Rammstein Music Video Stories

Ohne Dich

(Specialty for Rammgurl )
    Ollie sat watching Till drink from the stream, with the poster of someone who had been destroyed by loss, or some kind of scene that induced agony. Flake seemed to know, and while the others had tried to coax the keyboardist (who had grown an interesting beard he had no time to shave) into sharing what was wrong, but his loyalty to Till had shut him up. To cheer Till up, they had all decided to go on a trip together, after all, they figured it would be fun to travel by foot together for a couple of days, maybe even do some mountain climbing, yet he still seemed upset. Ollie's gaze shifted to Schneider who seemed to be day dreaming. Yup, that was his Schneider, caught up in daydreams when things seemed down. Once Till stood up from the stream, so did Ollie and the others. Till was their leader, he was the Simon that says, and the band did what Simon says. But in the end, it was Flake who lead them. He was the one had suggested the journey, and he was the one who knew the mountainous area. Apparently he used to hike it with his family. Ollie walked next to Schneider looking at him worriedly. Schneider didn't seem to notice until a couple minutes had passed.
    "Till...he really seems hurt by whatever happened. I wish Flake or Till himself would tell us, but I suppose he will when he's ready. And Flake wouldn't betray Till." Schneider said silently, as if reading Ollie's mind.
    "Ja...but it's nice to get some fresh air." Ollie said, finally smiling. Seeing Ollie smile, so did Schneider. But quickly he grimaced and coughed quietly.
    "It would be even fresher if Richard here stopped smoking." Schneider said loudly. To this, Richard glared back at Schneider, and everyone except Till and Richard himself laughed.
    "What? I'm just stating the truth." Schneider teased, and then shrugged.
    "You can deal with it pretty boy. I can smoke whenever I want." Richard said, before refocusing on the hiking. But that wasn't enough for Schneider who wanted to make Till laugh, a seemingly impossible task at the moment.
    "Pretty boy? Me? Sure, I like a good fashion statement once in awhile, and perhaps an occasional cross dressing, but you sir, are the pretty boy. What with all your hair gel and nail polish, plus the nice ass of yours." Schneider smirked, putting his hands on his hips, a habit he had picked up from Flake. Richard did laugh with the others this time, and Ollie couldn't stop laughing. Till turned around to look at them, but he didn't laugh. Flake, smiling, patted Till's shoulder trying to cheer him up, and get him to laugh with the others, but he was unsuccessful much to Ollie's surprise. Flake could always cheer Till up. Now he feared for Till. The others went silent seeing Till's forlorn expression, and they continued along the path in silence.
    "I was...certain that would work..." Schneider said quietly, almost upset by this. Ollie sighed and wrapped his arm around Schneider's shoulders.
    "If Flake can't do it, then you could never hope to do it. Don't feel too bad Schneider, at least you made the others laugh..." Ollie reasoned, and Schneider smiled a little bit at this.
    "Yeah, at least. I just hope we can make him happy soon..." Paul turned around and gave Schneider a sympathetic glance, before turning back around to talk with Richard quietly. Ollie felt bad for Flake, it must've looked like they were conspiring behind Till's and Flake's back the way Flake looked when he would glance back at them. Till never turned around, the only thing he did was walk, and occasionally lean towards Flake for a miniature back rub.
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    Schneider shivered, they were climbing up the mountain now, all freezing like popsicles. Six popsicles on a rope. Ollie had his goggles on now, Schneider thought he looked kind of silly with them on, and the percussionist himself didn't want to look this way, even though Ollie was probably having a better time with visibility due to them. Flake most likely found it impossible, because he could not wear the goggles, taking his glasses off could be fatal at this point. He had no idea why the others didn't though, other than the fact that Richard was a pretty boy. Ollie had told Schneider earlier that it takes one to know one, so perhaps Schneider was a pretty boy too. But Richard was an even bigger pretty boy, because he held himself in high esteem. The percussionist saw Paul look down, and then suddenly felt dragging. Looking down himself, he saw Till dragging behind. Christoph waved him up. As sad as he was, now that they were climbing, he couldn't afford to sag behind due to his sadness. Till tried to speed up, then it happened. Lindemann stepped in the wrong place and almost fell. But almost in accordance to instinct, Schneider quickly outstretched his arm and caught him. But it was impossible to hold the buff vocalist up.
    "TILL!" Schneider yelled, watching the man before him fall. The others called his name, but Flake was the loudest.
    "TILL!" Flake shrieked, as they helplessly watched him fall. They all watched in regretful silence as Till landed with a thud, Flake's mouth hung open in distress. Schneider almost cried and looked away for a moment. Richard gasped in shock from behind him. They all watch mournfully for a moment, too shocked to move. Till looked up with a blank look, almost as if he was dead. But he couldn't be. No, they all saw it, his stomach moving up and down in accordance to his breathing which was heavy.
    "I'll get him." Schneider said quickly. He had made up his mind, and the others couldn't protest. As he lowered himself, he heard Ollie calling.
    "Be careful Schneider!" The percussionist nodded up at his friend, and continued to lower down. Suddenly, Oliver himself sprang down, following. Schneider couldn't help but watch him in surprise for a moment, but they had no time. Before they knew it, the rest of the band had come down for Till, they weren't going to leave him alone.
    "We need to find a place to camp. And quickly." Flake said, before giving a kiss to Till's cheek. He didn't respond, he only looked at Flake longingly. Paul grabbed Richard into a hug, staring at Till with tears in his eyes. While Schneider and Flake helped Till. Oliver watched with a hand covering his mouth as they searched for a place to set up camp. Schneider gave Ollie a mournful glance, to which, Ollie could only return the same.
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