Ranboo is triggered into an enderwalk trance, leading to the death of his husband and the burning of his house. When he finds a mysterious line written in his journal, Ranboo suspects the terrorist Dream is behind the plot. But even the simplest ans...
After his chance encounter with The Egg, Ranboo realized this mystery was getting out of hand. He was in way over his head, drowning in what had become a server-wide scandal. The sentient needed reinforcements. Sure, he had Fundy, but he needed someone tougher, more adept at handling volatile situations- should things get tricky. He needed someone who wasn't directly tied to a government...and he knew exactly who to call.
Ranboo hitched a ride on an abandoned, wooden boat, and sailed off to The Syndicate's territory. And when he opened the door to Phil's house, he was immediately met with a fierce hug. "Papa! Papa!"
Ranboo laughed as he stumbled back from the impact. "Hello, Michael. Have you been good for Grandpa Phil?"
The little piglin's eyes shined with glee as he clung to his father's leg. He jumped for joy, unable to contain his excitement. "Grandpa!" the piglin shouted over his shoulder. "Papa's home!"
"I see that," the old man chuckled. Philza stood in his flowing green robes, slouched against the doorway to the kitchen. He smiled at his son in-law and young, grandchild, happy to have them both under one roof again. "Don't worry," he said. "He's just excited to see you."
"I can tell," Ranboo cooed. The being crouched down to his son's level and pat the child's head affectionately. He adored spending time with the piglin, but there were pressing concerns he needed addressed: "Say, Phil? Have you seen Technoblade? I need to speak with him."
The elder shook his head. "No, mate. Techno's been gone for days. Said something about going to the prison."
What little color Ranboo had on the white side of his face instantly paled. He had warned the Blood God to stay away from the prison for obvious reasons, and now he'd gone and done just that. If Dream was able to manipulate the warrior piglin, there was no telling what the fate of the sever would be. He had to find Techno, now.
"I have to go," the sentient muttered. He shoot up to a stand and made to leave. "I'll be back-"
"Wait!" Philza cried. Ranboo turned back to throw a confused stare at his elder, wondering why Philza would try and stop him.
"Before you go," Philza started, "someone dropped this off for Tubbo." The man removed a single envelope from an inner pocket of his robes. "It's a letter from Eret."
Ranboo stilled as he processed his father in-law's words. It never ends, does it? The being thought, bitterness scraping at his soul. It's just another piece to the puzzle...
Without another word, Ranboo walked up to Phil and snatched the letter right out of his hand. All this uncertainty around his platonic husband was driving Ranboo insane; maybe now he'd finally get some answers. The sentient unfolded the single page of parchment, and stared down at the inked words.
Tiny hands tugged at the ends of Ranboo's coat. "Papa, what does it say? What does it say?" the little piglin asked. "Is Dada come home?"
The blood in Ranboo's veins ran ice cold. Am I imagining this? He thought, bewildered by his son's question. Did Michael just ask-? Then, it clicked. The sentient slowly raised his gaze to glower down at his father in-law, his piercing stare freezing the man where he stood. "Did you seriously not tell him about Tubbo?"
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Philza didn't tell Michael his father was dead....Oh, our poor little piglin child :'(
Vote to save baby from tears D":
And, as always, thank you so much for the support and reads on this book! Y'all are amazing- please never forget that! <333
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