paint and dead flowers || ranboo and tubbo (DISCONTINUE LMAO)

voices

of course. we always 'need to talk' im always in trouble. I scoffed at him. "talk about what?"

"you know what." he mumbled. I knew that I knew. I stared at the cast that was on ranboos arm instead of replying. ranboo fell asleep against tubbo and tubbo fell asleep against the window. it was like 8pm but i can understand why they were tired.

"tommy." techno huffed. "fine, once we get home, me, you, phil, tubbo, and ranboo will sit in the living room and we will just chat about what happened." he sighed. 

"yea keep huffin' and puffin' techno. blow my house down while your at it" I snickered. techno shook his head and tapped his finger on the steering wheel.

Once we got to the house, Phil took ranboos good hand in his and they walked inside together. Wilbur took his phone out and called someone as he walked in.

I went in last. Phil and ranboo we're sat on the couch with techno across from them. I scoffed, sitting next to techno. "What."

"I can't believe you, Tommy." Wow, the first time Phil spoke all day.

Ranboo looked away. Am I supposed to speak? Do I say the truth or what they want to hear? I felt someone's hand slide into mine. It was techno. I'm pretty sure he understood at least a bit of what heppened.

"I'm sorry." I didn't even know if I was sorry at this point. I couldn't forgive myself but I keep trying to convince myself I did the right thing. I'm trying to convince myself that I'm in the right but I can't. Because I know I'm not.

"Tommy, why did you do this?" Ranboos voice rang in my ears. The question that was asked. Asked by the victim. I was obligated to reply now wasn't I?

"I-" this is where I always get stuck. Do I tell the truth or make something up? I breathed. I'm tired of making shit up. "It was... Loud." I felt techno's grip on my hand get tighter.

"What are you talking about?" Phil questioned.

"They were... Screaming. " Techno let go of my hand. He silently stood up and went upstairs. What was that about?

"Tommy don't lie. Especially about voices. It makes Techno uncomfortable." What? Phil is a massive fucking idiot. I wasn't lying.

"phil why would I make techno uncomfortable on purpose?" Techno has always been my favorite family member. He's just so calm about everything and he's not over the top. He taught me how to fight as well which is great.

"Exactly." Phil stood up and went after techno, leaving me and ranboo. There was a long time, like 3 minutes, of awkward, maybe scared silince before ranboo spoke.

"I.... I hear voices." He spoke quietly. All I could do was look up. I didn't want to talk. I didnt know what to say, so I just motioned for him to go on. "Um... It's- its only one but.. he makes me do things I regret." Ranboo sighed. "I don't hate you, Tommy."

"Is it just.. a random voice or...?" What is he talking about?? Ranboo shook his head but.

"Your mom heard a lot of voices. That's how you and techno inherited them. They drowned out almost everything. Phil helped though. Since Phil is the god of life and your mom I the god of death it balanced everything out making your mother's voices die down when she was with him."

My voices are loud a lot. When I broke his arm they were drowning out the world, it hurt. I don't wanna say that though. I don't wanna sound weak. I nodded. Wait-

"How do you know that?" I finally made eye contact with ranboo, he looked away when I did.

"Your mom visits the end sometimes. She still does but when I lived there she was nice to me." Wait what? If rain hurts Ranboo, than he's an enderman. But that wouldn't explain the white in his hair or face. Whatever.

Techno came downstairs with Phil to us talking. I didn't see them, though. Well, until it was too late.

"But you didn't answer my question." I looked at ranboos hands. His fingers and wrists were twisting around each other with no clear patter or anything. Just fidgeting.

"What?" He sounded all sad and shit.

"Who is that voice you were talking about?" Ranboo stood up, changing my veiw of his hands to his thighs.

"Hi Phil, Techno." He went over to the door. Techno went over to the door as well, he was wearing headphones. Maybe to drown out his voices. His are bad.

"Who's it it?" Techno whispered to ranboo. Ranboo quickly turned, headed towards the back door. Now was my chance, everyone's attention was on ranboo and their backs were turned.

I walked out the door and shoved my hands in my pockets. Where did tubbo go?