Tw: mentions of dead people
The living room
3:30pm
(Shroud pov)
"DAD! DADDDDDD!" I yelled, running upstairs. Phil and picked us up from school.
"DAD!" I yelled.
"Shroud?" Dad asked, coming out his room.
"DAD! I GOT YOU!!!" I yelled, jumping around.
"What do you mean you got me?" Dad laughed.
"Bchool is boing a blay and Broud got bou!" Micheal smiled.
"Really!" Dad smiled. "Well done!"
"I get to say your lines!" I smiled.
"Don't worry." Phil said, coming upstairs. "They changed the swear words and stuff."
"Yay!" Dad smiled. "Can I hear a line?"
"Okay!" I jumped onto the floor. I stood up straight and cleared my throat. "Do I shot him Will, or do I aim for the skys?" I said.
Dad clapped. "Amazing job!"
I smiled. Dad was happy.
"Bncle Tom Tom?" Micheal asked.
"Yeah?" Dad said.
"Bhere is Bee?"
"He's in his room... he is sad right now."
Micheal looked sad.
"It's okay." I said. "Hug!"
I hugged him Micheal. Micheal hugged me back. He smiled a little.
"Did you get a role Micheal?" Dad asked.
"Beah. I bot Punz..." Micheal sounded sad.
"He wanted Tubbo." I said.
"I bet you will still do great!" Phil smiled.
"Who got me?" Wilbur asked.
"UNCLE WILL!" I ran and hugged him.
"Hey Shroud!" Wilbur picked me up. I smiled.
The kitchen
4pm
(Technoblade pov)
I smiled as I watched Kristin ice some cup cakes she had made.
"I love your baking." I smiled.
"Aw, thank you." Mum kissed my head. I smiled.
Tw: mentions of dead people
"Let's give some to Tubbo." I said. "He is still crying every day after- well, you know..."
"I feel bad." Kristin finished the last cake. "He got on so well with Ranboo and now he is gone."
"He went to soon." I said.
"Michael asked me yesterday if he was coming home. I was heart broken."
Kristin sighed. "Tubbo refuses to say that he is dead. He keeps saying he doesn't know."
"The kid needs to know." I said, as we began walked up the stairs to Tubbo's room.
"I know, but we have no authority over him. Not while Tubbo is home." Kristin said.
We knocked on the door.
"Come in." Tubbo said.
We walked in. He was sat with an allium in a pot.
"Hey Tubbo." I said. Kristin sat next to him and hugged him. She kissed his head.
"It's okay." She said.
"I named this plant Ranboo." Tubbo said. "They where his favourite."
Kristin placed a cake next to the pot. "That's sweat." She said. "Here."
Tubbo smiled. "Thank you."
Unknown place
Unknown time
(Unknown pov)
I wanted to talk. I was unable to to. I ran. I could hear my breathing. It was hard. I looked around. I tried to yell.
"⏃⋏⊬⍜⋏⟒!" I yelled. What? What does that mean? How did I do that? What?
"⊑⟒⌰⌿! ⌿⌰⟒⏃⌇⟒! ⏃⋏⊬⍜⋏⟒!" I called. This was worthless. I couldn't speak any other language. But what is this language? What am I saying? How do I not know? I'm the one saying it!
Then I remembered a name. A name that I only know in this language.
"⏁⎍⏚⏚⍜?" I said.
Hello
Hi! Nice to be back really
Sorry for slow work! Dysmorphia and stuff and stress. Yeah. It's been hard, but I will try to bring more!
Ranboo translation:
Anyone!
Help! Please! Anyone!
Tubbo?
YOU ARE READING
The Minecraft Brothers 6: Time and Changes
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