Y/N's POV:
"Feeling better?" Tubbo asks as I continue to sip my hot chocolate.
"Much better. Phil is not going to be happy about my wings though." I say, looking back at my wings.
"They seem like a real mess." Ranboo says. "Is there anything that we can do to help?"
"Well, the feathers have to be in the correct place." I say. "You don't have to help thou-"
"I'll go get some tweezers." Ranboo jumps up and goes down stairs.
I look at Tubbo in confusion. Tubbo looks at Micheal, who is playing with the animals. He sighs and looks back at me.
"He still feels guilt about the whole enderwalking incident." Tubbo whispers quietly.
"Ah..." I realize. I forgot about that. "I see."
"Got em!" Ranboo says as he climbs up the ladder.
He comes behind me. I take the blanket off and place it on my lap.
Are you sure we can trust him?... It will be fine... But remember enderwalking?... He's not going to hurt us again... Stay high on alert... It's fine... Trust no one...
Oh my god, just shut up guys. I open and stretch my wings out. Micheal turns in to see them.
"Your wings are really big!" Micheal says. He comes over and puts a hand on one. "How long are they?"
"Oh, I don't know. Guess I never thought to measure." I shrug.
"They look about 2 and a half feet long on each side." Ranboo says. "I know Phil's are a good 3 and a half feet on each side. And your's are smaller than his so."
"Hmmm, okay." I shrug.
"So yours are just like Phil's. This should be easy." Ranboo says.'
He starts working on my wings. Good thing they are warm enough. I feel the feathers being moved.
"How do you know what you are doing so well?" I ask.
"I've helped Phil with his before. During the time we were at his house." Ranboo says. "I was unsure if you had different wings than Phil, so that's why I asked what you had to do with them."
"Well, thank you for helping me." I smile.
"So, how long do you plan on staying here?" Tubbo asks. "Not that you are bothering us or anything."
"Not long. Just a couple days or so." I say. "I can't stay long or Phil will get nervous and come looking for me."
We all let out a small laugh.
I wonder what Phil is doing?... Is he mad at us for leaving so often?... Y/N does get herself in trouble a lot... Very often actually... Wow, you are an awful person Y/N... That's not true!... I wouldn't say awful... Tommy and Quackity are definitely awful... Not Y/N though... Well...
"Y/N!" Tubbo shouts.
"Yeah?" I say back, ignoring the voices.
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Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)
FanfictionIn this story, you are the main character. You go by Y/N (Your Name) and pronouns are she/her/they. In a dream, you learn about the limbo. Some say its a place where you go when you die, and others say its a place where you go to get away. But your...