[Discontinued] Welcome to the Family - SBI + Ranboo + Tubbo (no shipping!)

Chapter Twenty-Three

a/n Wow! A chapter actually on time?! That's crazy! Enjoy!

"C'mon, Boo, we have to go check on Micheal!" Tubbo smiles and grabs my hand. Or at least I think it's Tubbo? It doesn't quite look like him. He's got the same poofy light brown hair and small stature, but he's missing his antennae. Instead, he has dark brown goat-like horns and some terrible, but healed, scars on his face. He seems more grown-up, not that he isn't mature now but more... Phil mature. I think this is Tubbo, but just not my Tubbo.

Walking along with "Tubbo," I notice the surroundings are almost entirely unfamiliar but also as if there is a sense of deja vu. The area kind of looks like a combination between the countryside and a large city. The building style constantly changing or is half blown up. We pass a dirt hut that has a sign that says "Tommy's house" in smudged dirty writing. There's a Tommy in this place too? Who else is here?

My lips move without my control. "I can't wait to see our boy." Tubbo smiles and nods excitedly. Is this what my voice should sound like? Dang, I'm cool. However, this whole situation is odd, it's almost like I'm just along for the ride but it's also in my body from a different timeline? Or dimension, or something? What in the DigCombine is going on right now?!

As I keep looking around the area, things seemed to start blurring until my vision fades to black. Then, I start regaining feeling in my, well, everything. My back aches. My eyes open to an unfamiliar sight, I'm in a metal cage in a laboratory. The stereotypical kind with walls painted white, cool white tile on the floor, and some weird beakers next to a computer on a desk. Then I glance to my left to see a young man sitting next to me.

"Oh! I'm so glad you finally awoke!" the man exclaims nervously. He was wearing oddly colorful pants and a sweatshirt with a spiral design on the front. He was also wearing steampunk esk goggles on his forehead and multiple watches on his left arm to match. His brown curls were a mess and he was tanned but clearly a white guy. I can't tell if this is going to be the sweetest man I'll ever meet or the most insane. "I'm Karl Jacobs, I'm a time traveler! I was sent to help you by Kristen. It really is a pleasure to meet you. I hope I can be of your most helpful service!"

Okay, he's the sweetest man. Do I trust him entirely? No... Maybe? I just can't take him seriously with that outfit. I nod with a smile at him but avoid eye contact. "Oh! Also, Kristen had one of the Watchers heal your vocal cords while you were asleep. So, you should be able to speak now, no problem!" Karl explained happily. My eyes widen in surprise. At both the fact that my voice was healed and I can speak again but also that something called a "Watcher" was what healed me. I'm not complaining though.

"Ahem!" I cough and clear my throat. "Thanks for helping me out, Mr. Jacobs." This feels so great! I can't believe I can finally speak again! I don't know how much I'll actually talk though. I've been silent for ages, will I ever get used to the fact that I can talk again? What if even after all this when I go back to- who are they to me? Do they actually feel like the big f word... Already?- my family and they don't want me to talk anyway? This healing might have been a big waste...

Karl snaps his fingers in front of my face. "You okay? You zoned out for a bit there."

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Jacobs. I was just lost in thought... So, how are you going to get me out of here exactly?"

"You can just call me Karl, Ranboo. So, you know I'm a time traveler, right? Well, I can send us forward a few seconds while also bringing us to a new location. So, we're going to do just that and get you where you were supposed to be in the timeline. All you have to do is grab onto my arm and try not to throw up when we get to the location." Karl explains happily, all anxiety from before has left his voice. I nod and grab his arm.

All of a sudden, it feels like I'm being thrown to the ground or wall. This is not an unfamiliar feeling but certainly an unwelcomed one. The room fades in my vision as a spectrum of colors is blended into my view. The whole thing seems hypnotic, almost safe, but still a sense of anxiety.

I can't tell how long it has been until I'm thrown onto a red rug.

3rd Person POV

The two landed in a marvelous large hall. The floor was black and white marble with a velvet red rug that was the length of the ginormous hall. The walls have intricately designed onyx-colored panel molding with the leftover space colored a creamy off-white. The ceiling was 20 feet (6 meters) tall or higher. To top it all off, the crown molding was highly detailed as well, it was painted a lovely lilac color. This place was clearly meant for royalty or at least someone who was highly wealthy.

Karl watches as Ranboo takes the whole place in. He had already been here before hundreds of times, so it was fun for him to see Ranboo's reaction. Ranboo was in awe, his mouth unhinged as he drunk up the view. The time traveler smiles, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Ranboo picks his jaw up from the floor and nods.

"This place is... incredible," he says breathily.

As Karl hears footsteps, he turns Ranboo toward the noise. There was a figure walking toward the two, authority filled in their steps. They smiled and said, "Welcome to The End Castle."

This is kind of what I based my descriptions of the castle off of.