Babyboo and Dadnoblade

Papa, can you hear me?

The next time Ranboo opened his eyes, he was in a new environment. Large cedar trees were cloaked in a soft snowy blanket and the sun was slowly sinking, the moon taking its place. The last thing that Ranboo remembers is playing with his toys, his papa and grandpa in the other room. Then, he got a weird feeling in his stomach, like he was going to be sick. Before he could alert his papa, the feeling took over his body and everything after that is blank.

Ranboo sniffed, he was a small child with no weapon and the night was slowly crawling, sending shivers down his spine. Ranboo trilled, calling out for his papa. He received no answer. A sudden pain pulled him out of his thoughts. Wiping his cheeks with his claws, he was surprise at the wetness. Tears rolled down his cheeks and the was no sign of them stopping.

Sobbing, Ranboo curled up at a the base of a tree. His sensitive ears picked up sounds of mobs groaning and his cries grew louder. "Papa, papa, papa..." he sobbed, curling up farther into himself. A zombie spotted him and began to slowly walk towards him. "PAPA!"