Life's Alright In Devil Town

Home Is Where The Heart Is

Please Do Not Repost!!
⚠️TW's: Blood, Anxiety/Panic Attacks, Trauma, Unintentional Self Harm! Let me know if there's any I missed!
All characters are their irl person except for Ranboo!
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Ranboo watched the door close. Wait. Why was the Tubbo-person leaving? Did he do something wrong? Did that Tommy-person take the nice Tubbo-person away? Ranboo didn't really like the Tommy-person. He was loud and scary. But he liked the Tubbo-person. He was nice, gentle, and quiet. Ranboo walked over to the door, putting his hands against it, his paw pad that was still wrapped in the white cloth began to sting and throb. Where did the Tubbo-person go? Is he going to come back?
The hybrid began to claw the door in fear, but stopped. No. That would make the Tubbo-person mad... He remembered he once made the Phil-person mad when he clawed his door. Where was Phil-person? He missed Phil-person. Why did Phil-person leave?
Ranboo, despite his bad memory, remembered being dropped off by his mother into this strange world when he was just a enderling. Apparently their world had gotten invaded by mean people. The nice Phil-person had found him and took him in. He lived with a nice Kristin-person. He liked them. Where are they? They never left Ranboo alone, whenever they did have to leave for a little bit, they had a Wilbur-person stay and watch the hybrid. He was nice too, but loud sometimes. Ranboo liked it when the Wilbur-person played on the thing called a "guitar."
The Phil-person and Kristin-person had left one day and the Wilbur-person wasn't there. A very scary human called 'Jack' was there instead. He was very loud and chaotic. Ranboo didn't like the Jack-person too much. He knew the person had meant well, but he was scary. Ranboo had tried to hide outside but it the painful liquid, water as Phil-person called it, started falled from the sky. And he did not want to go back inside with the Jack-person. So he ran to the safety of someone else's house. But they saw Ranboo and screamed. It hurt his ears. So he ran some more until he was lost.
Being lost was a horrible, horrible time. There were a bunch of mean people that kicked him, stepped on his tail, and hurt him. They always laughed about it to. There was joy in pain?
He missed the Phil-person, Kristin-person, and Wilbur-person. He wanted to go back to them. He wanted to listen to the guitar and watch Kristin-person bake again.
But what about the Tubbo-person? He didn't want the Tubbo-person to worry. Where did the Tubbo-person go? Why did he leave? He didn't even leave a Wilbur-person or Jack-person to watch Ranboo? Did Ranboo scare him? Did Ranboo say something wrong? He didn't understand the human language that well. Phil-person had tried a lot to get him to understand, but it was confusing and hard sometimes. Maybe the Tubbo-person went out to get those mean people to hurt him again? Because Ranboo was different? Phil-person taught him that there are mean people who will want to hurt the hybrid. Well, clearly he has already experienced that now.
Ranboo didn't want to be hurt again. He promised he would be good and not hurt the Tubbo-person. He always tried so hard not to scratch the nice person whenever Tubbo-person looked into his eyes, scared him, or hurt him. He tried to be nice. Did he do something mean that humans don't do? He's so sorry if he did. He didn't mean it.
Ranboo went under the strange thing- what was it called? A desk? He liked the blue soft thing, sofa, better but it was super cramped underneath. The hybrid curled into a tight ball, digging his feet claws into the floor and his finger claws into his arms. He felt that warm stuff drip down his arms. He didn't like that feeling, it hurt. But it was the least of his worries. The Tubbo-person had left him. He did something wrong.
The painful liquid that came from his eyes rolled down his cheeks, burning them. But it only caused more to roll down. What did Phil-person call them? Tears? He would always say "Dry those tears. You're going to hurt yourself, mate."
He couldn't this time- he had messed up and now the Tubbo-person left him. He didn't know what his mistake was. His body shook. He wanted to go home. He wanted to apologize to Phil-person and Tubbo-person. Whatever he did wrong. Ranboo sobbed, curling himself tighter. "Please come back." He thought. Under the desk-thing didn't feel as comforting as it did a moment ago. But he was too distressed to move. He began to rock himself, hoping that it would give him some sort of comfort. It wasn't helping. Only making it worse as memories of the mean people kicking and hurting him ran through his head.
"I'm sorry" Ranboo cried out, attempting to say it in the strange human language. But no one was there to hear him. Of course. Because Ranboo did something wrong again. The hybrid sobbed, the pain of the tears had stopped. The tears didn't. Just the pain. He was getting numb again. There has been days when he was lost that he cried so much he became numb.
Ranboo took a shuddering breath. He had to remember the Phil-person's actions. Breath in. Breath out. The hybrid tried to do that but it only lead him to more sobbing. He wanted someone nice like the Tubbo-person or Phil-person.
He messed up. He messed up. He messed up. That's all Ranboo knew. He did something and now he was alone again. Sobbing and rocking underneath a desk. Eventually, that strangely-peaceful darkness started to creep at the hybrid. No. He didn't want to go to sleep. What if someone mean came and took him? He remembered those very scary people from last night. They seemed to be looking for him. They were scary and had loud sticks. Those always hurt his ears. He had found this place and hid under the sofa to get away from them.
Ranboo let go of his arms and grabbed his head. He began to beg in his language for the Tubbo-person to come back. Apologizing and promising he'll be nice and won't hurt anyone. Hell try not to hiss and growl again. This world was scary. He wanted to go home.
The peaceful darkness began to take over, he hated it. But he couldn't stop it this time- he eventually ended up crying himself to sleep.
