CW: blood, death, gore
swearing
The moment Tubbo reached his post, he just knew they had a huge advantage over the others. The Blade had more men aboard.
"Ayyy Tubzo! Dude, we have a huge fucking advantage o'er 'em." a tall, strawberry blonde haired boy spoke. His name was Tommy. He had been Tubbo's best friend since before either of them could even talk. The boys vowed to each other to never leave the other behind.
"I know! Their chances of survival? Literally nothing. Oh, Toms could you toss that to me?" Tubbo asked, motioning to a cannonball near their feet. Tommy groaned.
"I can't fuckin' lift that. Most people, unlike you, are fucking twigs." he retorted, sassily crossing his arms. Tubbo rolled his eyes at Tommy's childish antics and lifted it himself. As He was carrying it, he heard Tommy mutter under his breath,
"Prick."
"Tommy shut the fuck up." Tubbo replied snarkily, but with a grin plastered onto his face.
"Alright, enough of the chitchat. Arm your cannons boys!" a booming voice yelled to them from afar.
"Aye aye Captain!" The arguing boys said in unison. Tubbo placed the cannonball into the cannon, and light a match. He looked over to his left and saw Tommy tremulously lifting his, but he managed to get it right.
"Ready?" Tubbo asked. Tommy nods. He held the match up to the string and waited.
"Aim, FIRE!" Tommy shouts as both of their cannons launch through the air. The twirling, black masses of fire hit the enemy ship dead on. They repeat the process once more, and Tommy ended up sinking it.
"HELL YEAH!" He shouted, high-fiving Tubbo
"TOMMY! TUBBO! COME HELP US FIGHT UP HERE!" A different voice yelled to the duo.
Wilbur's voice. He sounded scared, and panicked. Both of them immediately drew their swords and literally sprinted to him, consternation obvious in their every movement. He was fighting this huge man, who's face was imperceptible. Tubbo was about to go help Wil, when he was struck with the back end of someone's sword. Looking up from the ground, he saw another man, who had black, and missing teeth. He looked disgusting. He tried to hit Tubbo again, this time with the blade of his sword, but the brunette managed to get away and behind him.
In the midst of the chaos, Tubbo heard it. Never in his 5 years of being on this ship, had he ever heard such a yell of pure pain and agony as this. He shoved the blade of his sword into the mans back, killing him, and turned around. All that Tubbo saw was Wilbur, lying on the ground inert, clutching his stomach while a pool of blood was slowly, but surely, forming around him. Directly above him was the same man as before, now weilding a bloody sword. He was laughing manically and Tubbo felt this huge bubble of rage and sadness take over him. The short boy ran over to them both and pushed the man overboard, rushing to the other's aid.
"Wilbur?! Wilbur answer me! Wilbur Soot are you okay?!" Tubbo asked frantically, tears beginning to form in his eyes.
"TUBBO MOVE MOVE MOVE!" Someone yelled to him. It was 5up and Fundy, carrying a stretcher. He immediately moved out of the way, and watched them carry Wilbur away to the infirmary. He tried to run after them with tearful eyes. Tubbo couldn't risk losing another person close to him when they'd already lost Purpled after someone stabbed him and ripped apart his entire chest. Tubbo was sobbing, barely able to breathe when he reached the three. The brunette placed his hand on the door handle, but was grabbed by someone.
"Let me g-go!" he demurred, in between sobs. The person picked him up despite his constant kicking and thrashing. After about 5 or so minutes, they set Tubbo down on a chair. He looked up and this stranger, ready to reprimand them, but had stopped in his tracks. He looked into the eyes of who he thought was his perpetrator, and was met with beautiful pools of ruby and emerald staring back at him. All Tubbo managed to do was stare, for he felt as if he were paralyzed. The look in their eyes wasn't one of ill intentions, it was one of confusion and sympathy.
"Are you alright..?" they asked, with such an accent Tubbo had never heard before. He opened his mouth to speak, but alas, nothing had left. Giving up on words he simply nodded, embarrassed that he couldn't even say anything.
