《Parallels (MCYT IRL-Ghosthunters-AU)》=Afternoons=
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|| Based off the Night before August 2nd, 2021 Ranboo Stream ||
{It's just theory and fiction, no ships, non of this is to be mistaken as the true events that may have occured, please; Do not take this any farther that a random fanfiction you found on the internet! This topic may be sensitive to some so stay safe, and also if I get anything wrong or maybe miss something- Know this is only of what I am hearing and coming up with at the time being!
-More and More of that terrible grammar-
Ranboo smiled, Tubbo was talking about something to do with a show he'd been watching. Both walking side by side, enjoying the evening air. Ranboo still curious as to why Tubbo wanted to go on a walk then, but didn't question it. They walked until they reached some sorta park, no body was really around. It was quiet.
"Ranboo?" Tubbo asked,
"Hmm?" Ranboo looked up at Tubbo.
"Does something feel... Off to you?"
Ranboo looked around, "No, not really. Why do you ask?"
"I just have a bad feeling, that's all." Tubbo said, staring at the ground.
"Alright, I'll be on the lookout." Ranboo said, and Tubbo stood back up again.
"Let's head back, it's getting dark and I forgot my phone." Tubbo said, Ranboo following.
=-Later that evening-=
Ranboo lay down, yawned and pulled the covers over his head.
"Night!" Ranboo muttered.
Tubbo looked at the lump in the bed for a moment before going to the kitchen to get a drink. Ranboo was already asleep by the time he'd reached the door. Tubbo still had a feeling something was wrong. Like he was in danger, he knew Ranboo had just been joking earlier about the tree thing, though Tubbo still didn't like that joke. He had been genuinely scared before, but he was sure nothing was out there now. His mind was off that topic anyways, he had other things to think about; Like getting himself a drink and getting some sleep.
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Drink, Drink, Brink, Link-
Tubbo got quickly off track though, grabbing a snack also and checked his phone quickly before heading back to his room. Then sat down on the couch and watched a show on his phone while he ate his snack. After he ran out he released he had gotten off track, and stood up to put the bowl away.
"S***." Tubbo heard a muffled voice say, and looked around the dark room frightened by the sudden noise.
"Who said that?!" Tubbo questioned into the darkness.
He stood there for a moment in silence before hearing four more curses coming from Ranboo's bed.
"Ranboo is that you?" Tubbo said, walking over to where Ranboo was sleeping curiously. "Are you still awake?"
Tubbo got no response, but Ranboo shivered and then rolled in the covers to face the other direction. Tubbo was sure he was asleep.
I didn't know that Ranboo talked in his sleep. He must be having a bad dream or something to be swearing... Dream. Heh.
Tubbo then got into bed after setting his water down on a nearby table.
Sleep time, probably gonna wake up in a minute but whatever.
Tubbo closed his eyes, two or three minutes passed before Tubbo heard a loud thump against a wall. Followed by more muffled talking.
What the h*ll is going on?
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