#﹛somebody that I used to know﹜ awesamdude - asks

[cherubim-of-vvkastel]

💭 + Dancing

Do your characters know how to dance? Who’s the best dancer, and who constantly steps on their partner’s toes? How do they ask someone to dance? What’s their favorite dance style? Etc. etc.

c!Awesamdude

Sam is definitely one of my less coordinated muses when it comes to casual dancing. Depending on whether he's a centaur or bipedal, his ability to dance shifts in many ways. He's never received any official dance lessons unless you want to count swaying from side to side while he's working his many jobs.

After the creation of Las Nevadas, however, Sam had stepped up his game to keep bringing in business and money in any way possible. It's no secret that Sam works at the Las Nevadas club or was supposed to after it was officially opened.

If you ask Sam to slow dance with you, there is a very high chance he will step on your toes or hold onto you so tight his claws tear your shirt. If you ask Sam to show you how he likes to dance, you'll find yourself sitting down while Sam spins and twists around a pole as if it is an extension of himself.

He's far more comfortable on a stage dancing with himself than a partner, so it is incredibly rare for him to ask someone to dance unless it's in the comfort of his own home. In that case, he'll kick on some jazzy country-style tunes and spin you around with no rhyme or rhythm.

c!Luzuriaga

Luzu doesn't dance — or at least that's what he'll try to tell you. Overall, Luzu isn't necessarily good or bad at dancing. He's perfectly average. With a body built for archery and running, he has no issues dipping his partners or catching them if they stumble, but don't expect him to pull any crazy calculated moves.

Luzu's always preferred watching others dance as opposed to getting involved himself, though he has a massive soft spot for holding a partner close and swaying side to side.

He feeds off of others and their energy, so if they're jumping all around, he's guaranteed to eventually laugh and dance with at least a little more energy than before.

c!Punz

Dance is Punz's first language. It is the language they speak before opening their mouth, the language they constantly express despite their pursed lips or deep looks. As a bee hybrid, they often express their emotions and needs through body language — shimmying their shoulders, tapping their feet, and shivering with full body shakes. Dance comes as naturally to Punz as breathing.

Because dance acts more as a language than an art form for Punz, they don't mind any specific style. They can pick up on the subtle intentions between certain types of dance on top of the feelings of the dancers themselves.

Gestures, gestures, gestures, everything Punz does revolves around movements. When they speak, they have to sign it out physically, or else it doesn't seem to have the right emphasis on it. Even when they try to keep still, their wings will rub together in an antsy buzz, and they will shift on their feet.

They will never get upset if someone grabs them and starts swaying (curious, maybe, but never upset). Safe to say, Punz is dancing with everyone every chance they get!

c!Quackity

If you want to keep your toes in tack, do not dance with Quackity. She has the worst duck feet you have ever seen. There is no dancing bone in her body as she stumbles over a chorus or staggers in her heels after a quick spin.

No matter how much time you spend trying to teach Quackity how to dance, she will somehow always find a way to step on your toe or foot or will slip up over her own shoes like a newborn lamb still gathering her bearings. It's quite funny when you consider that she's never on the dance floor save for when she's handing out drinks or encouraging people to give it a shot.

Quackity is a host first and foremost. She will be a pretty face with an even prettier mouth, but don't expect much of a show on the types of dances she's capable of doing. Ballroom? She can't keep the motions. Tango? She'll fall and drag you down with her. Hip-hop? The only thing spinning with her is her eyes when she's landed on her ass in front of a crowd.

If you happen to have the patience to try to teach her, Quackity will prove to be a laughing mess who can't keep a straight face. You'll eventually land yourself jumping around like an uncoordinated toddler and having just as much fun regardless.

c!Sapnap

For the sake of this headcanon, consider that c!BBH is Sapnap's canonical father; I've always thought about how a presumed immortal demon would raise another much younger demon. Sapnap was raised to adjust to the ever-changing history and life of the Overworld. He would have been faced with monarchy sooner or later.

