't even know what it felt like, the guilt eating you up every single fucking day. . .So you shouldn't tell me. . WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND! because what I do understand is that tubbo killed himself because i wasn't there for him. ."
". .Oh Tommy - I didn't know you we're dealing with this all by yourself, it's not your fault- I wish you could've just told me. ." Ranboo lifts his arms up for a hug which tommy greatly accepts
I started tearing up. .i didn't know he would be affected, I thought he didn't care. .i thought he would be glad I was gone. .i thought- well it doesn't matter what i thought. .because i was soon to be proven wrong.
I stood up and hugged Tommy in the back, even though I knew he wouldn't even feel it. .but a part of me wanted him to know that it wasn't his fault. .
"T-tubbo?" He said softly, looking back
"Toms, it's not your fault believe me. .it's really not" i said at this point sobbing
". . .Tubbo, thank you. ."he says wailing "Thank you so much. ."
"Dont sweat it big man. ."
(Authors note)
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Hello, Lemon here I wonder if you'd like Q&A, or a chapter for an introduction? I don't know just a thought ^-^. Anyways love you all <3 /p(1167 words)
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