I'm The Villain This Time!

The Underscore Beloveds

Ranboo walked into Tommy's house with Michael in his arms. He and Tubbo had been staying there ever since they found out Tommy...

Ranboo shook his head. No, he want going to think of that right now. Tubbo needed him.

"Bo?" Ranboo walked into Tommy's room.

Tubbo hadn't moved from Tommy's bed. He had barely spoken a word. Michael climbed down from Ranboo's arms, running over to his other father. Tubbo didn't react.

Ranboo sighed softly, "Tubbo, you can't just lay here all day... We- we have to move on."

"How could you say that." Tubbo spat, "Move on? From Tommy? Tommy is my best friend- our best friend."

"I know Tubbo, but he's- he's dead." Ranboo whispered, "we can't mourn forever."

"Watch me." Tubbo pulled the covers over his head.

Ranboo layed down, hugging Tubbo and holding Michael between them, "I miss him too..."

"This didn't have to happen." Tubbo let out a sob, "we were happy- he was happy...we-we could have stayed like that forever..."

"I know." Ranboo gently ran his fingers through Tubbo's hair.

"Why does he always have to be an idiot." Tubbo cried softly into Ranboo's shoulder.

"Because he's Tommy." Ranboo managed a small smile.

Tubbo let out a small laugh, "yeah..."

Ranboo twisted his ring. A simple gold band on his finger that matched with the one on Tubbos horn. He smiled softly, the memory of them getting "married" so sweet in his mind. Just days before Tommy died. They hadn't even told anyone yet. They wanted to tell Tommy first...

"Boo?" Tubbo whispered, "I want to kill Dream."

"I do too Bo, but can we?" Ranboo asked.

Tubbo sat up, fire in his eyes, "it wasn't an idea. It's a promise. I'm going to kill Dream."

Ranboo sighed as he sat up, "how? Tubbo, he's so much more powerful-"

"I'll nuke the prison." Tubbo hissed, getting out of the bed, "I just need to find Jack."

Ranboo went silent. The nukes... Tubbo couldn't be serious.

"Tubbo, that-thats a little extreme." Ranboo sat up, "what about Sam? And-and the guards? You could kill them too."

"But Dream would be gone!" Tubbo yelled.

"He's already gone." Ranboo told him, " he's locked up, he can't hurt us any-"

"But he has!" Tubbo cried, "he has hurt us! He took Tommy from us Ranboo! As long as he's alive he will always be able to hurt us! What if-what if he gets out and comes after Michael!? Or you!? I can't... I can't lose anyone else..."

Ranboo got up and hugged Tubbo tightly, "you're not going to lose me or Michael."

"Please don't leave me..." Tubbo whispered.

"I won't." Ranboo whispered back.

Michael slipped off the bed, running to hug his dad's. Tubbo picked him up. The child tucked his head under Tubbo's chin.

"Hey Michael." Tubbo rubbed his son's back, "were gonna stay here now. Do you wanna meet someone?"

Michael looked up and nodded. Tubbo smiled softly.

"Okay. His name is Technoblade." Tubbo told him as he and Ranboo walked out, "he's a piglin like you."

Ranboo stifled a laugh, "Techno's gonna be so surprised."

"You haven't told him yet?" Tubbo smiled as they made the short wall to Techno's cabin.

"I really didn't want Techno giving him a sword..." Ranboo told him.

"He won't give him a sword." Tubbo rolled his eyes, "he'd give him an axe."

"That's worse!" Ranboo cried.

"Oh hush, no it's not." Tubbo said as he opened the door, "Techno!"

The piglin turned slightly from where he was sorting his chests, "hull- uh, is that a child?"

Tubbo smiled and nodded, "This is Michael!"

"He's our son." Ranboo told him.

Techno blinked, "oh. Uh, hello... Michael?"

The child buried his face in the fur of Tubbo's vest. Techno took a step back.

"Uh, I didn't scare him, did I?" Techno asked.

"He's probably just nervous." Ranboo told him, "I just brought him here, and now there's new people..."

"Understandable." Techno nodded, kneeling in front of the child, "hullo."

Michael peeked out. He reached out to the thin bluish-green scars on the side of Techno's face. Like cracked porcelain. Techno gently poked the side of Michaels head that showed his skull. The child squealed in laughter.

Techno laughed lightly, standing up, "fun kid."

"I- what- what just happened" Tubbo asked.

Techno shrugged, "he said that were the same. Cause of the scars and stuff."

"You can understand him!?" Ranboo yelped.

"Uh, yeah?" Techno said, "were both piglins."

"Can you teach him English!?" Tubbo asked with his eyes shining.

Techno took a step back, "uh, it's possible, but you know, I-I'm not the best teacher-"

"You taught Tommy!" Tubbo interrupted, "Please Techno! We've tried to teach him but... It's hard to translate when you don't know the language..."

Techno sighed, "teaching Tommy was teaching him to fight, not teaching him another language."

"Please Techno." Tubbo begged.

The older piglin sighed, "fine. I'll try and teach him English."

Tubbo gave him a small smile, "thank you..."

"Don't mention it." Techno told him, "when do you want to start?"

Ranboo and Tubbo looked at each other. Michael just seemed happy.

"Are you free today?" Ranboo asked.