Because of this, Sapnap was taught how to ballroom dance from a very young age. It was one of their pastimes as father and son, spinning around in an open field while BBH hummed a tune for them to keep beat to. As a kid, he wasn't perfect, but it was an excellent way to get his wildfire energy under control.

As an adult, Sapnap doesn't find as much time to dance as he used to, especially since he's separated from his father and had to deal with several wars and the constant shifting of a monarchy to presidencies — he also just thinks no one would want to dance with him.

When he does get the chance, Sapnap is phenomenal. He tends to shift from the follower to the lead depending on his partner's comfort level, but regardless, he is smooth and graceful. He insists that it isn't just the lead who controls the dance but the follower's job to keep pace and compliment every turn to create the right feel.

Sapnap has always been on the more shy end of inviting others to dance. Sometimes, he'll just offer his hand; other times, he's moping and muttering that he's bored, and they "might as well show everyone up." If it genuinely means something deep to him, he'll grin like a dork and mock a bow, "Dance with me, yeah? C'mon, dude, I can't do it alone."

These are just a few of my muses! Thank you for the headcanon suggestion <3

[itsberrisa]

Enough For You

WARNING: PLEASE READ A/N AT END! sorry if this fic sucks, it’s my first one lolz. This is more leaned to a fem!reader. It also has a bit dream x reader but the main focus is awesamdude! Enjoy :D

I wore makeup when we dated

'Cause I thought you'd like me more

Being with Clay should’ve made me feel loved. He was tall, funny, smart, and somehow knew how to put a smile on everyone’s face with his laughter booming in any room he was in. I don’t know where it all went wrong and why I couldn’t fix it.  

“___” He said. I looked up from my phone. He moved his head off my lap and sat up straight and shoved his phone up to my face, “___” He started again, “Do you think she’s pretty?” I looked at the photo he had pulled up, it was some girl I was unfamiliar with, “Yeah, I guess” I said while looking away from his phone and trying to go back to the game I was on. “Do you like her style?” He slowly moved his phone away from my face. “Yeah, it's nice” I wasn’t sure why he was asking me this about some girl on the internet. “ I like her style too, maybe she can give you some inspiration to maybe try to look decent.” 

‘What the hell does that mean?’ I shifted more away from him subtly, “What’s wrong with how I dress now?” I asked. He shrugged his shoulders, “I just think you could try to at least look more put together when we go out.” I turn my eyes down away from him now absorbed in my thoughts. Did he really just say that? He got up and stretched out his arms, “Alright, well, I’m gonna get going, I gotta meet the guys in 10 minutes.” “But I thought tonight was gonna be our movie night?” I got up and crossed my arms while following him towards the door. “Come on, ___, We’ll do it another night” He quickly put on his jacket and bent down and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “See ya.” 

The next second, you were gone

And you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

I knew I shouldn’t have come to the event. Seeing him there felt like I was drowning. His arm was wrapped around the same girl that was on his phone that night. She was beautiful, her hand found itself clinging onto his bicep, her laugh was even perfect. I had cried for the past few weeks and here he was, having a blast with the pretty girl in his arms and his boys beaming up at him. 

“___.” I turned around quickly and saw it was Sam. His signature smile was beaming at me and he had a red solo cup in his left hand and his right was in the air waving towards me. I quickly try to force a smile upon my face as he approaches me.

“Hey Sam, Happy Birthday” I said while giving him his gift and giving him a side hug. “I didn’t think you were gonna show” He said while wrapping his hand around my shoulders and moving us back into the house. 

“Well you’re my best friend Sam, even Clay couldn’t make me miss this.” His hand slowly moves away from its place on my shoulders. 

“Hey, I’m sorry about that, it’s just he’s also my friend and I did-” I quickly cut Sam off with the wave of my hand and set my gift down on the island countertop. 

“Sam, really it’s fine. It’s been 3 weeks okay, I’m fine, I just want to celebrate you and your birthday today.” Sam looks down at me and sets his solo cup down. I look away from him and towards the window’s that give us a view of the party outside. 

