[Part 9]: Is it cold out?

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"Uh... yesterday." The e/c person explained, their answer not fully pleasing Tubbo.

"Where did you start off from?" He asks, changing the grip he had on his cup.

"I..." Y/n trailed off, noticing strange behaviour from Ranboo.

Tommy also picked up on the black and white hybrid's actions. He spoke first.

"Boss man? Are you alright?" The blond haired boy asked, worried about Ranboo's eyes not trying to meet his own like usual.

The room fell silent, and the air grew thick with tension.

It was about a minuet before anything happened. And when things kicked off, shit hit the fan.

Namely, Ranboo hit the fan.

His face suddenly snapped up, his eyes now purple instead of their normal emerald green and ruby- no blood red. Then flickering purple.

They started to teleport, frantically around the room, causing confusion.

Tommy ran out of the room, saying something about getting potions and was followed by Shroud and Micheal. 

Meanwhile, Y/n and Tubbo hid themselves behind a bookshelf to avoid the carnage that the endarian's state had caused.

"What's happening to Ranboo?"A concerned Y/n asks Tubbo after flinching at the sound of a vase breaking.

"I... think he's enderwalking. He's usually more peaceful than this. I don't know why it's happening now though..." Tubbo looks like he was on the verge of breaking apart, both mentally and physically.

"Is there anything to help?"The h/c inventor asks, glancing around the visible area for any tools to aid the situation.

"I... don't know... I usually just leave him be when they're like this." The ram hybrid admits, looking ashamed.

"Maybe we can snap them out of it?"The ever-resourceful Y/n creates a potentially effective plan quickly.

Tubbo goes to speak, but instead he is interrupted by Y/n turning around, in order to face the alarmed enderman.

"Ranboo..." they called out softly, walking slowly but purposefully in the direction that the person had last seen their friend.

"⊬/⋏?" replies a distorted version of Ranboo's voice, from Y/n's right. It sounded panicked and anxious.

"Ranboo, I'm here for you. I want to help." Y/n's soft and sincere words melted into the dual-toned boys ears.

The h/c person took another step towards their friend, this time in the correct direction.

As they drew closer to the panicking hybrid, Y/n could hear some sort of odd whimpering, coming from Ranboo, who was clearly terrified.

Whatever that he was going through, seemed painful. His breathing was frantic, and he appeared to be having a panic attack. Strange tears were falling down his face, seemingly burning it whilst they fell.

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