"I'm, I'm alright. Thank you.." Tubbo spoke at last, fumbling with his words to his embarrassment.
The mysterious stranger stepped back, and Tubbo was able to get a good look at them. They were tall, very tall. They had skin that was two separate colours, which was something Tubbo had never seen before. Most of their skin was a, dark brown, that looked like it shone and glistened in the light. The rest of their skin was a light tan, similarly to Tubbo's skin tone. They had soft lilac hair, that fell in all the right places, to perfectly frame their face, which had quite a soft expression. Tubbo believed that he looked atrocious compared to the beautiful stranger in front of him. His auburn mop of hair that ever so slightly covered his eyes, which were an odd shade of green. A giant scar across the left half of his face, which made him think he looked ugly and monstrous. And not to mention that he was significantly shorter than most people aboard their ship. Quite a few of them were over 6', while Tubbo stood at a mere 5'6"
"Uhhmm, so are you going to keep staring at me or what?" they asked, turning away from Tubbo's gaze. He immediately realized, and turned away, face red from not noticing earlier.
"Sorry.." he mumbled with a soft, and clumsy tone.
"It's fine. So, you're probably wondering who the hell I am, huh?" The stranger chuckled.
"Yeah actually. You kinda kidnapped me and now I have no idea where the hell I am." Tubbo spoke sassily. The strange person raised their eyebrows at him, which Tubbo presumed was out of curiosity.
"Well uhm, let's see. Uh, my name is Ranboo. I'm, I think 18, and I go by they/them incase you were wondering what my pronouns and stuff were. You probably weren't. Sorry I'm-"
"You talk too much you know that right?" Tubbo interrupted them mid sentence.
"No I do not." They scoffed folding their arms, whilst also rolling their eyes, which were quite beautiful to Tubbo.
"Whatever you say bossman. Anyways. I'm Tubbo. I'm also 18, aanndd, yeah that's about it." Tubbo spoke slowly, not knowing what else to say. Ranboo nodded, as if to say they understood what he just said.
"Do you live on this ship?" Ranboo asked after a minute or so, tilting their head slightly to the side.
"Mmhmm. Lived 'ere for 5 years. Damn I've been here forever." Tubbo said slightly more to himself than to the tall beauty standing right in front of him. Tubbo couldn't help but continue to admire their complexion.
"Oh. Well, I'm from the ship Nightmare. And boy is our captain quite the....odd character."Ranboo breathed out, giggling at their choice of words. Tubbo laughed along with them, merely because the fact that their laugh was so contagious. He then got some form of deja vu hearing that name. Nightmare. Then it hit him.
"WAIT!! YOU'RE TELLING ME, THAT YOU LIVE ON THE SHIP THAT FUCKING DREAM'S THE CAPTAIN OF?! HOOLLYY FUCKING SHIT" Tubbo shouted. This startled Ranboo, and they slightly jumped at hearing this. They placed a hand on their chest, not knowing what to say or do.
"Y-yeah, I mean, I don't know why that's such a big deal to you, but okay." They said, lowering their hand to their arm.
"Oh, shit. Sorry dude. I'm just, completely shocked with the fact that you are living on the same boat as Dream. He's one of Techno's best friends, and happens to owe a few favors to Techno, which I am now realizing is probably why you're here." Tubbo rambled on. Ranboo didn't seem to mind all too much.
"Tubbo?" a voice called from behind Ranboo's back. It was a very concerned and confused Fundy. Tubbo waved gently towards them, signaling they could come in.
"Hey.." he spoke shyly.
"Could you leave for a bit, Ranboo?" Fundy asked. Tubbo was quite taken aback by that sentence. How did Fundy know Ranboo? Tubbo could only guess the ways. Ranboo nodded and left the room, quietly shutting the door. Once they left, Fundy sat down, and placed a hand on Tubbo's. No. No no no no no no...Tubbo knew exactly what was about to be said, and he didn't want to try and accept the fact that,
Wilbur is......gone.