Sbi oneshots

Wounds

Just one that came to mind randomly.

Description: ranboo wakes up from an  Enderwalk and Phil helps him like the crow father he is. Technoblade finds out his secret.

Triggers:
-mentions of self harm
-injury detail

3rd person pov:
Ranboo suddenly snapped back into reality in a panic.
His first instinct was to look around and adjust to his surroundings.
Sat on the sand.
There's grass.
Trees.
Rock.
Water... WATER-

He snatched his foot away that had been sat in the water. 'Shit shit shit' he cursed at himself, his foot still hissing, steam climbing higher into the air, his once white foot completely red and burnt and-
He looked away. He was going to vomit. It was a horrible sight even for someone who wasn't queezy when it came to injuries.

His head was spinning he didn't know what to do. He didn't have any bandages or medical supplies. How did he even get here anyway?? What does-

Ah.

Enderwalk.

He sighed to himself, "of course it was..." he muttered to himself as he slowly shuffled away from the water toward the nearest tree. He grabbed the bark, using it to pull himself onto his other foot, giving him a false sense of stability. Almost falling multiple times.

He took this chance to look around. His head was foggy, nothing was coming to his head, it was completely blank. Something shiny caught his eye, "oh! My crown!" He quickly grabbed a fallen branch and used it to hook the crown and return it to his rightful possession, placing it back on his head between his horns carefully before looking back at the reasonably large branch.

He smiled a little, "crutch" he concluded, he placed the thicker end on the ground, snapping the 2 twigs at the end off creating a V shape at the top to rest his under arm on, "exactly like a crutch" he added. This was a good sign that things would turn out okay. This was step one.

He started to walk... ish, using the stick as a substitute for his burnt foot. "See... this isn't so bad..." he tried to reassure himself, his mind already jumping to conclusions.

Nothing good ever happens during my enderwalks... did I hurt anyone?? Did I... did I kill someone??? Oh god I hope I didn't do anything like that...

Tubbo.

I hope tubbo and Micheal are okay. If I hurt them in any way I...

He stopped. Stuck in his thoughts.

I don't know what id do...

He shook his head. He looked around again. He needed to figure out where he was before he could worry about this. He didn't want to jump to conclusions before getting confirmation on wether or not his husband and son were okay.

I need to get home.

He almost fell over at the sudden gust of wind from behind him. 'Shit I'm loosing balance' he thought, placing his wooden 5 minute craft crutch in a better position, holding on with both hands to stabilise himself properly till the wind suddenly... suddenly stopped...

A look of confusion was plastered on his face till his long ears perked up slightly, his eyes widening. He knew exactly what that was. He turned his head and rotated his body slightly to look behind him, a smile forming on his face.

He was right.

"Heya mate! What are you doing out here?"

Phil.

Ranboos tail swished slightly as Phil spoke, he was always like a father figure to Ranboo, though he would never say it out loud.
"Oh! Hey Phil!" He replied, he hopped around carefully, watching his step and then balancing himself.