《Dsmp agere oneshots (requests welcome!)》too small (vent)
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Little! Cc! Ranboo
Cg! No one
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Ranboo stood in front of the mirror, staring blankly at the reflection. His mind drew blanks, he couldn't remember who that was. Who was that? Why was it looking back at him, who even was he anyways. His eyebrows pinched together, still staring as he tried to remember. That certainly wasn't him, that had to he someone else. But if he couldn't remember who he was, was he even real then? Slowly, ranboo picked up his phone, messaging his best friend tubbo. His friend had told him to always give him a heads up if he ever was regressing. So as he clicked send, tubbo read that message, sending a quick 'okay' and nothing else. Going offline soon afterwards. Dragging his feet across the floor, ranboo entered his room. Slowly laying himself on his bed, his limbs quickly began to feel like noodles. His head becoming unusually heavy, making it hard for him to move. His eyes still just stared straight ahead, not many coherent thought made it through his mind.
Who was he again?
Was he even real?
He couldnt be, he doesn't even know his own name
He felt like he was slowly fading away
Everything eventually became too much, silent tears slowly rolled down his cheeks. Soaking up the sheets he laid upon. Tubbo wouldn't talk to him, he had no one. Why did everyone leave him? Did they not like him anymore? Hot tears continued to stream down his cheeks, a whimper made its way out his throat. Before loud sobs filled the air, the empty house had never felt this cold before, never this empty and hallow. Everything seemed a thousand times louder, ranboo couldnt move, he couldnt talk. Words trapped in his throat, making him beyond frustrated. And still, while this all happened, he still had no fucking clue who he was. Names like 'murphy' 'ghostie' even 'stuart' raced through his mind, trying to find something with some familiarity to it. But it never truly hit the mark that it needed to. Hiccuping, his eyes fluttered closed, sleep finally brought comfort to the boy. Allowing for peace to reach his mind, knowing when ranboo would wake up, he'd finally remember.
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