Ranboo

❝ EVENT ❞ /// I’ve never seen this many smooches in one night before ! For a silly party game , a fair amount of people are following through . 

Maybe it was too good to be true.

There he stood, kissing his so-called highschool crush. Time had frozen, what seemed impossible was now happening. Mark felt sparks light inside him, this kiss was more than just a task. Butterfly's whorled and piled into his gut, it was a strangely satisfying feeling. Doing something he'd never think that he'd have the guts to do. But wait, there was one thing Ranboo didn't notice until he let his eyes wander below hives neck.

A long-sleeved pure white t-shirt that hanged over a black-pleated skirt. To top it off, a tie with a pop of dandelion yellow on the other side. She looked.. gorgeous. There was no other way to say it, the sight took Ranboo's breath away. For one, the skirt was a show-stopper, something that surprised Mark. He'd never think hive would wear a skirt, let alone rock it as she is right now. Knee high socks and ankle boots were just the cherry on top, Mark was head over heels. Too deep in to be rescued.

"I should pull away now, don't wanna seem like a creep. Right?" He'd sigh and consider his thoughts. It had been far too long for a kiss but, it just felt right. There was something he didn't want to let go of, something that kept pulling him in again.It was an intoxicating taste.

Mark finally pulled away, slowly but surely. Loosening his lips off her.

"Sorry."

With a quick dismissal, he didn't even wait for the others response and sped off. Embarassed and ashamed, he felt idiotic. Null was probably disgusted. He did see Minx returning from their peripheral vision, but he didn't bat an eye. He didn't seem to care as much anymore. The task was over and done with.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Whats the evidence he kissed Tubbo? Ranboo was supposed to take a picture of the scene. He'd gotten so caught up in the moment he'd sped off with taking a picture.

God damit.

He'd have to go back and do it again.

// "So Gay Panic is Real" Spring Break Event with @booboipresents //

This was too good to be true.

It just had to be. Tobias was completely melted in the kiss, washing out all background noise. Something about this moment felt more than some stupid Cupid's Arrow event. Minx really forced him here and null was going to regret it. This felt so right. Had Ranboo felt the same or was it simply a case of accomplishing this? It didn't matter, not anymore anyway. In this moment in time, all Tubbo could think about was how magical the kiss felt against his lips. Null felt heart palpitations flutter, skipping beats and making hive feel like she was floating. It honestly felt so weird and yet it was the good kind. The kind where you would become easily addicted and didn't want the feelings to end. Tobias knew, deep down, that this wasn't mutual. It couldn't have been. His name was pulled from the cupid's thing, it wasn't meant to be.

So when Ranboo had eventually disconnected the kiss, a gap in his heart throbbed. Tobias watched Ranboo speed off, unable to usher a word out and fingers lingered over her lips. Null wasn't sure how to react, hearing that little mutter slip by. Swallowing the air, it ached a lot, hearing that small sorry, it felt like he was apologizing for even doing it in the first place. Shaking away the thoughts and feelings of doubt, Minx had been at a distance away, just having caught them kiss. She approached over and immediately heckled Tubbo for answers, who seemed somewhat out of it considering previous thoughts. Oh well, not like it'd have to happen again. That felt awful to say. He wouldn't mind doing it again but Ranboo didn't feel the same so that was out of the bag.

"Minx, please stop asking so many damn questions, I will come for your family." A teasing threat slipped out. Neglecting the events of the kiss, Tubbo felt that he should have some time alone and decided to head off somewhere more secluded. Hive ushered Minx away once more and headed towards the bathrooms to take a breather, splash his face with water and collect all rational thoughts. It didn't take long until someone else had entered the facility yet not noticing as water splashed his face. A shaky sigh slipped out and tapped fingers against the counter, unsure how to tackle the rest of the night. Hives head lifted up and a familiar figure caught her vision.

Ranboo?

Tubbo didn't say anything yet noted the taller male also in the bathroom and decided to give a small greeting. It wouldn't be awkward, right? "Hey! So...How you enjoying the party...?"

// "So gay panic is real" Spring break event thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

That was it. He’d rushed off with what seemed little to no interest in the kiss or staying. Which in fact was untrue, the kiss was amazing. Ranboo wanted to stay, ramble on to his heart’s content about how much he likes null but that would be a turning point in their relationship. Tubbo’s expected rejection would hit hard, it would shatter his heart. It was definite that hive didn’t possess the same feelings they did, so why try when failure was inevitable. Ranboo needed to take a moment to breathe, be alone and think everything over. Before he went ahead to find  Tubbo for the last kiss, Ranboo needed to collect himself. So, this time it wouldn’t be as awkward as the first. What better place to compose his feelings and think everything over than the secluded bathroom. Atleast, he can hope it’s secluded.

