Made on: 22nd of November 2021
Published: 29th of November 2021
Suggested: alienluver123
ranboo is autistic btw :]
"If you push me one more goddamn time, I will pull off your cock and balls,"
Tubbo scowled as he tried to get up off floor, only being there because Tommy had pushed him, the boy standing all too proudly (even if his legs were still slightly shaky).
A new roller-skating place had opened up right about down the street from where Tommy lived so they had originally planned to come down here and film a quick video for the 'Tom Simons' channel, but now since the video was over with; they were just messing around.
"You've literally been skating for like twenty minutes, how are you still that bad?"
Ranboo huffed as he watched Tubbo only throw up a middle finger to him, still on the floor but now he was crawling on the floor like a toddler because he had given up on trying to stand with the roller skates on.
"I don't appreciate you two right now, you are being rude,"
Tubbo rolled his eyes as he watched Tommy extend out a hand for him to grab, only for Tommy to pull the arm away last second and for him to just end up on the floor again.
"You motherfucker-.... Ranboo! My beloved! Tell this bitch to stop being a bitch!"
Tubbo looked at Ranboo who was idly skating around the rink, enjoying the chaos from afar as he slid around the sides.
"No-"
"Fuck you too then!"
Ranboo was caught off guard and ended up bumping into the wall, causing Tommy and Tubbo to end up laughing at him.
"Don't laugh at me with your wobbly legs!"
Ranboo flipped them off from where he was sitting on the floor involuntarily, trying to stand up and failing miserably.
The bickering was about to continue before they saw a worker coming towards them, a tad bit of worry prominent in their eyes.
"Uhm, sorry to interrupt you boys and your fun buttt there's like five kids outside who had spotted you from the window and said that they were fans of your channel, and really wants to meet you guys."
The person spoke with a slight shake in their voice, either being intimidated by the boys or the random kids outside.
"Okay then! We'll talk to them, uhm thanks for telling us,"
Tommy took the lead for the talking as he finally actually helped Tubbo off of the floor, putting his hands on his shoulder to try and help him sturdy himself further.
"Okay then! They'll be in the reception room, just come in there and start talking whenever you're ready,"
The worker seemed to have gained some confidence when they realized that the trio wasn't mad at them, how sweet.
"How did they even see us? The only window thingy here is like the big ol' glass doors over there,"
Ranboo stopped and pointed to the two doors that separated the reception room from the actual skating rink, of course since it was fairly new, there may have been a few flaws in design but it still didn't make any sense.
"Crazy fans man, whatcha gonna do?"
Tubbo shrugged his shoulder as he spoke, gently pushing himself towards the little door that you had to open to get in and out of the rink, sitting down onto the floor so that it would be easier to just take off the shows.
The other boys mimicked Tubbo's action and slipped themselves into their regular shoes, trying to hype each other up so that they don't explode.
They obviously don't really mind meeting with fans, it's just that when they're causing stress to a poor employee for a simple picture and a 'hello', that's where the line is.
"Okay this is gonna be a quick one, in and out, got it boys?"
Ranboo tapped his foot impatiently on the floor, readjusting his mask so that it covered his whole face.
"You gonna be okay bossman? I know with like random fans coming up to you, you're not too good with stuff like that,"
Tubbo talked with his hands as he tried his best to make eye contact with Ranboo through the tinted black glasses, concern apparent in his eyes.
"Yeah yeah I'll be fine.. I'll just like squeeze your shoulder like two times if I need a break,"
Tommy put a thumbs up and let Tubbo and Ranboo gather themselves before they walked into the room, instantly being bombarded with screaming, thankfully it was from happiness.
"Oh my god! I'm your biggest fan!"
"I subbed to you before you joined the Dream SMP!"
"I was with you since channelnutpig!"
"Wow Tubbo is so much shorter IRL,"
"Ranboo is so tall, what the fuck did his mum feed him?"
"I don't know but like, we need to take a picture."
