Dear Diary,
i'm about to meet tubbo and i'm completely shitting my pants. i really hope i don't fuck up and something bad happens...
Ranboo slid on his headset and Val watched as he accepted the call. He went on to flinch at the sound of Tubbo yelling inaudibly.
"Tubbo-" Ranboo began but paused as Tubbo continued.
"You found her what?" He finally got a word in, "Ohhhh, yeah I suppose."
Val cocked her head at Ranboo, confused as to what Tubbo was saying. She assumed they were talking about her.
Ranboo turned to her, "Tubbo did deep diving and found your Instagram. He says you're pretty."
And she assumed right.
Val instantly broke out into a burst of giggles. "Seriously?" She asked through her laughs.
"Yes, she's here." Ranboo said into his mic, ignoring her. But she didn't blame him over Tubbo's yells, "No. Tubbo, stop."
"What's he saying?" Val finally asked.
"Here, I'll connect it to my speakers so we can both here him."
Ranboo disconnected his headphones from his PC then hooked up his speakers. Suddenly, Tubbo's voice rang throughout the room.
"Can she hear me?" Tubbo asked.
"Yeah." Ranboo replied, looking over at Val who was still sat on his bed, staring at him with utmost excitement on her face.
"Hiiiiiii Valllll." Tubbo said sweetly.
"Hiiii Tubboooo." Val replied, using his same energy, "How are youuuuu?"
"I'm gooddddd. How are youuuuuu?"
"I'm pretty goodddddd."
"Are you guys going to talk like this the whole time?" Ranboo scoffed as he leaned back in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Only if Tubbo wants tooooo." Val teased, obviously enjoying Ranboo's stressed state.
"I don'tttttt." Tubbo said, "It's kinda hurting my voiceeee."
"Then why are you still doing it?" Val laughed.
"I just didn't want to be the one to end it." Tubbo said, letting a small laugh escape his lips, "So Val, what's it like going to school with Ranboo?"
"Ugh, horrible." Val rolled her eyes, "He's always begging me to help him with assignments because I'm so very smart."
"That just isn't true." Ranboo shook his head, "I'm actually supposed to be helping you with a project right now."
"Val caught in 4k." Tubbo giggled.
"Oh whatever." She scoffed, "At least make me look a little cool, Noah."
"Yeah, Noah!" Tubbo added.
"Oh god he's going to be calling me Noah for a week now." Ranboo groaned, "When I first told him my real name, he wouldn't stop saying it."
"Did it annoy you?" Tubbo asked.
"Yes!"
"Good. That was the point."
"See, this is why I say you guys are similar." Ranboo turned to Val, "You both love to annoy me."
"You're just a very easy person to annoy." Val shrugged.
"Vouch." Tubbo added.
And suddenly, a sound of someone joining the call rung throughout Ranboo's room.
"HELLO?!?" A loud voice shouted. Val knew exactly who it was. And her knowledge of that caused a smile to form on her face.
"Tommy?" Ranboo furrowed his eyebrows.
"TUBBO TOLD ME THERE'S A WOMAN IN RANBOO'S ROOM!"
"You told him?" Ranboo said urgently, "Why would you tell him?"
"I didn't mean to!" Tubbo exclaimed defensively, "It just slipped."
"RANBOO PLEASE GIVE ME ADVICE ON HOW TO GET WOMAN! THERE'S A GIRL AT MY COLLEGE IM TRYING TO IMPRESS AND-"
"Tommy, it's not like that." Ranboo chuckled.
Tommy paused for a second, seemingly thinking about something.
"Wait, do you actually have a girl in your room?" He asked softly.
"Yeah, she's right here." Ranboo glanced at Val, "Val, say hi."
"Hi, Tommy." Val croaked shyly.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck." Tommy began chanting urgently. And instantly, he left the call.
"What was that about?" Ranboo asked Tubbo.
"Dunno." He said with confusion in his tone, "I can text him."
And then, almost exactly how Tommy did it seconds beforehand, Tubbo paused.
"I know what he's freaking out about." Tubbo cringed.
"What is it?" Ranboo nearly yelled out of urgency.
"He's streaming."
Val watched as Ranboo's eyes went wider than ever. And Val didn't notice, but her's did as well.
"Shit." Val deadpanned, "Why the fuck would he join the VC if he was streaming?"
"Well we're about to find out." Tubbo said, "He just ended."
A ding was heard as Tommy joined the call once more.
"Fuck, Ranboo, man. I thought it was a joke. I didn't think you actually had someone there. I'm so sorry." He began ranting about how sorry he was. I mean, it was a pretty big fuck up.
"Uh- uhm..." Ranboo sputtered, gathering his thoughts, "It's alright. I guess."
"You alright, boss man?" Tubbo piped in, sounding genuinely worried about his friend.
"Yeah." He replied, "I'm just gonna go for a bit. I'm supposed to be working on a project with Val anyways."
"Alright cya." Tubbo said.
"Bye." Tommy added, "Once again, I'm so fucking sorry. And I'm sorry Val, it was lovely meeting you."
"It's okay." Val huffed, "Nice meeting you as well."
Ranboo ended the call and rotated his chair to face Val. He leaned his head back and sighed, staring at the ceiling.
"I'm sorry." Val whispered, breaking the thick tension in the air.
"It's not your fault." He paused, "It's no ones fault. It was just a misunderstanding."
"Oh." She stammered, "Well, are- are you okay?"
Ranboo sighed once more, picking his head up and looking at her, "Yeah, I'm good. I just have to figure out what to say to the fans. I have to stream tonight."
Val shrugged as she scooted over to the edge of the bed, getting closer to him, "The truth would be fine."
His eyebrows furrowed at her for a quick moment.
"I mean, we are just friends, right? They can't get mad at you or anything."
"Right." He replied slowly, "I guess I can do that."
Val nodded, studying the worry on his face. And for some reason, she felt guilty in a way. She hated the fact that he was terrified about something that was sorta her fault. She felt as if his life would be easier if she wasn't in it. But, I mean, she's already there. There was no going back now... right?
"Now let's get this project of yours done." Ranboo said, tearing her from her thoughts.
Dear Diary,
i'm about to meet tubbo and i'm completely shitting my pants. i really hope i don't fuck up and something bad happens... welp. fuck.