Ranboo and Tubbo waved goodbye to Tommy as he and Wilbur left. Everyone earned a well deserved rest after last night.

"I'm going to sleep for a week, how about you?" Tubbo laughed as he closed the door.

"I'm going to sleep until I have to go back to the US." Ranboo quipped back.

Then both of them headed off to bed. They hadn't gotten a good rest in ages, ever since the ghost hunting business had begun. They could finally just relax a little and start to invite people over more. Now that this problem had been resolved they could finally go back to their normal streamer lives... Of course, as most know, that never really lasts. Even though they didn't have the ghost attacks every night, they had still been possessed. The effects that had been made to their bodies, their minds, even the rest couldn't fix that... Tubbo woke suddenly to the sound of something dropping. He got out of bed slowly, walking into the kitchen, since that's where he thought the sound had come from. The first thing Tubbo caught eye of was Ranboo at the counter, it looked like he had been on his phone.

"Ranboo? Everything okay there man?" Tubbo asked, walking over to him.

Ranboo didn't respond, he just kind of stood there, his arms at his sides.

"Ranboo?" Tubbo looked up at his face, his eyes were out of focus like before. "RANBOO!"

Tubbo grabbed his arm, Ranboo immediately jumped in surprise.

Ranboo turned back to look at Tubbo, "Oh, Tubbo, you scared me!"

"Uh... Not to alarm you or anything." Tubbo said, Ranboo raising an eyebrow. "But you were kinda doing that thing again. Like you were doing in ghost form, you were like zoned out or something."

Ranboo looked at Tubbo a little worried for himself, "I didn't, like, go all ghosty- did I?"

"No, you were just kinda standing there." Tubbo said, Ranboo looking at the ground, where his phone lay.

"Oh." Ranboo said, picking up his phone. "That doesn't sound like a problem. It's fine, I probably just spaced out."

Tubbo nodded, "Okay then, if you say so, king."