“He’s a dick, ___. You didn’t deserve him.” Sam says while reaching out to interlock our fingers. I look up at him, tears making their way to my eyes. 

“I just wanted to be enough for him” I say while a quiet sob comes out of me. I quickly find myself trapped in Sam’s hold. It felt nice being held like this, it was different from Clay’s hold. Sam was stroking my hair and giving my shoulder a small gentle squeeze. I felt secure like nothing could hurt me again.  

‘Cause someday I'll be everything to somebody else

And they'll think that I am so exciting

And you'll be the one who's crying

It’s been a clean 2 months since Clay and I called it quits. I’ve found myself going out more with Sam. He was nice to be around. He always found a way to put a smile on my face even when I was sobbing my eyes out to Taylor Swift. He sat down and watched the Twilight Saga movies on repeat with me and didn’t complain once. Sam made me feel things, things I never felt with Clay. I didn’t know how to deal with these emotions and I didn’t feel like rushing anything anytime soon. 

“Hey ___, I forgot the bananas but I hope strawberries can be sufficient enough for your ice cream” Sam’s voice booms in my apartment. I quickly got out of my room and met him in the kitchen. 

“Thank you again, Sam. You really don’t need to do this for me. Or anything really.” I say with my arms crossed and slowly moving towards the groceries to put them away. 

Sam laughs and helps take things out of the bag. “___, If you asked me to get rid of the sun because it was bothering you, I would.” I laugh at the thought of Sam trying to get rid of the sun. He stops and looks at me, 

“_____, I’m serious. I’d do anything for you.” I stopped at what I was doing and looked at him.  

“What” I said softly. He moves towards me, replacing the yogurt that was in my hands and sets it down gently while grabbing both of my hands. 

“___, These past few months I’ve tried so hard not to fall for you, but I can’t. You don’t have to say anything but I like you. A lot. I love the way you never get tired of watching those movies, the way you scrunch your nose while looking at the street cats we pass by on our walks, or the way you compliment people even if they tell you to shut up.” 

I look down at our hands, “Sam, I like you too, but-”

He looks away from my eyes and slowly lets go, “Ah, fuck, I screwed it all up” 

I grab his hands again, “BUT, I want to take this slow. Sam, you are the only thing in my life that has stayed consistent and I can’t lose that.” 

He looks back at me and smiles. “I can go slow” I scrunch my nose up at him and smile. 

 No, nothing's enough for you

Sam and I finally committed to a full relationship. It only took us 5 months but, we were happy, no, WE ARE happy. I was not only enough for Sam, but I was enough for myself. Clay still tries to contact me, but I realized no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t fix him, only he can do that. I’m perfectly satisfied with my life and I can only hope he’s satisfied with his life too. 

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A/N: AHHHHHHH my first fic! I’m so nervous on how everyone is going to react, this is based off the song ‘Enough For You” by Olivia Rodrigo. Wow, my first fic and its also a song fic. Let’s see how long it will take me to archive this post ahhhhhhhh! Also sorry but the fic has more of a lean to a fem!reader, I’ll try hard to make gn!reader but I don’t want to overstep my boundaries if it makes anyone uncomfortable!! I also don’t know if I overstepped any dsmp member boundaries, I tried my best not to do anything controversial. 

[mcyt-amber-tftsmp]

𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 {𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐛 + 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫}

Request?: Fanvergent5

Character: Ranbob

Side Character(s): none

Story-type: Platonic

Story Length: 1450 words

AU or Not: It just takes place after the incidents just ranbob becoming a bit calmer and regrets killing the fishermen off and decided to not do it again like ever

Time Period: Future

Plot Summary: Y/N reintroduces Ranbob to the outside world that she's from. There could be new things he's never seen before cause of how long he's been underwater. Eventually y/n asks about Mizu and when Ranbob tells say he doesn't remember much they go looking through the library they originally found (Karl's library)

Small Info: Maybe Karl's library in Mizu could include some of the other places he's traveled to or even the truth of all the dsmp characters Ranbob would be OOC!

