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  • Parts 23
  • Time 1h 44m
Complete, First published Sep 05, 2022
Mature
π™±πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™...πš†πšŠπš›πš—πš’πš—πš: π™΄πš—πšπš’πš—πšŽ π™΅πšŠπš’πš•πšžπš›πšŽ...πš†πšŠπš›πš—πš’πš—πš: π™΄πš—πšπš’πš—πšŽ π™΅πšŠπš’πš•πšžπš›πšŽ... π™±πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš™...

The brothers clung to each other in fright as their father desperately tried to get their UFO stabilized. As if the constant beeping of the alarm and 'Warning: Engine Failure' didn't scare the boys enough, they both knew they were going to die. It was sad, really. A 13 and 15 year old positive they weren't going to live another five minutes. 

"β•Ž ↸𝙹γƒͺ'β„Έ Μ£  βˆ΄α”‘γƒͺγƒͺα”‘ β†Έβ•Žα’·, ʖ𝙹𝙹!" The blonde haired boy cried onto his older brothers shoulder. "β‘π™Ήκ–Žβ†Έ 𝙹γƒͺ, ʖ𝙹||α“­!" Their father yelled. 

Then everything went quiet. There was a ringing in the two boys' ears. Everything was blurry. We're they dead? We're they going to die? Where are they? Why was everything so...numb..?

~~~

SOOOOOO... new story!!!

This is an Allium Duo Alien AU if you couldn't already tell. Even though it's Allium Duo, it's mostly Ranboo's POV. Sorry, I can't help it. I love Ranboo! 
This is NOT A SHIP!!!!!!!!
I personally think that Tommy x Ranboo is a strange ship since they're just friends. 
And if I'm not mistaken, Tommy has asked to not be shipped with anyone. (Idk about Ranboo though)

As you can tell by the two sentences in the description, some of this will be written in Enchantment Table language since you know...Aliens and stuff...BUT- I will be translating everything for you so don't worry! 

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TW:
Cussing
Death
Crashes
Injuries
Blood
Attempted su!c!ce
Torture 
Angst 
etc...
(TW's will be above chapters)

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Started: September 5th, 2022

Put on hold: September 6th, 2022 (I was making other stories [and mental health was being an ass])
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