quiet love (ranboo x tubbo)

alternative ending

hi :) by the tital you can tell i have an alternative ending... sooo, this is the replacement chapter for "caben in the snow"
have fun!!

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i slowly opend my eyes painfully as i adjust to this new invironment

the hole area was white, and endless. painfully white, i looked to my left to see a flowing river.

it looked cold.

it was a verry clear river as well. it had smoth rocks on the bottom, some rocks had moss. others where bare.

i looked down one side of the river and it was visually endless, same on the other side

i slowly and pain fully crawl to the edge of the river looking at my own reflection in the water.

i had blood all over me, yet no wounds where on my body

i looked and my hands and they where coverd in blood.

fuck i feel tired

my eyes started getting droopy and painfull.

i cant fall asleep right now.

wheres tubbo?

and michael?

are they ok?...

"maybe... a small nap" i mumble to myself as lay down and close my eyes

it felt so relaxing to just lay down... i had no energy in my body

i hope tubbo is ok..

tubbo pov
3 months later

"you know hes in a better place now tubs.. your strong remember big man!! you can do this!! i beleve in you!.." tommys voice slightly cracked as he said this to me.

today i was finaly going to tell michael what happend to ranboo. that hes dead...

"y-yea... i-i gess im just... im worried" i mumbled takeing deep breaths and slightly shakeing

"its ok big man. ranboo was amazing and you know it. michael is going to have beutiful memorys of both of his dads. and of course his handsome unkle!!"

"oh yea. he will deffo remember wilbur, thanks for reminding me tommy" i say laughing at both of our jokes while tommy gives out an offended gasp

"HOW DARE YOU!!!"

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ranboo pov

i sit infront of the familiar river looking into its clear water.

shure it was beutiful but i hated it.

it was a constant reminder of the mistake i had made getting dream to kill me...

fucking idiot..

i miss tubbo allot. i wish i had done it a different way. maybe a bare? or i could of jumped off a cliff?

why did i get dream to kill me?

i bet hes sitting in his house right now laughing at how i just walked to his house asking him to kill me

what a looser

i miss tubbo. i wish i could say sorry

tubbo pov

"im sorry michael but... well, dad cant come home"

i saw pain on his face

"so, when will he be back?"

"m-michael he cant come back"

"is he upset at us? is that why he wont come back?"

"no, no hes not mad at us.. he, he cant come back because hes gone.."

"where?"

"no.. hes... well hes...how do i explain this..."

michael looked up at me with a confused look on his face

"so he cant come back?... will he ever be back again?"

i slowly shook my head "im sorry"

"do you know why?"

"yes.."

he looked down to the floor

"is... is he dead?"

i nodded tears threatend to fall down my cheak..

i knew it was hard for michael to express his emotions. especially negative ones

he crawled over to me and hugged me

"so hes not mad at us?" michael whisperd, his voice cracking

"no michael... hes not mad. he was never mad at us."