Why Me? {Magical Boys Benchtrio}

DONTTOUCHMYFUCKINGCUBE

"Toby!" Tommy yelled as he cought his friend, "Ranboo! What's going on!?"

"I don't know!" Ranboo shouted, blocking an attack from the horned man, "just stay back!"

Never in Ranboo's life did he ever think he'd be fighting one of the three wielders. But here he was, battling with Schlatt for who knows what reason. His tail flicked with his nerves.

Ranboo ran around to the other side of the tree, hoping to lure Schlatt away. Fortunately, it worked. Schlatt chased after Ranboo, swinging mercilessly at the boy. Ranboo didn't know how much longer he could hold out against him.

Tommy held Tubbo a little closer. The shorter was burning up, most likely due to the infection coming back. Tommy cursed his friend for not saying anything sooner. He could have died! He could still die...

Tommy shook himself out oof those thoughts. He had to do something to help Ranboo, who was currently loosing the fight against the strange man. But what could he do?

The blonde boy looked around for anything he could use. His eyes trailed up towards the rift. Faintly, almost as if it wasn't there, he could see thin green strings coming from the rift attaching to Schlatt.

"Ranboo!" Tommy shouted, "close the rift!"

"What!?" The black and white skinned boy yelled as he pushed Schlatt back.

"You know fuckin magic! Just fuckin do it!" Tommy told him.

"I don't know how to do that!" Ranboo gasped as Schlatt managed to hit him in the ribs.

The boy went flying in the air, the scythe dropping form his hands. Ranboo hit the wall of the tree hard. He fell heavily to the ground.

Ranboo looked up slowly to see Schlatt standing above him, sword raised. He closed his eyes. The boy grabbed the scythe and sung up wildly, hoping to block the fatal attack.

But nothing happened. Ranboo slowly opened his eyes to see a thin glowing line where the rift was. Schlatt had frozen where he was, blinking frantically as the green sword dissapated into smoke.

"Where the fuck am I?" Schlatt asked, "Ranboo!?"

Ranboo fell back on the ground in relief, "oh thank God..."

Schlatt turned to the other two boys, "who the fuck are you?"

Tommy pulled Tubbo a little closer, "You were just trying to kill us!"

"Oh, uh... Sorry?" Schlatt shrugged, "but I have no idea where I am, so if you could help me get home, that'd be great."

Ranboo slowly stood, transforming into his human form as he shrunk the scythe, "you're in a mundane world. All the weapons were hidden here."

"But you have Philza's scythe." Schlatt hummed, then smiled, "So where's my sword!?"

"It's with-" Ranboo cut himself off with a gasp, "Tubbo!"

Ranboo ran over to the unconscious boy. He carefully unwrapped the bandages from his arm. The wounds were red and inflamed, clear signs of infection that was visibly spreading.

"What the hell..." Tommy whiskey, "Ranboo, what's wrong with him!?"

"I don't know!" Ranboo sighed, "it shouldn't be this infected! I checked yesterday and it was fine!"

Schlatt gently pushed Ranboo and Tommy aside, taking Tubbos injured arm, "Was this done by a Smiler?"

"Yeah." Ranboo nodded.

"It's poison, not infection dumbshit." Schlatt rolled his eyes.

"Poison!?" Tommy yelled, "Ranboo what the fuck do we do!?"

"I-I don't know! I didn't know Smilers had poison!" Ranboo sat back on his heels.

Schlatt sighed, "calm down, it's easy to fix. We just need a regeneration potion."

"That's going to be a problem..." Ranboo told him, "There's no ghast tears, or nether wart in this world."

Schlatt hummed, "we'll figure something out."

Tommy gripped Tubbo's shirt tightly, "is he going to die?"

"Not if I can help it." Schlatt waved him off, "Is there anything in this world that's similar to a ghost tear?"

Tommy shrugged, "in looks probably like a mushroom or something, but in like, the way it's used I guess a wishbone?"

"A wishbone..." Schlatt glanced at Ranboo, "you think that'll work?"

Ranboo sighed, "I made a tracking spell out of a magnet and an empty tuna can. A wishbone will probably work fine."

Schlatt barked out a laugh, "you what!?"

"It doesn't fucking matter!" Tommy yelled, "can you fucking save my best friend or not!?"

Schlatt turned to look at the blonde boy, "yeah. I can help your friend. Let's just get him out of here first. Ranboo! Look for a hole in the illusion."

Ranboo nodded, feeling around the wood. Schlatt picked up Tubbo. He noticed the sword attached to a chain around the boys neck. Under any other circumstances he would have smiled.

"Why are you helping us?" Tommy asked, crossing his arms.

Schlatt looked up from Tubbo's face, "I knew Ranboo's mentor well. If he trusts you, I trust you."

Tommy gave Schlatt a look, "are you sure that's all? Your tone changed as soon as you saw Tubbo."

Schlatt sighed, "yeah, well, that's probably because he's my son."