[𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘋𝘶𝘰 𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴] Ranboo x Tubbo 🌼

#4 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

This story is from Tales of the SMP "Masquerade" :D
I actually saw a similar one shot to this one- but- i decided to make it different <3

Made: may 22nd

(It was my birthday yesterday :D
Officially older💅)
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Tw: Slight mention of Murder, Sensitive stuff
(Not as bad as you think-)
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Sir Billiam pov:

I was walking outside my mansion, thinking of who to invite to my "party" next-

I saw something move in the bush next to me.
I slowly took out my knife, just to make sure that the Thing in the bush, isn't a person who would like to kill me or something-.

To my surprise, it was a boy.
He looked pretty beaten up by the world.
He had a nice posture, and a good looking face.

So i thought .. "Why not make him my butler?"

*I mean- he can help out Butler-
I would need to give them nicknames for knowing which one i want to call at the moment tho-*

I didn't find that as a problem so i took the unconscious kid into my arms and carried him to the mansion.

*Ugh- my freshly cleaned suit is ruined now-* i thought.
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Butler immediately opened up the door.

He gave me a confused/terrified look.
*He doesn't think i killed him does he?*

"You have privileges to speak from now on for 5 minutes" i said.

"Thank you sir..." Butler said.
"What happened?" He added, worried apparently.

"I found him behind the mansion, unconscious, and scarred" I said.

"Take him to your room and treat his wounds. I have to take care of something" I said, and went to the laundry to clear my robe of blood after the boy.
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Ranbutler pov:

I took the precious, scarred boy onto my arms, bridal style.
I carried him to my room and laid him down, on my bed.

My room is small, but it's enough for me.
As Sir Billiam said, "Poor people do not deserve anything."

I don't believe it, I'm not poor myself, but I never told Sir Billiam about it.
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I went for a first-aid kit with bandages and disinfectants to clean the wounds on his hands, shoulders, and head.

He looked really beaten up.. i wonder what happened....

I slowly took of his T-shirt and I bandaged the wound on his stomach.

Looks like he had to cut himself a little while crawling through the thicket-

I felt bad for the guy..
Shame he was gonna die here anyway...

He looks a little quite too pretty to die so young- I'm pretty sure even Sir Billiam noticed.

He has curly, fluffy, hazel-brown hair that reaches his face, covering his eyes.
He also has freckles all over his cheeks. Red-ish pink lips.

Not fat but not too skinny... Just- a perfect boy.

How could somebody want to hurt him?
I didn't understand.

I put a blanket over him, and waited before he woke up.

Which he did in like- 15 minutes.
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He jumped as he woke up, terrified look in his eyes.

I could barely see them, but i could tell he was indeed very, very scared.

He looked at me, as if i would've kidnaped him.
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"WHO ARE YOU-" He practically yelled.