𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍'𝚜 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏 | 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜𝙰𝚄 | [𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿]

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚎

TW// crying, blaming yourself for someone else's potential death, faking happiness

Another filler chapter

3rd person POV

Three weeks. Three weeks since Tubbo and Ranboo had seen their best friend. They both thought he was dead. Tubbo was constantly sad, and Ranboo kept a hopeful and happy-ish mood to try and keep Tubbo happy.

Creak

Tubbo looked over to see Ranboo sitting down on the bed next to him.

"Hey, Ran. What's up?" Tubbo sniffed. He had just finished crying again. Ranboo wrote something down on a piece of paper with his Quill.

'I'm sorry'

"What are you sorry for, Ran?"

'Not waking you up. It's my fault he's gone.'

"What? No, Boo. It's not your fault. It's my fault. I should have woke up on my own." Tubbo said. Ranboo shook his head and tears welled in his eyes. He kept pointing at himself.

'It's not your fault, but mine. Only mine.' Ranboo wrote. 'If only I could have just talked. Then I could have convinced him to stay.'

"Oh, Ranboo..." Tubbo said. "You can't help not talking. I don't like wording it this way, but you're traumatized. It's the trauma, and it's not your fault."

Ranboo burst into tears.

Tubbo pulled him into a hug and they stayed like that for a long while.

Ranboo had been holding in those tears for three whole weeks. Constantly trying to present himself as 'ok' was exhausting.

"Don't blame yourself, Boo. Really, it's nobody's fault if you think about it, right? Tommy was- is...Tommy is strong. I bet he's ok. Honest." Tubbo said. Ranboo nodded.

"Now let's stop blaming ourselves, and let's wait for Tommy to return."

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