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Once Ranboo had teleported his way back to the main smp. He saw Tubbo and Michael together, talking to Sam and a few others. He quickly fixed his tie and hair so it wouldn't look messy. 'Perfect' he thought as he made his way towards the group.
Michael was the first to notice him, "Dad!" He let go of Tubbo's hand and ran up to him. "Hi Michael!" Ranboo accepted Michael's hug.
"We're have you been?" Tubbo said as he walked towards the two, the others left afterwards. Not wanting to disturb them.
Ranboo let go of Michael. He was going to say something before Tubbo had pinches his snout in disgust. "Why do you smell...so-so disturbing!?" He said. "You smell like vomit and something rotten!"
Ranboo scratched the back of his head as he let out a small chuckle. "I guess I was teleporting to much that it made me sick" He said.
"Okay- but that doesn't explain why you also smell a bit rotten" Tubbo folded his arms. "Why do you smell rotten?"
"Dad, why do you smell?" Michael also joined in with Tubbo, he copied Tubbo's position as well--- mostly to 'mock' him.
Ranboo let out a sigh. "I stumbled across a place to which smelled rotten, and I accidentally fell down in some sort of liquid that smelled after I didn't look where I was going" He explained, in hopes his husband and child would believe.
Tubbo let out a snort. "Next time, be sure to watch were your stepping" He said.
Michael pointed at his father, Ranboo, and just said. "Idiot!"
"Michael!" Tubbo exclaimed. "What did I say about copying other people's saying!"
"To not do it"
Ranboo watched as Tubbo started to scold Michael. To which the little guy just rolled his eyes, a slight smile in his mouth as he found it funny.
Ranboo just laughed. 'This can't get any better'
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"Hey Ran" Tubbo whispered to his husband. "Yes Tubbo?" Ranboo tilted his head to the side to meet his Husband sitting on the floor, staring at him as he was laying on the couch with his face on the pillow.
Michael being still young, he had to go to bed since it was already getting late.
"Did you happen to...Help George escape with Him?" Ranboo jumped from his position and just stared at him. His heart rasing like crazy.
'He knows! How does he know!??' He thought. 'Did he see me? Or is he trying to play tricks with me? What am I gonna do!'
"Ran?" Tubbo said. "Are you okay?" He looked at his husband worrying as he didn't respond for a few seconds.
Ranboo snapped out of his thoughts. "I-Im fine" He said. "I'm just surprised that you would think I helped Them"
"Oh no no no- you got it all wrong!" Tubbo said as held onto Ranboo's arm tightly. "I just heard Quackity say that after you had disappeared at the exact same moment George disappeared with Him. I just had to tell you, but I wouldn't ever think you would help actually help those two with escaping!" Tubbo explained.
Ranboo let out a sigh, 'so he doesn't know' He thought. 'good'
He couldn't help but be relief by the fact Tubbo didn't know, neither did Michael. But he felt this-this thing stinging his heart for lying to them. Especially to Tubbo, the one he would tell everything to.
"We should get some sleep" He changed the subject. "Alright" Tubbo said. "I'll go get the blankets ready"
"Thank you"
With that Tubbo disappeared, leaving Ranboo alone on the couch- to think about everything that had just happened.
He let out a sigh. 'What am I going to do now?'
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