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It was eerily dark.
"Tommy?" Ranboo said behind him, looking just as confused.
"Right here Ranboo" Tommy answered, taking his view from Ranboo's confused, glowing eyes, to look around the void they were...
"Are we fuckin' floating?" Tommy yelped in surprise as Ranboo nervously laughed from behind.
"This is cool"
"Ranboo we are in a endless void, this is not very cool"
"Eh, still cool" Ranboo huffed, shrugging nonchalantly.
Tommy rolled his eyes, "Of course you'd think that bitch." He muttered.
After that.. it was quite, silent.
Not awkward, yet not very comfortable either, somewhere in the gray side. Like everything between them usually is. Friendship, for example.
Their friendship was kind of, unstable. After exile and stuff, they never really got to talk about it, especially not mend it up.
But god, Ranboo was gonna rip his hair out if this continued further.
So he mustered up his measle courage.
"So where exactly are we?" Ranboo asked, clearing his throat, seemingly bringing up a conversation.
"Like hell I would know" Tommy shrugged.
"..."
"Why are we so calm about this, boob boy?"
"No idea, have we done this before?"
"I don't think.. so?"
"Fuck it I guess" Ranboo brushed it off, staring at the cube in his hands.
... the cube.
In his hands.
"Why do I have a cube?"
Tommy made a confused noise, looking over Ranboo's shoulder to see... Well a Rubix cube. A bright one.
"Is that how we fucking got here?" Tommy squinted, slightly bothered by the glowing, colorful glow that emailed from the box.
"Definitely" Ranboo nodded.
Tommy stared.
Ranboo stared back.
"Well?"
"Ah, should i solve it?"
"Sure, I guess"
God, what a ride they would get tumbled into because of this single, thoughtless action.
I.0
"You... are fucking with me"
Tommy breathed, taking in the sight of the very familiar van that stood right in front of his slighlt, weirdly, short frame of view.
That's... That's the fucking drug van.
"Tommy?"
He churned behind him to see a familiar enderian hybrid, looking torn between staring at the van, or him.
"Why the fuck-" Tommys brows furrowed, noticing his stare, "Why are you staring at me like that."
"Did you get... shorter?"
"What- No-" Tommy glared "Are you making fun of me right now"
Ranboo raised his hands in surrender, "Woah! Woah, no, definitely not, I'm just" He trailed off, searching for some kind of reason "... pointing a... a fact!"
Tommy eyed him suspiciously "okay..." He trailed of, going back to eye the van, the Lmanburg van. The van that stared it all.
He could... he could do this... Right?
Yeah.
He could fix this.
This was a weird second chance, or maybe it wasn't at all.
But even so, Tommy is making sure that even if it's the last thing he does, he'll somehow fix that damned future.
"Ranboo." He snapped his view to the annoyingly taller boy. "I'm gonna need you're fuckin' help with this"
Ranboo blinked, a small smile crawling on his face, "Yeah.." He muttered, pausing for a bit.
"Yeah! Of course, Tommy"