Generation Loss - Ranboo Has Returned?

An Unexpected Ending

{I'm so sorry in advance- but I'm about to shred your heart a bit-}

{With Ranboo}

  Ranboo was still panicking, trying to calm down but failing. They heard something move around nearby, which made their panic worse. Through all their panic, they managed to hear the walkie talkie.

  "Ranboo?! Ranboo are you there?!" It was Sneeg.

  "Sneeg?!" Ranboo called into the small machine.

  "Oh thank fuck you're alive! Listen, I need to look around and see if you can find a big red button around."

  "A big red button? But... But why?"

  "It's a shut down button, if my theory is right, it'll be your way out!"

  Ranboo looked around, and they did infact see a red button on the far side of the room. But it was in a glass case with a small keyhole. They looked back at the safe and sighed, going to it. They ignored the blood and writing the best they could. They opened the safe and got a small black key out of it. Just then, a tv creature jumped out from behind the light panels wall and started heading towards Ranboo.

  They jumped up and quickly ran to the button. They struggled to get the case off in a panic as the creature got closer, but they got it off. As soon as they did, they smashed the button and they heard something crash to the floor just behind them. They turned around to see the TV creature laying on the floor not even 4 feet from them. They let out a sigh of relief and headed for the exit.

{With Charlie}

  Charlie was waiting for the TV monster to move away, but it didn't move much. He was getting frustrated but remained patient. Just then, his walkie talkie went off.

  "Charlie?! Are you ok?!" Sneeg asked, worry evident in his voice. Charlie smiled at the sound of his voice.

  "Yea I'm ok! I'm actually stuck in a crevice with a deaf TV machine in front of me. I'm waiting for it to move."

  "Jeez, that sounds shitty. Listen, I need you to look for and push a red button. It's big and it's a shut down button. It's your way out. I'm waiting for everyone in the end area. Ranboo just came out too."

  "Have you heard from Slimecicle?" Charlie asked nervously. He wasn't going to lie, he was extremely worried about Slimecicle.

  "Not yet, but I was going to contact him next. I'm sure he's ok though, now hurry so we can get this game over with." Was the last thing Sneeg said. Charlie looked around the best he could, eventually spotting the button.

  Now all I have to do is make this thing move. He thought. He looked in his pocket, noticing a small lump there. What's that? He reach into his pocket and took out a wind-up mouse. He noticed it was Slimecicle's mouse. When did that get there? He looked at the mouse, the toward the button and the TV monster.

  Fuck it.

  Charlie wound up the mouse, sat it down, and let it go. It crawled right past the monster and managed to catch it's attention. Once the TV monster was far enough away, Charlie dashed towards the button. The monster noticed him running away and tried to chase him, but Charlie made it to the button first. He pressed it quickly and heard the monster fall.

  Holy shit that worked! Charlie thought as he made his way back to where the mouse went. He picked it up and put it back in his pocket, then headed to the exit. I'm not going to lose Slimecicle's comfort mouse.

{With Slimecicle}

  Slimecicle began to adjust to the noise of the screams. He was still very disoriented and panicked, but he could focus enough to hear the walkie talkie go off.

  "Slimecicle?! You alright?! You're scaring us dude!" Sneeg stated. Slimecicle picked up the walkie talkie.

  "Hey! I'm ok! Ignore the screams, there's videos of you all getting hurt in the room and it's messing with me bad, but I'm managing!" Slimecicle told him, Sneeg seemed worried.

  "Are you sure you're ok?"

  "Yea! Are you ok?"

  "Yeah I'm ok, me and Ranboo are waiting on you and Charlie to come out. But I was going to tell you that your way out is a red button, it's the shut down button."

  "Ok good to know! I'll be out soon hopefully!" Slimecicle said happily as he looked around for the button. He looked around for a good few minutes before he found it. It was on the ceiling, why it was there, Slimecicle will never know. He looked around for something to help him reach it, but nothing was around. He heard something move nearby, but decided to ignore it for now. He heard something move nearby again, except it sounded closer.

  What's moving? He thought, looking around. Then he spotted it. It was a broken, barely functioning TV robot. It looked an abandoned and unkept prototype of sorts. It was moving closer, but showed no signs of hostility. Slimecicle went over to it carefully, making sure to keep an eye on it's behavior. Once he was within arms reach of it, it stopped and looked at him carefully. It was almost like it was trying to process whether he was a friend or a threat. He was friendly towards it, seeing as it wasn't trying to hurt him. It ruffled his already messy hair and moved passed him. It stood directly under the button, looked up, then turned to Slimecicle. it made a glitchy sound and motioned for Slimecicle to come to it.

  Should I trust it? I mean it hasn't hurt me yet. He went over to the robot, hoping he made the right decision. It picked him up and lifted him to the button with what functioning strength it had. Slimecicle thanked the robot, from which he earned a glitchy but happy sounding noise, and pushed the button. The robot put him down carefully before collapsing into it's shut down state. Slimecicle frowned.

  It was so nice, why'd it have to shut down? Slimecicle sighed, but smiled. Maybe I can fix it up and we can keep it! Slimecicle thought, picking up the robot. Despite it being quite large, it was light. He dragged it towards the exit, excited that he had finished the game and was going to help his friends fix Showfall. Once he got to the exit, he got a sudden feeling of fear in his gut. Something in him was telling him to not go through the door. It was almost like if he did then something horrible would happen. He wanted to listen to the feeling, but he didn't want to keep his friends waiting, so he went through the door with the robot in his arms.

  Ranboo, Charlie, and Sneeg were waiting on him, and were surprisingly not surprised that Slimecicle was dragging a huge robot out of his door. They all went over and helped him drag it over to their resting spot as Slimecicle explained his plan about the robot. Once they had gotten the robot to the spot, Slimecicle went over to his door and closed it, signalling that he was done. He turned towards his friends and started happily walking over. He stopped and stood a few feet away from them, watching them observe the robot.

  "So what do we do n-" Slimecicle was cut off by a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down to see his green blood pooling from a wound in his chest, directly where his heart was. Everything became slightly blurry and muffled. He felt weak as he started collapsing to the ground. He heard his friends panic voices, mainly Charlie's, talking to him and screaming at someone else. He looked up to see Charlie holding him, trying to put pressure on the wound. He looked past Charlie and saw Hetch, a green blood covered knife in his hand.

  Hetch stabbed me? Slimecicle thought in his haze. He watched as Ranboo grabbed the knife from Hetch and, in a pure rage, slit Hetch's throat. Slimecicle shivered slightly, he was getting cold. Charlie caught Slimecicle's attention again.

  "Slimecicle stay awake please!" Charlie's muffled voice begged. "You can't die! You just can't! Please!" Slimecicle's vision got more blurry, but he could tell Charlie was crying. He weakly brought up a hand to Charlie's face and smiled.

  "You're an amazing brother." He said softly, his voice weak from him rapidly losing strength and consciousness. He saw Sneeg run over with a first aid kit, but he knew it was too late for anything to save him. He was almost dead, barely holding on at this point. His body felt like ice, his vision dark and blurry, everything around him sounded muffled or far away, and he could barely think properly. With the last bit of strength and breath he had left, he managed to mumble just loud enough for all three of them to hear.

  "I believe in you all, I love you."

  Then he was gone.

{1526 words}