If I Killed Someone for You - |Ranboo x Reader.|

Log: 11

The louder his laughs became, the more scared everyone else became. We knew Dream and Illumina had an...interesting past, but to the point of insanity is where you'd be wrong.

Dream almost lost an eye fighting with this ninja creature. That's why he wore the mask, because it covered up his only loss.

"He thinks..." more chuckles. "That he-" now we are just wheezing. "can-HAHA~!" Dream's eyes were now set, focused more than Ive ever seen them before. "Well he's got another thing coming that's for sure~!"

We all cheered, knowing that Dream wasn't going to allow another loss like that.

They started chatting about more things, like how Purpled could upgrade some gear for ultimate surprise, or how Quackity and Karl could break some knees, I don't even know but I got lost.

All of a sudden, like a forgotten plot point in a story, Tommy brought something up. "Dream...we still have school.."

"FUCK WHY'D I ENROLL YOU IN SCHOOL AGAIN?" he shouted angrily.

"To avoid suspicion! Besides the point, you had to enroll us in a school that only allows us eight missed unexcused days" Tubbo pointed out, stomping back in the room with Punz running out of breath.

"And it's?" Dream asked looking up from his hand.

"Sunday." I spoke out.

"And you should be getting ready!" Phil said, shoving all of us out of the room.

Tommy, Tubbo and I were struggling to stay in the room, however Phil pushed us out and closed the door behind us, and locked it.

Tommy tried at the door, even though it was locked. He then threw his hands up in anger and just looked at the door with fury going through his veins. I couldn't really feel any emotions at the time, so I kinda just watched as Tommy and Tubbo stood in silence angrily.

-.-.-.-

I guess Y/N really did some shit to me. I haven't been able to tell what emotions were what for a good hour. I only was able to figure that out in the middle of lunch.

Noah, Isla and Regan sat there in utter sadness. Noah didn't read, and Isla and Regan didn't complain about the 'Ginger King' from their math class.

Finally, as if we all dreaded the moment Isla said something.

"Well. They posted a punch of missing posters on snapchat"

"Yeah, they do that all the time. Even for people who live in the fucking artic!" Noah said, finally revealing his sarcastic manner again. Although not in the best moment.

I still haven't forgotten about the whole "kissing" situation, but I didn't care right now. Like I could be doing a lot more things than worrying about some kiss. Maybe if I rescue them, then I'll get a kiss. Definitely rambling, but whatever.

Regan sighed, "did anyone even attempt the english homework or we just..?"

"Not worrying about it?" I asked. "I mean, I did while I was waiting for the meeting to be over"

"What meeting?"

Well shit.

"Uhh- just some. aHEM!...just a tutoring a fifth grader. I let him take little intervals to relax and just finished the Romeo and Juliet shit while he was doing that"

"Didn't know you tutored...you get payed for that?"

"Isla!"

"What Noah? It's a serious question. I'm sure they make great bank tutoring stupid kids"

"Stupid is not how I would describe them.." Regan added.

Back to normal. I thought to myself.

We spoke for the rest of the lunch about how much jobs should actually pay based off of work ethic, but it was good to take all of our minds off of Y/N. I mean, yeah, their literally missing but ever since I heard from Phil that they had a plan, I relaxed a lot more. I knew deep down that if the DSMP Mafia had a planned, it almost never failed.

We had like twenty minutes left of our lunch block however we decided to go down to the gym. The gym was only open for C lunch kids, so having that opportunity meant we could look at some basketball boys. What? Just because I like Y/N doesn't mean I can't scope out other peoples. Besides you can't pass up on basketball boys.

Speaking of "sport boys" Isla and Regan were talking about what the hottest sport is.

"EW! REGAN?! Did you even hear what you just said?!?"

"Correction, I said hockey is a hot sport, not hockey boys"

"She has a point," Noah added. "Surprisingly more people went to the hockey games then JV football, but also Kevin is on that team so-"

"KEVIN DOYLE?!?" both girls shouted.

I covered my ears in exaggeration. "Jeez, you know if you find a guy hot you don't need to shout it. He probably heard you" I said pointing my head up to him.

He was playing basketball. He's a fan favorite upon many, playing baseball and hockey along with basketball. Also on senior student committee, so I'd say he's pretty popular.

He passed the basketball then looked over at us. Isla and Regan had hid behind me and Noah was on his phone reading Wattpad or whatever cringy fanfic websites he uses.

He smiled, then went back to playing.

"Oh, my, GOD!!!" Isla screamed into my ear.

I covered them fast. "Holy shit, even my two brothers never yelled that loud!" I screamed. That says a lot because I'm saying that Isla was louder than Tommy. TOMMY!

"Sorry, it's just that, Kevin Doyle just looked at us?" Regan explained throwing her hands up.

"Correction," Noah spoke, not looking up from his phone. "He looked at Ranboo and smiled, not you two. You were pussies and hid behind Ranboo instead of just smiling at the kid. Jeez, and I thought I was the socially awkward kid"

"Shut up, Noah! You did football all three years and made it on varsity your second year, you aren't socially awkward you're just socially anxious"

"Is someone gonna tell her that's like almost the same thing?" Isla whispered.

I chuckled, before hearing a notification from Snapchat in which I pulled out my phone to check it. Midway through opening all the snaps, I stopped.

"Did you guys check if Y/N's location was on...?" I asked.

Wow we are so stupid. Based on the looks on their faces I could tell that none of us even thought about it. We were all so foucused on trying to get our minds off of them that we totally forgot to even do the first thing that anyone does when their friend goes missing.

Noah, Regan, and Isla pulled out their phones and immediately went to Snapmap feature. However their looks went back to the disappointed glare that was controlling them during lunch.

Noah threw his phone on the bleachers we were sitting on and ran his fingers through his hair. "It's not on, and besides, I doubt that they would even be on their phone. Not like this kidnapper has free will"

I looked down, however I did see that little Bitmoji, that little Bitmoji I would look at every time I received their snaps.

And the prices finnally clicked into place when I saw that they weren't taken anywhere, and the fact the cops just didn't check the house made me wonder two things.

One, what shit went down between Schlatt and cops to make sure he didn't get caught.

And two,

I wondered how hard it was going to be explained to Dream that Schlatt is Y/N's father.