A Meeting of the Dead (Ranboo, Ghostbur)

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Context: Ranboo arrives in limbo

Gone. Dead. Passed away.

Sam had taken my final life.

I hadn't known at the time, but I only held one heart within my chest. Probably because I was part enderman.

So when he took that sword and cut my heart in half, I lost my final life.

I remember drifting, alone, for hours. Numb. I couldn't feel anything. I've been here for only a few seconds, or hours, or years. It all blends together.

And then I hear a voice.

I remember that voice, though it's hard to remember anything now.

I follow the voice. I don't know what makes me do it, just a feeling inside of me that tugs me toward it.

I start walking through the darkness. Soon, or maybe not as soon as I think, I see a light in the distance.

I grow closer and closer and soon I can make out the shapes of three individuals, playing cards around a table lit with a lantern.

JSchlatt, Mexican Dream, and Ghostbur.

I sit down at the table silently. They all acknowledge my presence with a simple head nod. A few minutes later, someone speaks.

"Memory already startin to fade?" Schlatt asks. I think hard, trying to remember everything about my life.

"Yeah," I say. "But that's nothing new for me."

"Here, I'll play you a tune, you can sing about it!" Ghostbur says in his echoey, childlike voice.

"No, Ghostbur, we've talked about this. No more songs, it gets stuck in our heads for months. Fuckin time difference." Schlatt mutters.

"Yeah, let's sing!" Mexican Dream says at the same time. Schlatt groans.

Ghostbur starts to play his guitar and Mexican Dream claps along, keeping the beat of what sounded like a sea shanty.

"Go on," Ghostbur says. "It'll help you remember."

With a deep breath, I start to sing.

"He was Tubbo_,
And I was Ranboo Beloved.
We ran away to Snowchester
And got married in Foolish's mansion.

"He and I went on the run,
Don't care about no government.
I'm gonna marry the person I love
Down by the Snowchester border."

Reluctantly, Schlatt starts to clap along, and Ghostbur plays more energetically. Mexican Dream is stomping on the floor to the beat.

"We have one child, our pride and joy:
Micheal_Beloved.
Never had I seen such beauty before,
The moment that we saw him.
He's the reason I lost my life,
Traded mine for his in the middle of strife.
I won't be there to see him grow old.
I hope someday he can forgive me."

The song slows near the end. Ghostbur picks up where I left off.

"I first remember a train station,
Where I spent all of my days.
Then one day I was in the world, and
I couldn't be happier.

"He was a sheep named Friend,
And I was Ghostbur newly dead.
We ran around in the SMP,
With only the happy memories.

"I can't remember sadder times,
No those events wiped from my mind.
But Friend and I, that was enough,
Until Tommy asked for a favor.
He's the reason I lost my life.
Tricked and killed by his enemy's hand.
I came back here and left Friend alone.
I hope someday he can forgive me."

The song and clapping continued until, reluctantly, Schlatt gave his own verse.

"My first day on the SMP,
I ran for president for a country,
That I'd never stepped foot inside.
They tallied the votes and it was mine.

"He was my vice named Quackity,
And I was President JSchlatt.
We took control of the country,
But now I've been replaced by Glatt.

"It was the shock, I think, that did it
But I know that I was drinking too.
They crowded 'round and my heart just stopped.
I blame fucking Wilbur.
He's the reason I lost my life.
Went mad after my won government.
Insisted L'Manberg wasn't mine,
Yes he's the one who killed me."

The song slowed to a stop.

They went back to the card game.

And continued for eternity.

Lmao I never know how to end these.

I heard Ed Sheran's Nancy Mulligan and wanted to make covers for the characters in limbo, so that's exactly what I did!

Have a great day! <3

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