Everyone was talking at the same time, and it was more so annoying than anything.
Tommy was talking to shut up the kids.
Tubbo was talking to worker to try and get rid of the kids.
The kids...they were trying their best to get a picture with everyone.
"Ranboo! Can we take a picture?"
One of them asks, a bright smile across their face as they sort of made eye contact with the tall boy, who just realizes that he's been standing there unusually, he also realizes that he hasn't said a word yet.
"Yeah yeah of course!"
He tries his best at sounding cheery as he lines up against the wall with his other fellow boys, putting up a thumbs up because you can't really express emotions when your face is all covered up besides that.
He can't help but feel squished...which sounds weird to say out loud, he's the tallest of the pack and most definitely the one who isn't being squished the most, Tubbo took that role proudly as he was surrounded by kids younger but much taller than them.
"Ready in three....two....one!"
The kid who got the camera ready suddenly runs back in and situates themselves to the side, wrapping one of their arms around Ranboo's neck, forcing them to go on their tippy toes and for Ranboo to have to awkwardly bend down to try and accommodate to the uncomfortable sensation.
His head starts to swirl as everything just starts getting a little bit too close to him, making him feel as if he was suffocating.
If he didn't have that extra donut that Tubbo had offered him earlier, he surely would've fainted right now with how much he was moving around in stupid poses for these kid's entertainment.
Discreetly, he tried to get closer to Tubbo so that he could try and tap him on the shoulder two times, a light layer of sweat coming across his forehead.
It was almost as if Tommy could read his mind because the second he tried to squirm through the crowd, he saw Tommy's head turn his head towards him, a slightly concerned but still cheery look on his face.
The kids let Tommy squirm through the slight crowd easier, seemingly have some sort of favoritism for him.
"Go on bossman, I'll deal with the kids,"
Ranboo only nods and gets out from where he was being pressed up against the wall and slightly running towards the door back into the rink thingy.
"Where's he going? We only have like five pictures!"
One of the kids complained, scorn clear on their face.
"Bossman had to take a call from the mother, she wanted the good ol' bossman to give her a call right now,"
...wasn't one of his best lies but it surprisingly worked for the kids, them soon forgetting entirely about Ranboo just so that Tommy and Tubbo could half-ass the last two pictures before they also eventually left with some fake excuse.
The kids weren't exactly pleased but they weren't about to pick a fight, so they simply grabbed their camera and left, quiet muttering being heard as they walked out the door.
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Ranboo was still just calming down from the whole experience, sitting quietly on the floor as he simply tapped his index finger over each of his individual knuckles, trying to find some sort of rhythm. (He kept on tapping the in between of his pinky finger and ring finger instead of the knuckle so he keeps on trying.)
"How're you doing big man?"
Ranboo would've been lying if he said that he didn't jump when he heard Tubbo talk to him, not even noticing both of them walk in from how focused he was on trying to perfect his movements.
He only shows an awkward thumbs up again as he soon realizes that he's still wearing his glasses and mask, he supposes that he was too distracted to try and change it.
He took off the mask but left on the glasses, they made everything darker and he wasn't sure if he was ready to face the bright lights illuminating the place.
"That's goodddd...wanna listen to Glass Animals?"
Tommy prompted, sitting close to Ranboo but not too close, Tubbo doing the same thing as he pulls out his phone, carefully slipping it into Ranboo's hand and letting him decide whatever he wants to do.
The phone was being held unsurely in his hand as he tries to rack his brain for a song that didn't eventually blend into something that was too loud, eventually choosing to go with 'Hot Sugar'. It's also the author's favourite :].
The scene kinda looked like one of those shitty coming of age movies, three kids sitting on the floor with the music in the background, simply looking around trying to find something for them.
Meh, who cares honestly? As long as Ranboo has his boys, he thinks it'll be fine.
Word Count: 1649
kinda gave up half-way through but i hope it's still good :]