And then there were two// Bench trio apocalypse AU

Chapter 6

Tubbo POV

Ranboo's shrill scream cut through the air like a knife and I didn't need confirmation. I already knew what happened. My Heart plummeted and the world around me went blank as I stood in astounded shock. The next thing I knew was Tommy was running into the hoard of zombies screaming and swinging his sword. I snapped back to reality and followed him, helping to pick off the zombies in order to reach Ranboo. Once the crowd was gone and all that was left was the stench of rotten flesh and corpses surrounding the area we were trapped in just minutes ago. Ranboo lay unconscious in the middle of the blood bath, a wound dripping blood and slowly bruising a deep purple and black. Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought of what this would bring. Tommy hurried to scoop ranboo up and carry him away, I silently followed behind.

When we reached the house we had stayed at before Tommy hauled ranboo into the nicest looking room and laid him on the bed. I rummaged through cupboard after cupboard looking for a medical kit so I could bandage his wound. I eventually stumbled upon what I was looking for and wasted no time in hurrying to patch the injury that had begun foaming and turning a pale green. I held the bile from my throat as I tenderly cleaned the wound. We sat in silence as I continued to work, trying my hardest to ease the pain Ranboo was likely in. Tears rolled off both our cheeks, thoughts of what was to come flooded our heads. As I worked Ranboo whimpered and fought to get away from the pain. I finished what I was doing as fast as I could and tenderly bound his arm in a sling to keep him from hurting it more in his sleep.

Once Ranboo was taken care of Tommy and somberly left the room and sat ourselves on the stained dust covered sofas that inhabited the living room. We sat in silence both thinking up possible scenarios in which our story ends in a happy ending, each possibility with a one in a million chance of happening.

Tommy choked out a sob from the other side of the room. This was the first time I'd ever seen him cry, his tough demeanor now faded into the broken boy beneath the facade.

"What are we going to do now Tubs" Tommy sputtered out between sobs.

My heart broke at the sight of my best friend crying over my other best friend. My heart broke even more when the only thing I could find to say was a weak " I don't know, Tommy. I don't know"

We remained in silence for a good while before Tommy got up and went to the kitchen to make us food.

He made some for Ranboo.

Ranboo didn't wake up to eat it.

We sat at the small table and poked at our rapidly cooling food, appetites non existent.

"Do you think there is a way to help Ranboo? A way to help him? A way he doesn't di-" the sentence was cut short but the words were there. They didn't have to be said.

I closed my eyes and let my headache and lack of sleep take over my mind. " Honestly Tommy I have no clue. Maybe we can try to find a way to brew a potion that can help him or maybe there is an enchantment that will stop the spread of the disease, but there are no guarantees." I let out a deep sigh knowing full well the possibilities of finding an enchantment or potion that would help was slim. Even if we could find something to help him it would likely take too long to gather everything needed and make it. I decided trying to eat was getting nowhere and I should probably just sleep for now, we can talk about the elephant in the room another day. "I'm going to bed Tom, I'll talk about this more later." I stood up and emptied my plate into a garbage bag we found before walking to the room closest to Ranboo and settling in for the night.

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For the next four days the small house continued to be silent and sorrowful. Few words were exchanged between Tommy and I, mainly only the occasional Greeting or an attempt to hide the fact that their best friend had been bit by a zombie and lay unconscious just rooms away. Everyday for most of the day I sat at the side of his bed and held his hand. I whispered unheard words of comfort, sometimes the unheard words were confessions, sometimes they were pleas for Ranboo to wake up. No matter how hard I cried, no matter how hard I pleaded he never woke. The only times I would leave his side were to go to the bathroom, eat, and sometimes sleep. Throughout the four days he was unconscious I continued to bring him food in hopes that when I walked into the room they would be awake.

He never was.

Until dinner on the fourth day.

I walked into the room expecting to see Ranboo laying sound asleep in the bed, the only sign of life being his shallow breaths that caused the blanket to rise and fall ever so slightly. Instead I was greeted with the open eyes of a hazy barely awake Ranboo. In shock I set the platter of food down and threw myself onto him, smothering him in a hug. When he tried to hug me back he realized the bandage keeping his arm bound to his chest and looked at me in confusion.

I asked if he remembered what happened and was met with more confusion as he replied with a warry no.

I began to cry again, diving back into Ranboo's arms. Tommy walked into the room to see what was going on and together we explained what had happened to Ranboo. We explained everything from when we heard his scream, to now. We explained why his arm was wrapped and in a sling, and why we were both crying. And when we had finished he asked for us to bring him his journal. I saw what he wrote for today, and it only managed to break my heart further. This time the only crying was him and the result of the salty tears flowing down his cheeks was the wet splotches appearing on the page and the ink bleeding.

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more sad :) 

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