Shoot your shot

Swing And A Miss

Ranboo POV:

"what happened?" bad asked as he drove back to our place of residence

"i didn't get them" i growled

"what do you mean you didn't get them?" bad asked once again gradually getting more and more confused

"i- i missed!" i shouted, crossing my arms and leaning back on my chair

"you missed! you. missed, the guy who has had perfect accuracy since i've known him?" 

"yes me! i missed" 

"what? how?" he exclaimed

"i don't know i had them in my scope, then i noticed that tubbo was there as well, then my hands felt sweaty like they were nervous, my heart rate picked up so i couldn't keep my aim straight. i just i don't know. i wasn't nervous so i just- agh" i screamed at the end trying to get my frustration out.

as i looked at bad he made a look. a look that showed he figured something out. it confused me

"what?" i asked staring at his expression

"hmm" he hummed looking towards the road

"what's that look for" i asked not averting my gaze

"what look?" he smiled

it was starting to piss me off, i couldn't read him, but his face looked almost smug

"you know what i'm talking about!" i yelled

"oh sorry i was just... thinking of a new muffin recipe" he said.

i could tell it wasn't the truth but i felt a migraine coming along so i just laid back and let bad drive me home

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Tubbo POV:

I felt at unease, like something was watching me. the entire car ride to HQ was off putting.

i couldn't move away from the idea.

"can i go back?" i asked George who stared at me in confusion

"what? go back where? you are aware you a body guard and you're meant to be well... guarding" George shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

"Please. i just have a feeling it'll be useful" i plead

George let out a minor annoyed sigh "fine" 

the car was quickly turned around and parked in the same place as before.

I looked around the area and saw in the wall next to us there was a crack, a large one at that. 

i got some tweezers and reached inside the hole. i felt something hard and pulled it out, revealing a bullet. I ran to George showing him the evidence, followed by us rushing to HQ to go over CCTV of the scene as well as scannings of the bullet, to find the make.

Eventually we got a hit, and we saw the suspect holding a gun climbing down scaffolding and getting in a car. I couldn't identify his face as he was wearing a mask but i knew we could track the car

"Sir, please could you put me on this case. i know i'm meant to be guarding you but i need to do this... for tommy" i pleaded 

"Of course Toby"