Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Over there, not here (Ranboo and Phil+Tubbo+Tommy)

The request for this chapter is: Could you do oke where it's the vlog "I walked across the ocean" and ranboos autistic, he has a melt down on land but no one can get to him as they are at sea so they call Phil or someone to help him? Thank you

And: Oh also maybe someone can recognise him and ask for a photo while he's having a melt down as no one I there to say no

Ranboo's POV:

"And you're sure you'll be okay here by yourself?"

"Tubbo, I've already told you, I'll be fine man. Stop stressing about it."

"Okay, well you've got food and your phone, just call someone, anyone, if you need it."

"Got it."

"Bye then." Tubbo climbed into the boat where Tommy had been sat the entire time, I waved at the both and they disappeared away. I could see them blowing up the ball and everything from where I sat, but I was just out of distance for them to help me if I needed it. And maybe that wasn't our best idea that day.

Apart from filming the odd thing, I spent the first 10 minutes getting very bored. I ate some of my food, scrolled through some apps on my phone, but mostly just sat there, staring out at the sea. But then everything went wrong. My brain got all overwhelmed by the squawking birds, the waves that kept crashing down onto the small beach as the wind picked up. I could hear kids screaming and people laughing. Even the small amount of food I had started to eat, now made me feel ill. And everything had come out of literally nowhere. I had been fine. And I had been fine all morning but then I wasn't.

I was out in public, so no matter how much I was desperate to curl up into a ball and sit with a blanket covering my face so the lights didn't matter, all I could really do was bring my knees to my chest. I brought my arms to hug my knees as close as possible and just tried to zone out. Over years of my childhood, specifically the ones at school where I spent a lot of time alone, I had learnt to think about something so deeply that I was force myself to zone out on it. It had its uses. I mean imagine being able to tune out of a conversation if you tried hard enough. Sometimes, when I was overwhelmed like I was, I would use it to give myself a break. I would use zoning out as a deliberate coping mechanism.

I was running through all the things I had done in England since coming here. Well all the ones my brain had videos for. That's how my memory works, they are all videos. So there I was, staring out to sea, watching a video from when I met Wilbur for the first time in my head. Life wasn't getting much better for me in those moments. But hey man, at least it wasn't getting much worse. That's when I speak too soon.

"Umm hey. Are you Ranboo?" I turned round quickly, my eyes opened wide behind my sunglasses. A teenage girl stood there nervously, clutching her phone in her hands. I nodded. "Look, could I have a picture? I think you're really cool, and all that stuff you did for the Trevor project meant a lot. Your content is funny and you play some really awesome games!"

"Wow, thanks man. Yea sure, we can take a picture." I tried to make my voice as clear as possible, but that was hard. I hid my shaking hands behind my back as much as possible and we took the photo.

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I promise I didn't mean to."

"You did nothing wrong. Sometimes everyone just has a bad day."

"Yea, and I just wanted to thank you for making my bad days better. I'll leave you to work out your bad day now. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome." I sat back down and could now see that Tubbo and Tommy were even farther away from me than they had been before I talked to the girl. I sighed deeply and stared at the rocks I was sat on. Not knowing how much longer I could sit here, trying to calm down my own brain, I started rocking gently, back and forth. I just wanted it to stop, and I just wanted to go home. But I couldn't get in contact with Tommy or Tubbo and I needed to talk to someone.