Keywords:

Y/N = Your Name

Trigger Warning: none

Normal Warning: Cringe writing- and practically short! ;-; oof!

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Third person Point Of View~

"So what's it like in the Outside World you are from?"

Those words left Ranbob's mouth as he looked at you. He hasn't really been to the overword for a really long time and has been in Mizu for most of his life and he could tell many things have changed after 11 years of staying down here. Y/N could tell.

"Eh! It's alright to be honest. There are people who are nice and then there are people who chose to be rude and obnoxious. In my opinion majority of the people where I come from are actually nice." She started.

This actually made Ranbob want to know more.

"Can I know more if you don't mind about where you come from?" He asked as you looked at him as a smile formed on your face as you nodded.

"Yeah sure!" You said as you started to tell him.

You told him how there in your town many people help each other when they are in need, how the town baker is always there and giving the poor people on the streets food for free and how there is a big library which stands out the most in the town. You even told him about how there is always an event of gladiators that takes place in the Subbin Empire led by King Porkius VII.

Ranbob's eyes lit up at the things you said. It was pretty fascinating how in eleven years things could change for the better. To be honest he missed the outside world a lot. But he's grown so used to being here that it would be a bit weird for him when he goes back but he will be able to manage hopefully.

"There are also mobs which happen to spawn at night but thankfully they don't really cause that much havoc like they used to. The endermen mobs are pretty much peaceful and don't attack as much when you accidentally look them in the eyes." You said finishing what you had to say.

"Woah... I guess a lot of things have changed." Ranbob said as you nodded.

"Mhm! So do you mind if I get to know more about the City of Mizu? If that's okay by you?" You asked as Ranbob slowly nodded.

"Sure I really don't mind just the problem is that I don't really have that much of a good memory. I may have taken that from my ancestor. But there is a library that could give a good explanation on things considering many of the history laying around here are mostly wrong. I have the key for that." He said as he ushered you to follow him to it.

It was a long walk but you two made small talk and would crack small jokes every once in a while. Those had to die down when you reached the vast door of what you thought lead to the library. Ranbob put the key through the lock and turned it to open the door which revealed a huge library filled with books and shelves and many parchments, books and quills.

"I will be honest with you. I found this library a month ago. Back then I didn't really have access to this place since I couldn't find the key and would forget in seconds as to what I was doing. I managed to find this key in some room which I am sorry, I may have forgotten." Ranbob said rubbing his neck in embarrassment.

"It's alright Ranbob." You said as you looked around the place as you took out a few books to read.

You found a book which had some information on a person by the name Ranboo. You guessed that he was Ranbob's ancestor considering the name Ran and the fact that they are both half enderman and half something else. You read through the pages once you came to a part which you found very interesting.

"Hey Ranbob did you know that Ranboo was platonically married to a guy named Tubbo and adopted a zombie piglin child named Michael?" You asked which Ranbob looked a bit shocked and slightly pissed and this made you giggle slightly.

You went through other books and came across another book which was about a person named Karl Jacobs. he seemed to be pretty intriguing to say the least considering he had two fiances named SapNap and Quackity. Ranbob didn't seem to like the Quackity guy since he told him about how he was slightly stupid and other stuff.

What other interesting thing about Karl was how he was a time traveler. It showed the many places he had been into which consisted of the past, present and future. It was something very exciting yet it was dangerous.

You also read on about another guy who happened to be Demigod/god figure. Somebody by the name FoolishG. He wasn't an all powerful God like DreamXD who you guessed was Dream's brother or something. Though the one thing about Gods which made you feel intimidated was their height which reaches like 20 feet or above. Again it was very scary.

You also read about how there was a Red Egg which was a huge danger to the entire Dream SMP which existed a while back in the past. Sources say that it had been defeated hopefully for it to never come back for the second time.

You had hoped it never comes back after what you read from this. Ranbob was pretty much praying for that egg to not come back either since he doesn't seem to like the idea of getting infected or something.

