《Parallels (MCYT IRL-Ghosthunters-AU)》=Aimsey We have a Problem=
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Tubbo smiled slyly as Aimsey and Billzo stepped inside with their suitcases and other luggage. Ranboo was hiding out in the streaming room, trying to stay conscious. He had been having trouble with staying in control, and had also been plagued by nightmares for three days now.
Aimsey looked at Tubbo unamused, "Can we get something to eat? I'm actually really hungry, and also, where's Ranboo?"
"Yeah, I just came because Aimsey dragged me along, and because I thought I was going to be meeting the Man himself." Billzo said sarcastically, smiling and taking off his shoes.
Aimsey rolled her eyes at him, "I can't wait to f***ing see your body when I wake up tomorrow."
"And I can't wait to be the one who murdered him." Tubbo added with a smile.
"What the h*ll!" Billzo laughed to himself, "Tough crowd!"
Ranboo peeked into the room, lighting up at the sight of the two newcomers, and then deflating when he remembered their Ghost Hunting troubles.
"Ranboo!" Billzo greeted, dropping his luggage and running over to talk to him.
Ranboo backes up a bit, "Nice to see you- Billzo? Right?"
Billzo nodded, "The one and only."
Aimsey and Tubbo just watched the two with their arms crossed, and unamused frowns on their faces.
"You'd think they're old friends or something if you didn't know that this was their first time meeting each other in real life." Aimsey said to Tubbo with a smirk.
Tubbo shrugged, "Billzo can take him, I just want my house back."
Aimsey smothered a laugh, "Would you like to switch?"
"Nope, I don't want you in my house either." Tubbo smiled.
Aimsey looked at him with an over exaggerated hurt frown, "Ah! How could you be so selfish!"
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Tubbo laughed, "Selfish? He won't stop complaining and saying how great 'America' is!"
"What did you expect?" Aimsey raised an eyebrow.
Tubbo went silent, "I didn't expect anything." He muttered to himself.
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(Later that evening after the stream)
"Oh! Wilbur wants to visit!" Tubbo announced. "He heard from Phil about-"
Ranboo looked over at Tubbo, Tubbo stopped. Aimsey and Billzo looked at them curiously from the couch.
"What? We're going to have to tell them at some point!" Tubbo frowned.
"I know, but can we just wait for Wilbur to arrive." Ranboo said, Aimsey sitting up attentively.
"Tell us about what?" Aimsey asked.
Ranboo sighed, "Something important, but let's wait till Wilbur gets here, please."
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Everyone sat at the kitchen table, Wilbur now also waiting for Ranboo to explain. Even though Wilbur already knew about the ritual and Ghost Hunting bizz. Wilbur wouldn't be able to help with the ritual, he just came to check on Ranboo.
Ranboo sighed, "A-alright, now everytime I explain this no one believes us till they see it. But whatever, uhm we're Ghost Hunters, we fight off ghosts and Tubbo is possessed by a spirit."
Tubbo glared at Ranboo, "So are you, and your ghost is f***ing evil."
"Yeah, I just tell them about you first cause you can show them your cool powers." Ranboo argued.
"Oh yeeeah- I almost forgot about those." Tubbo said with a shrug and a smile.
"How could you 'almost forget' that you can turn invisible and grow stuff?!" Ranboo questioned.
"I don't know. I mean- I have a s*** memory sometimes." Tubbo smirked, shrugging again.
Ranboo the metally face palmed, "So do I, anyways- Okay well, yeah- So that's like, what we needed to tell you."
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Aimsey and Billzo just looked at them for a while. Wilbur turned to Ranboo.
"Wait Tubbo can turn invisible now?!" Wilbur asked curiously.
Ranboo nodded, "Forgot that we didn't tell you that. Tubbo just hasn't used his powers a lot since Hexis just switches with him most of the time. Since we can't do much to ghosts ourselves."
Tubbo drooped a little, "Well you're probably gonna have to use them a little bit for the ritual."
Ranboo looked over at Tubbo in surprise, "Hexis?"
"Both at the moment, remember the cool trick?" Tubbo said.
"Oh- Okay." Ranboo nodded, "That is quite useful, any who-"
"Hey King, wanna see something cool?" Tubbo asked Wilbur, standing up straight again.
Then Tubbo disappeared, Aimsey and Billzo going wide-eyed. Tubbo then reappeared behind Wilbur a moment later.
"Woah! That's f***ing amazing! What the f***." Wilbur said surprised, and laughed softly."
"This can't be real." Aimsey stared at Tubbo in disbelief, Billzo was speechless.
"That's not even half of it!" Tubbo laughed.
Ranboo then grabbed his head dizzily, moaning a little. Tubbo rushed over a little annoyed.
"You alright King?" Tubbo asked, grabbing his arm just in case.
Ranboo groaned and swayed a little, "I think I might go out again in a bit."
"How about you sit down then?" Tubbo asked, pulling out a chair.
Ranboo then at that moment grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor. Everyone at the table rushed over to see if he was alright. Tommy holding Aimsey and Billzo back.
"Ough- I think this one might be worse than normal." Ranboo moaned, curling up into a ball on the floor.
"Oh no- I know this pose." Tubbo backed up and started to push everyone away from Ranboo. "Everyone prepare to protect yourselves!"
Aimsey and Billzo both watched Ranboo in horror as he shook on the floor. Then as Ranboo stood up to reveal his distorted face Billzo nearly passed of from terror. Ranboo growled at the four, falling to all fours and then lunged at them. Billzo passed out. Ranboo stopped right before hitting the group. Then sagged, falling to the ground.
"Oh, that was much worse than expected." Ranboo moaned from the floor.
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