How could you forget?

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Tubbo POV:

I wake up to the sun. I will ask Ranboo what is wrong today. I walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth. The shower was running. Weird. I carefully opened the curtain. I didn't want any murderers to jump out. But what I saw there hurt more than any stab wound.

 "Ranboo?" I whispered. No response. I poked him. No response. I felt for a pulse in his wrist. There was nothing. My breath sped up. "Ranboo." I said urgently. Nothing. "Ranboo!" I said, my voice at normal volume now. Still no response. "RANBOO!" I screamed. Still nothing. 

I didn't even realize I was crying, but tears were streaming down my face. "WILBUR!" I screamed. "TOMMY!" They both came in an instant. Wilbur was rubbing my back, and murmuring one of his songs. I think that the muttered song might be more for his benefit than mine. Tommy walked back over.

 "He's gone."

Wilbur POV:

My heart seemed to stop at Tommy's words. He's gone. I thought I had helped him. I thought he was better. Evidently not.

 Tubbo let out a wail so loud it shattered my eardrums, but I kept rubbing his back. Tommy looked paper white. I could tell he was scared. 

I didn't know what else to do, so I kept rubbing circles on Tubbo's back.

Tommy POV:

I looked at the disheveled messes that were Wilbur and Tubbo. I was a mess too, but I chose to ignore that.

 It was all over now. 

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Thats it! I hope you liked it! Have a nice day!

-Cat