You wnet through other characters like Eret, GeorgeNotFound, Captain Puffy, Awesamdude, Ponk, BadBoyHalo, Skeppy, Philza Minecraft, Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, Tubbo, Purpled, Technoblade, Punz, Niki Nihachu, Hannah Rose and so on.

After all the reading you noticed how late it was and told Ranbob that you had to get going. Ranbob nodded as he led you out of the library as he closed it quickly behind you and went with you to the entrance.

You went towards your boat as Ranbob looked at you. You came up with an idea as you looked at Ranbob.

"Hey Ranbob?" She asked.

"Hm?" He hummed in response.

"Do you want to go to with me to see the outside world? I thought you would want to go see it yourself since you had a lot of interest and whatnot." You said as Ranbob pondered.

He did want to go but did he want to right now? He wasn't really sure. Plus it was night time and he didn't feel like going at this time right now so he shook his head.

"Don't get me wrong I do want to but not right now. Maybe another time." He said as you nodded.

"I get it. Though let me know whenever you want to cause this isn't the last time I am coming back here. You are a really great company to have. Can we be friends though?" She said and asked which brought a smile on Ranbob's face.

"Sure." he said with a nod.

"Alright! See you tomorrow! Bye Ranbob!" You said as you sailed away on your boat by rowing the paddles.

"Bye Y/N!" He said as he watched until you disappeared out of sight.

To be honest it felt really nice talking to someone and not killing them off for once. He actually felt happy knowing he had found a friend. He was actually looking forward for you to come back tomorrow. He sighed and went down the ladder.

This time he was very happy and smiling without having to kill off anyone.

Guess this was something he had been missing his whole life.

A very good friend.

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[mythrilhusk]

Korosensei Never Dies - Chapter 4

Words - 1752 Ao3 Version  Chapter 3 (Last) Chapter 5 (Next)

"Rise!" Tommy barks out. Quackity winks at Sapnap as he reaches for the weapons supplied by Bad. "Bow!" Quackity refuses to give even a shallow nod to Technoblade. The bastard doesn't deserve respect. "Lock on!" 

"Duck, motherfuckers!!" Quackity laughs and raises both revolvers, firing both in rapid succession. The unnaturally quiet explosions don't prepare him at all for the powerful recoils, and his weapons nearly fly from his hands. "Fuck!" He adjusts his grip on both and fires again and again. 

Beside him, Sapnap has dropped to the floor and now crawls under the desks, a dagger in one hand. Tommy's team fires their useless guns at the same time as the Ducklings; they're providing a useful distraction, so Quackity forgives the noise. 

At the back of the class, Philza laughs, seeming unconcerned for the safety of his friend. Technoblade simply takes the bullets, scowling at the class. He catches one bullet in his fingers and crushes it. The gunfire peters out. 

Quackity growls in frustration as he reloads his revolvers. The special bullets did nothing. Fuck Badboyhalo and his fucking useless equipment. 

"K, if you're done, we have a quiz to get to." 

"Fuck you." Quackity snarls. "Just die already!" 

"Nah." Technoblade picks up one of the bullets and inspects it. "Heh? Which one of you is working with the Hunters?" 

"The fuck are you talking about??" 

"Die!" Sapnap leaps from the floor and slashes at Technoblade's arm. 

Technoblade deflects the blow, knocking the dagger from Sapnap's hand.  Sapnap reveals a grenade and pulls the pin, leaping at Technoblade.

"Sapnap!!" Quackity shrieks, cold with horrified disbelief. 

The next seconds blur together. Sapnap has a grip on Technoblade's cloak and releases the grenade's handle, shoving it against the monster's chest. But then Sapnap flies back with a shocked yelp, landing on Quackity in an undignified heap.  A muffled explosion detonates; the class screams, shouts; all the noise hurts. 

"You motherfucking idiot, what the hell were you thinking??" Quackity hugs Sapnap tight, afraid to let go lest the stupid lug find a new way to get himself killed. 

"Sorry, Quackity." Sapnap says in a breathless, stunned laugh. "I wanted to avenge your family." 

