Flowers

He hated it.

Tubbo had woken up a few hours later, his dreams of a better house with healthy parents proving to be false. A grim sigh escaped his scarred lips as Tubbo stood up, looking in the mirror. He looked horrible. Even then, horrible seemed like a compliment! Tubbo was okay with it, though. He was used to it. Though, his body did seem a little more... misshapen than usual. A little.. bigger? His arms seemed too long and his back seemed too hunched out. His chest seemed too big- even with the scars of his top surgery lingering on it. Tubbo hated how he looked.

The brunette frowned, before putting on a baggy shirt and some ripped jeans. Along with his usual eyepatch. Tubbo hated- no- there had to be a better word for it. Abhorred. His blind eye. It was a laughing stock for the entire school and he knew it. He hated how they laughed at it and teased him for having poor sight. However- perhaps he deserved it for not being careful enough. Maybe the lord above was punishing him for ruining his creation. Tubbo hated that idea too.

Walking down the steps, the scarred smaller didn't stop to look at his parents longer than he had to. They had made up. Again. Why was Tubbo surprised? They always did this. They acted as though they couldn't stand each other at night before having borderline sex during the day. Tubbo hated that too. He walked out, not bothering to eat his food or say goodbye. He couldn't bare to see them any longer. He hated them.

Walking to school wasn't any better. He hated the sun. He hated the breeze. He hated it all. The one thing he didn't hate was the field.. yet he couldn't go to it. Tubbo had already missed to many days of school due to his mental illness. At least that's how his dads and teachers always described it. "I hate it." He murmured to himself, before stopping and staring at a figure in front of him.
It was a little blurry... his horrid eye was messing with it all. Though, the figure looked so familiar. Tall and lanky.. dirty blonde hair.. a mas-
Holy shit. It clicked. It was a dream. Tubbo had convinced himself it was a dream and now that he was seeing it, he couldn't believe it.

"..Ranboo?"