A Little Spark...

Chapter 30

Ranboo looked at you with concern. "Are you cold?" he asked, watching your legs bounce up and down, arms shake, and your teeth chatter.

"No," you said. "It's the nerves."

"What are you nervous about?" Ranboo asked, placing a hand on your leg to stop the bouncing.

"I had too much caffeine," you replied.

"From what?"

"Tea."

Ranboo looked at you confused. "How much did you drink for it get this bad?"

"I dunno."

"Isn't tea supposed to calm your nerves?"

"That's some tea."

"Do you have chamomile? Or even just green tea. Decaf though."

"Somewhere in the pantry."

"Alright. I'll make you some."

"No, it's fine. It'll pass."

"No," Ranboo insisted. "This way, I can also tell my parents I'm learning when I stop by your house. I forgot how to make tea. I boil water right?"

"Yeah. Careful."

"Yeah. Don't worry. I only failed last time doing that because I forgot to turn on the stove. I don't work well with these flat stoves."

"It's the same concept."

"Maybe. But I say the opposite. I am much better cooking on my stovetop than yours."

"That makes the nerves feel so much better," you said, now pacing around the room.

"No worries."

After a few minutes, the tea was ready and the warmth of the tea soothed your nerves. 

"I would call that a success," Ranboo said after a few minutes of watching you just hold the mug, enjoying the warmth without bouncing your leg or any of that.

"Yes, thank you, short king."

"I take it back. Give me the tea."

"I drank some already."

"Don't care. Adds the flavor," Ranboo deadpanned. "Give."

"What?" you asked in a laughing and shocked manner.

"I said what I said."

You looked at Ranboo, then down at your tea. "I would chug it, but it'll probably burn my tongue. So... goodbye," you said, standing up, having a few seconds headstart as Ranboo had to walk around a whole table.

You ran into your room and locked the door behind you. You set down your mug and pulled out your phone to record.

Ranboo pounded on the door a few seconds after you started recording. "Ranboo police! Open up. I need to confiscate my rightful tea!" he yelled, starting a bit.

"Oh no!" you sarcastically responded. "I'm evading the police. Better not get caught."

You grabbed a nearby weapon, in this case, a shield, aka a book, and a dagger, aka a pencil. "I'm going to war folks," you whispered so that only your phone could pick up what you said. You stopped the recording and unlocked the door.

Ranboo bolted as soon as he saw your legitimate weapons for he was unarmed. "I surrender!"

You smiled at your victory, posting the video onto TikTok with the caption of "update: i won. ranboo is a weakling"

help
my mind is going insane
this is literally put together like 5 minutes before class