"Don't make me avenge you, too!" Quackity untangles himself from Sapnap and brushes the dust out of his friend's hair. "You fucking idiot, you would've died!" 

"Two stars." Techno intones, his voice hoarse and pained. Did he seriously eat the grenade?? "For an exceedingly stupid suicide attempt." 

Sapnap glowers sullenly at the ground as he sits back down. Quackity glares at the bullet-pocked whiteboard behind Technoblade. 

Techno saved Sapnap's life. He could have let the boy die, could have let his other students be injured by the shrapnel. None of the weapons supplied by Bad did anything. Techno wouldn't have been harmed by the grenade. So why? Why the hell would he save Sapnap?? 

"K, since you kids seem determined to not have any common sense at all, I'm goin' to lay down a few ground rules for assassinations." Techno picks up a marker, stares at the ruined whiteboard, then puts the marker down again. "One, no explosives anywhere near yourselves or other students." 

"Why do you care, big man?" Tubbo asks brightly. 

"I don't, but it's rather inconvenient if I have to explain to President Skeppy that he shouldn't pull the kill switch on my only friend because you kids were dumb enough to blow yourselves up." Technoblade glowers at everyone in the class. "Two, poisons and toxins don't work, so don't even bother. Three, outside help is allowed as long as you don't endanger Philza or your fellow students." 

"Wait, kill switch?? What's a fucking kill switch??" Tommy slams his fist on the desk. 

"A bomb, mate." Philza says lightly. "There's a bomb in my chest that can go off at any time Skeppy chooses." 

"That's majorly fucked up." Tommy glares at nobody in particular. 

"I like bombs. They're fun to make." Tubbo says, completely unprompted. 

Quackity just sits in silence and tries to process the events, the situation, the emotions. It's all a confusing mess. 

At the end of the day, the students file out of their classroom. Quackity remains in his seat, gesturing for Sapnap and the Ducklings to go on without him. He gathers his courage. 

"Techno." He says, his voice shaking despite his best efforts to be tough and intimidating. 

"Quackity." Techno replies without intonation, busy grading quizzes. 

"Fuck you for killing my parents." Quackity snarls in a rush of heady adrenaline. "But- but I guess I should be motherfucking grateful you saved Sapnap. That- that was fucking decent of you." 

Technoblade looks up, meeting Quackity's glare with brightly glowing irises. "You are completely justified in hating me. I'm not going to pretend I've ever been a good person." 

"Why do you hurt people??" 

"Because, Quackity. I have goals. And certain people stand in the way of those goals. The only universal language is violence." 

"That- that's fucking bullshit." Quackity stands up, anger pounding in his throat. "My parents never did anything wrong to you." 

"They were the government, Quackity. And all governments are inherently corrupt." 

"Are- are you going to kill me, too??" 

"Why would I do that? Your government has been disbanded. Any inheritance you may have is to a broken, obliterated system." 

"Are you going to kill President Skeppy?" Quackity snaps, hungry for answers, curious to see the extent of Technoblade's ambitious anarchy. 

Technoblade smiles. The unpleasant look doesn't reach his eyes. "Oh, his fate was sealed the moment he entered office." 

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President Skeppy paces in his office. His time is running out. "Sam, I need your help." 

Awesamdude stands stiffly in the corner. "What do you need?" 

"They're pressuring me, Sam. It's hard enough to keep the leaks away from the press!" 

"I told you not to hire Hbomb." 

"How could I know he'd be a security risk??" Skeppy snaps, shoving a pile of paperwork onto the floor. 

"I told you, sir." 

"Shut up, shut up. I'm trying to think." Skeppy leaps to stand on top of his desk. 

"Don't hurt yourself." 

"Oh!!" Skeppy snaps his fingers. "I want you to lock it down." 

"Sir?" 

"Lockdown, Sam! Nobody gets into Erinome, nobody gets out! No fucking vigilantes are taking my glory." 

"Sir, the students-"

"They won't be able to kill it. Our labs are working on this day and night, they're bound to come up with something!! I'll neutralize the threat, and then I'll be heralded as the best president ever!" Skeppy swoons onto his velvet chair. 

