When Things Go Wrong

Chapter 5: Something About the Night Changing

**Epilogue**

And they didn't.

2 years later:

"Are you ready?" Ranboo asked Tubbo, a key in hand. Ranboo was about to bubble over with excitement. There they stood, at the doorway of a baby blue flat on a bustling street in England, moving trucks parked right outside. But it was their flat. Ranboo's hands shook and he almost dropped the key, but he slid it into the keyhole and twisted the old door handle. When he opened the door, both their mouths dropped in surprise. Of course, they knew what the space was going to look like, but it was surreal to see it in person.

"Woahh," Ranboo's voice echoed around the empty white room. It was simple, with just a small living room and kitchen area with two bedrooms and a bathroom on the side. Tubbo dropped his backpack on the hardwood floor and twirled around. Then he embraced Ranboo, ramming his head into the tall boy's chest.

"We did it, man."

"Yes we did," Ranboo responded, his smile wider than ever.

His days of insecurity were gone, leaving him more confident and happy than ever before. The two young boys left streaming behind them, now focusing on University. Ranboo was studying psychology and Tubbo computer science. It had taken a while and a lot of convincing his parents, but Ranboo was finally living in the U.K and owned a flat.

Before the movers started piling their boxes in, Tubbo opened the camera on his phone. He motioned Ranboo over, who gladly squatted down a bit so they could both be in the photo.

"Ready... 3...2....1....Cheese!"

Both their faces were lit up with pure joy. Ranboo's blue-grey eyes shone and his lips were curved into a smile. His arm draped comfortably over the smaller boy, whose round face held an overjoyed expression.

"Perfect!"

"This is going to be our first framed photo in the flat!" Tubbo said, pointing to a bare wall. "I can see it already," His thoughts of decoration were interrupted as he felt Ranboo's arms wrap around him. Tears pricked the corners of the tall boy's eyes. "I can't thank you enough, Tubbo."

"For what bossman?"

"For supporting me, for helping me," Ranboo's voice broke as a soft laugh escaped his lips. "For putting up with me all these years."

Tubbo sniffled a little bit too. "Of course bossman, what would I do without you?"

Ranboo giggled some more at the old nickname. Tubbo hadn't called him that in... years. It brought back so many memories. Laughs echoing across vc's, late nights with the only light being the flicker of computers, the satisfying tap and click of keyboards, and yells of victory or defeat. The more Ranboo thought about it, the more he realized he... missed it. Then an idea started to form in his mind and spiraled into a mess of thoughts. His face lit up as he shared it with his best friend, who was immediately on board.

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Somewhere in the vast expanse of the internet, there were two faceless young men making content for nobody in particular. One was British, the other American. Their fanbase wasn't huge, but that wasn't what they cared about. They made videos together about anything that piqued their interest, whether it be trying out new video games, making vlogs, or attempting to cook. They didn't upload often, (since juggling social media and university is hard) but when they did, the videos are mostly unedited. Anyone could tell they were both truly happy. Whenever they did real-life content, they used a time-honored method to hide their identity: sunglasses, a mask, and gloves. But this time instead of hiding their insecurities, they used them to giddily hide their secret. They continued making content until life got in the way, and their posts fizzled out to once a week, to once a month, to every few months, until one day they stop.

And thus, the story ends.

"We had some laughs. It was fun, y'know. All things must come to an end eventually."

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ENDING NOTES

First of all, AWWWWWWW IM SORRY I LOVE THE ENDING

Second, this took wayyyy too long b/c my attention span is about the size of a blade of grass. I am truly sorry for anyone who was waiting forever for the ending :(

Hi! I really hoped you liked this longer sequel, even though I personally like the first one better. Per usual, thank you so much for taking the time to read this. It absolutely warms my heart to see that so many people enjoy my stupid little stories.

ILYSM