Monachopsis

Chapter 19

CW: Probably bad grammar (idk I haven't proofread yet), mentions of abuse, mentions of death, guilt tripping, drinking, drinking underage, meltdowns, and sadness. (Comment if I've missed any)

Ranboo's eyes blinked repeatedly, trying to get rid of the sleep in his eyes. Turning their head, three figures were laying on the couch as well. It took Ranboo a second to come to his senses. 'Wait, HEH?! WHERE AM I- Oh. Those two kids said they knew dad. Why'd I trust them again?' He messed with his hands as they asked themself.

'Just breathe, dude. Ok. So, that one taking up half of my pillow is...Dream? I think that's what he said his name was. Weird. Ok ok. Then, the long-haired brunette dude...chick? Person? Person. Well, they're Eret...I think.' Blinking again, Ranboo grabbed his phone. '1:46. Great. Now, pink haired dude. Wasn't his name Technoblade? Or something?' That's a weird name. Oh yes, my name is a style of fast, heavy electronic dance music, typically with few or no vocals, plus blade, as in something you kill things with. Very inviting.' Looking at their hand as they set their phone down, a marker-skeleton hand startled them.

'Wait.' Flipping off the blanket covering him, thousands of drawings stared back at him. 'Well great.' Looking back at Techno, they studied his position. His body laid against the armrest, and his head was probably propped up with his hand before going to sleep, due to his hand's awkward position on the armrest, hanging off it's ledge. Looking at his face, a marker-mustache ruined the actually-decent makeup done on him. Pink hair covered the back of the sofa.

'His neck's gonna hurt later. Like hell.'

"Hey, um, anyone up?" Ranboo thought he might as well see.

"Yeah." Dream's voice was muffled due to being face-down in the pillow. He flipped onto his back but stayed laying down. "What's up Ranman?"

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Ranboo squeezed their eyes as they woke up. Grabbing his phone, he checked the time. 'Ah, 6. Fun.' Turning their head, they looked to Tubbo. 'Sleep well, Bee.' Slipping out of bed, Ranboo grabbed a floral button up and put it on swiftly, the orange and red of the shirt looked nice with the white sports-bra type crop-top with his white boxers. Walking out of their room, they took one last look at Toby through the crack in the door.

"Love you Toby."

Slowly closing the door, he started to the kitchen; grabbing a mug—Micheal had made it with Phil—by its wonky handle and putting it under the Keurig and making some coffee. The pink, orange, and purple mug struck a cord in Ranboo's heart, but they ignored the sting of its backlash. Grabbing a note and a pen, he scribbled a sappy note before ending it with "I'm at Will's if you need me, love you Bee." Grabbing three slices of bread, they slid them into the toaster oven, leaving the note on the table. Ranboo opened a cabinet and pulled out a shaker cup and a slid the container filled with Slimfast powder towards him. Ranboo's big on the aesthetics, what can I say.

Grabbing the milk jug, they started making their breakfast shake. 'Rich Chocolate Royale is literally the only good flavor.' He smiled as he shook the drink. *beep!* 'ah, the toast!' Sliding over (he's wearing fuzzy socks) to the toaster, he pulls the three slices out. They covered one in 1/2 peanut butter and 1/2 jelly, the other two in Nutella, placed their shake down, grabbed the coffee and placed it next to the plate with the toast, topped off with the note stuck to the plate. Grabbing one piece of Nutella toast and his drink, he headed to the Minecraft's apartment.

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Azure woke up with Will's hot breath on their neck. Wilbur, who had been spooned by Azure when they went back to sleep, was now facing them, his chin on their shoulder. Azure hadn't moved, but had his arms wrapped around Will. Slowly and carefully, Azure slipped away and put on one of Will's sweaters—They were wearing just a sports bra—and stole some tan culotte shorts. Slipping out the door, they were met with Techno making coffee.