"That wasn't exactly what I meant. Won't they be in danger?" 

Annoyed, Skeppy waves a dismissive hand. "That's why you'll be there. Put a perimeter down. Do your secret agenty stuff." 

"I still doubt the wisdom of this plan." 

Skeppy sighs loudly. "Just do it." Somebody knocks at the door. "Come in!" 

Schlatt steps inside, wearing a grin as stylishly as the cleanly pressed bow tie around his neck. "Heyy." 

"Schlatt!" Skeppy leaps up. "You're just who I wanted to see!" 

"Of course I am, baby."  

"Sam, you're dismissed." Skeppy waits for Awesamdude to salute and leave the room. "Schlatt, how much time do we have??" 

"Not enough." Schlatt plops on the table and opens one of the drawers to pull out a bottle. He glugs the whiskey. "I'm telling ya, this wouldn't even be an issue if you'd let my men do what they were supposed to." 

Skeppy glowers. "It wouldn't have been an issue if you'd just left Techno on death row instead of- instead of poking him with needles or whatever the hell you did!" 

"Heh. You like it, don't lie to me, babe. The destruction. The mayhem. A world-ending threat only you can stop. It's right down your alley." 

Skeppy picks up a pencil and chews on the tip. "It is pretty epic." 

"There you go. Now don't fucking interfere with my work again." Schlatt wobbles off the desk and stumbles to the door. "Keep in touch, baby." 

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"Hey." 

Three men block Ranboo's path in the forest. They're all shorter than him, but he still feels intimidated. 

"H-hey. How can I help you?" 

"You ever seen this dude?" The leader, dressed in a black cloak with red accents, holds up a paper. The masked man drawn on the paper looks painfully familiar, but Ranboo can't recall why. 

"N-no, why?" 

"Are you sure?" Another asks, adjusting his goggles. 

"Yeah, pretty sure." Ranboo shuffles uncomfortably. 

"Hm. Okay. Good, because he's a dangerous man. Stay away from him." 

"I can handle myself." The defiance slips out before he can stop himself. 

"Antfrost. George. I want a straight answer." The leader says. Ranboo takes a step back as goggles-dude and his other companion circle around him. 

"Wait, I really don't know who that is!" He doesn't want to fight. He doesn't want to fight. He just wants to be left alone. 

"Bad?" Goggles-dude asks the leader. 

"You know what? Rough him up a bit anyway." The leader smiles. "We'd like to pass on a message, Ranboo." 

"Wh-what's the message?" Ranboo's voice trembles as he turns frantically, trying in vain to keep an eye on all three of them at once as they surround him. 

"Stay off our turf." 

Panic overcomes Ranboo and his vision goes black.  

He huddles in his classroom, covered in blood. "Great." He grumbles, upset that his only set of nice clothes has been ruined. How'd they get ruined??

"You good, mate?" Philza sips tea in the corner. Rain patters on the windows and thuds on the roof. Tonight is not a good night. 

"I- I think so. What happened?" 

"Three little bitches jumped you. I heard the screams and came to watch." 

"You saved me? Thanks." 

"Hm? No, mate, I did nothing. I said, I came to watch." Philza chuckles and sets down his tea. "You took care of them yourself. Last I saw, they were scrambling to get away from you." 

"Oh. I ruined my clothes, dang." 

"Your parents can get you new ones." 

Ranboo stares at the ground. "Um. Hah. Yeah. I don't actually. Have. Parents. Or a home." He spits the last part out hastily, ears flushing with shame. 

"Oh, damn." Philza hums. "You got anywhere to hole up away from the rain?" 

"I- I have an alley." Ranboo mumbles. 

"That won't do, mate. Techno, I'm kidnapping a child." 

"K." Techno replies, his head plopped on his desk.  Ranboo hadn't even noticed his presence. 

"Uh. Is it technically kidnapping?" 

Philza draws and polishes a dagger. "Yes." 

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