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Tubbo pushed Tommy in the shoulder, laughing at a joke the blonde had made as they approached the apartment door. The two were very tired from the long day. Shaking his head, Tubbo unlocked the door, placing his hand on the handle, but pausing. The place was awfully quiet. Maybe Ranboo was napping. Tubbo looked at his phone and winced. He had been gone a LOT longer than he intended. Hopefully Ranboo was okay with that. The brunette gently twisted the knob and pushed the door open, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the room was empty, almost cold, and didn't see the creature anywhere.
"Ranboo?" He called out, entering the apartment. There wasn't any response, setting fear and alarms in his head. He stepped in, the only light on was the TV and the lamp on the desk. He had forgotten to turn at least the kitchen light on for the creature. He scanned the room and spotted Ranboo curled in a ball under the desk, just barely visible from the light. How long had it been there? Tubbo quickly went over to it, Tommy close behind. The shorter knelt down, reaching a hand out to touch Ranboo's shoulder. "You okay, bossman?" He asked softly. After having no response, Tubbo gently shook the taller, getting worried. Ranboo let out a small gasp and lifted it's head, blinking. Tubbo nearly covered his mouth in shock. The creature had fresh, pink tracks running down it's face, blistering up. Clearly, it had been crying for a while. It must've ended up crying itself to sleep.
"Oh my god, Ranboo." Tubbo muttered, rubbing Ranboo's arms; feeling somewhat dried blood on them.
The taller took a moment to process what was going on, who was in front of it. After a few more blinks, it let out a choked noise, nearly a sob- it's tail thumped against the floor harshly. Tubbo only felt more concerned. Ranboo scurried up and nearly pounced on Tubbo, hugging the boy. It's hug was a little tight but very gentle like it didn't want to break the brunette. With a soft sigh, he started rubbing circles on the creature's back as returning the hug. He could feel the bumps of the spine that ran along the back. Ranboo started shuddering and Tubbo heard the hiss of the tears falling down the taller cheeks.
He pushed Ranboo back in front of him, using his sleeve to stop the tears. "Damnit dude" he muttered, standing up. He was gonna have to find some burn ointment or something. He turned to Tommy, "Try to comfort it. I need to get something for it's face. Don't yell or be mean. It's very sensitive and skittish." He said, pointing a finger at the blonde. Tommy just grumbled and sat in front of Ranboo, the creature tensing up a bit. Tubbo huffed, heading into the kitchen to grab the medicines from the cabinet above the fridge.
He took out a little basket of ointments, painkillers, the first aid, and other medical things. Setting it on the island, the brunette started shuffling through the stuff. Eventually he found some Neosporin, good for minor burns and blisters. Tubbo went over and opened a drawer, pulling out a very soft washcloth. He turned to the sink and put the cloth under warm water- heading to the bathroom to grab some honey face wash. He was going to need to clean the burns before he could put ointment on it. Tubbo came back to the kitchen and wringed out the rag to where it was damp enough for the face wash but dry enough to touch Ranboo's skin without causing severe burn.
The boy scrub the face wash onto the rag and then headed back into the living room with the ointment and the soapy rag in his hands. Tubbo sat down next to Tommy, who was quietly talking to Ranboo. The creature seemed interested in whatever Tommy was talking about. Tubbo patted the blonde's shoulder, letting him know that he was right there. He stop talking and scooted to the side for Tubbo to help Ranboo. The brunette smiled at him and then faced the creature.
"Gonna need to clean your face real quick, bud." He muttered, holding up the rag.
Ranboo looked at the rag hesitantly, sniffling as if it were still crying. It leaned forward, allowing him to clean it's face. Tubbo ever so gently rubbed the blistering scars, making sure not to pull any skin and hurt the creature. It flinched slightly and winced in pain, but held still as best as it could. Tubbo was really appreciative of how well Ranboo tried to corporate. He set the rag down and put some ointment on his fingers, rubbing them gently on the forming scars. Ranboo seemed to relax- the coolness of the ointment probably felt amazing on it's burning cheeks. Tubbo smiled at the creature and finished rubbing the stuff on Ranboo's face, wiping his hand on the rag. He felt so bad. If he's ever to go out again, he needs to find a better help. Clearly he gave Ranboo a heartbreak or heart attack that he left.
The brunette picked up all the things and stood, holding out a free hand for the creature to grab. Ranboo blinked, looking up at Tubbo. "Come" Tubbo said, the taller seemed to know that as it crawled out from under the table and grabbed Tubbo's hand. He helped it up, not letting go of it's hand as the two walked into the kitchen. Tommy followed along, starting to throw in his questions.
"I'm still so fucking confused. Does he cry acid or something?"
Tubbo motioned for Ranboo to sit on the island stool, glancing at the plate that was still full of food. "No. Strangely, water burns it."
He pushed the plate to Ranboo. "Snack on this while I make diner, bossman." He knew the creature was probably very hungry. It hesitantly picked up a pretzel, taking small nibbles. "He looks weird" Tommy remarked.
Tubbo's mindset wasn't really focused on Tommy's little insults as he started pulling sub rolls out of the cabinet and deli meat from the fridge. "Not everyone is made to appeal most people, Tommy." Tubbo replied, laying out the ingredients on the island. He went back to the cabinets and grabbed three paper plates, setting them onto the island as well. Tommy hummed and sat up onto the counter. The shorter started making Ranboo a ham, turkey, and cheese sandwich with a little bit of mayonnaise. He didn't know what the creature liked or was alergic to. Hopefully he wasn't about to kill it with a sandwich. The room was silent, the only sound was Tubbo making the sandwiches. He gave Tommy a turkey and cheese sandwich, knowing that's what he would've wanted. "Thanks" the blonde said, taking the plate. He was till eyeballing Ranboo, the creature seemed to try and make itself smaller under Tommy's stare.