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YOUR DAILY CATBOO IMAGE ⬇️

I was sitting on Jack's floor as Jack sat at his desk. The two of us were doing homework, and Catboo was sitting next to me, staring out the window. I almost would say that he's lost in thought.

We had taken off the service animal vest when we got home from school. People had mixed opinions on Catboo.

Friends like James were excited that I was finally getting help for my declining mental state. People who I wasn't as close with just thought that he was adorable, and that the split fur color was cool.

But the people who liked to pick on me thought that I was doing it all for attention.

There was no noise in Jack's room, and I hated silence. I also hated small talk. You're only making things more awkward, so what was the point?

"Hey Jack," I began. "Can you pull out your speaker and play music or something?"

"Yeah, I think I have the perfect song," he said.

He pulled out his Bluetooth speaker the shape of a soda can, and set it on his desk. He went on to YouTube and looked up a specific song. As an ad played (since neither of us were willing to pay for YouTube premium), he explained what the song was about.

"Someone took the vocals to 'All time low' by Jon Bellion, and edited them to fit the background music to 'Burn the house down' by AJR. It's called 'Burn the all time low,' and I think you're going to like it."

The ad finished, and the song began to play.

I had to admit, it was a good song. And it killed the silence, so that made it even better.

Jack's phone got a notification, and he got excited.

"Tubbo's live! And it's about something irl," Jack shouted happily.

"How do you know that," I asked.

"It says in the title of the stream!"

He turned it on, and I heard everything clearly because the phone was still connected to the speaker.

"Some people may be wondering where Ranboo has been these past few days," a voice said. "He has been very sick, and hasn't been able to stream."

The voice saying that sounded very sad, so I was skeptical. I was pretty sure there was something more happening.

When Catboo heard the voice though, he immediately broke concentration with whatever he was staring at outside. He jumped up on the desk, and started pawing at the screen.

I

Was the knight in shining armor in your movie~

"Aw, looks like Catboo's a fan of Ranboo's platonic husband," Jack cooed.

Catboo began meowing, and he sounded distressed.

I

I been tryin to fix my pride but that shit's broken

That shit's broken

"Hey, it's okay bud," I said, walking over to the desk.

"Do you think he knew Tubbo before now? Maybe Tubbo was his old owner," Jack said excitedly.

"Then how would he end up under your bed?"

"How should I know?"

Lie

Lie, la lie, I try to hide but now you know it

That I'm at an all time

Low low la la la low low low low low low la la la low low low low low low la la la low low low low low

Catboo's head dipped down, as if in defeat. I picked him up, and began to pet his back.

"Don't worry bud. It's going to be okay," I tried to reassure.

But now all I could think of was, where the hell did this cat come from?