Quick feet trotted to locate it. His pace was unusually fast, pushing through the tumultuous crowds was nearly impossible. Bodies pushed and writhed against his own, Ranboo squeezed through, even having to forcibly shove some out of his way; he didn’t want to do so, but it was needed. Finally, a luminous light-up sign directed him exactly where he wanted to go. A deep inhale was taken, just in case he’d have to witness a typical couple shoving their tongues down each other's throats in the place he was supposed to take a breather. Trembling fingers grabbed a hold of the door handle and pushed through. He flickered his eyes open to none other than his beloved crush them self. Tubbo.. Why is she here?.. 

They thought that hive would still be in the main area, trying to calm Minx down from what she witnessed. And to all Ranboo knows, Minx was over-dramatic and would assume the worst in them. Ranboo cleared his throat, it wouldn’t be awkward, he lied to himself. But as soon as words found their ways to his lips, the only thought that went through his brain was the word awkward. “Uhm, yeah. It’s a party, I guess. You?” He breathed out, tension so thick that it could sliced in his tone. Who says that?.. What the hell do you mean it’s a party, Ranboo? Hive used to think you’re a weirdo before but now, you’re just a loser. 

Hurtful thoughts run through his head uninvited, without notice. But Ranboo would persist to try and make as normal of a conversation as he could. At Least before Ranboo kisses him again, with a camera to hold evidence. Then, all hell breaks loose.

// Cupids arrow // Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

Nothing good ever came out of a party. Sure, you got drunk, had a little fun. But for Ranboo? He didn't enjoy much of it; unless you counted the leaving part. So, being told to pick a name as he entered this spring party? It wasn't usual but he went ahead and did so. No panic was assured until he realized the fact you had TO KISS the person on your card. Mark certainly didn't go to college for the title of what, best smoocher? I guess the other college students had different ambitions.

He didn't have any big plans on actually completing this task. Well, until he saw who he'd have to go to smooch town with. Tobias, THE Tubbo. The one he'd met at high school and admired from a safe distance. Mark, in his stupid suit and abnormally sweaty palms wrecked his brain. "Should he?" I mean, null couldn't exactly blame him. It was his task, no?

The plan was to attend this exasperating party for a few limited hours for the sake of it, then leave as soon as possible. But kissing Tubbo? An opportunity served to Mark on a silver platter. So he decided to grab it, can you blame him?

Fast-paced walking, corroded thoughts filled with a cloud of confusion and doubt. There from a close distance he saw the enigma. Tubbo, he was right there. Would their playful and flirtatious banter remain the same after this? Hopefully so.

"Hey, uh. Sorry for this but y'know cupids arrow n stuff?" He patted null on the back before offering him a sympathetic smile. Soon, to be overcome by his right hand snaking around hive's waist to pull her in easily. Left-hand to be found caressing her cheek as he quickly planted a kiss on the lips.

// "So Gay Panic is Real" Spring Break Event Thread with @booboipresents //

Oh this party was a blast!

Tubbo enjoyed the extravagant effort placed into this event. People of unfamiliar and unfamiliar merged together, chatting away. He was dressed in something cute, but nothing George would have thrown, no, this was all Minx. She decided to doll null up for the party since the duo entered together and God was the other excited. Surrounded by popular people who also noticed and actively spoke to the short individual made hive feel loved. Highschool could never beat this lifetime experience, he wasn't excluded!

The Cupid's Arrow task, names that had been pulled, were something at the back of his mind, especially since his was Niki! Null had to to find her at some point to give a cheek kiss, if she was comfortable of course.

The party blarred with noise like no other, a cacophony dancing in neon lights and beauty. Minx had happened to be dragging the boy around. She wasn't quite sure what managed to convince herself to wear whatever the other picked out anyway. A baggy white button shirt, long sleeved to be precise, with a black tie and had a pop of yellow on the other side. A black pleated skirt was also worn with some knee-high socks and ankle boots. Part of hive felt embarrassed, a bit awkward and out of place. He did trust her, plenty even! It was odd wearing something like this to a party. There'd be tweaks he'd make, but it was too late. Everyone seemed to give compliments to him nonetheless. Tubbo was having fun, and there was no need to worry about anything at all!

Brown hair was pinned back by a couple of clips and placed in a bun, Minx explained how 'her pretty face should be shown to the world' and had made sure to style it nice. Huge scarring was exposed, and Tubbo brushed a hand against it, painted nails also caressing against the rough surface. Everything was new, and pursing down on his lips, he continued on with the night, unaware of the events that would unfold

"I'll be right back Tubs, gonna grab us drinks!"

Minx offered to stick by throughout the party, which was sweet. As she walked off, Tubbo stood where she was, allowing the music to vibrate through, and God had she smiled. Passing people greeted, and Tobias gave its pleasantries every single time. It wasn't until a pat on the shoulder interrupted the beats and dancing, a familiar face was revealed. "Ranboo, Hi! What are y-"

Time froze. A hand had snaked around hives waist, the other against his cheek, right side to be precise. Tubbo wasn't exactly sure how to react, eyes widen in shock. Her heart skipped so many beats. He barely had time to process it all. It was all so odd how swiftly things happened. To top it all off? Tubbo soon felt Ranboo's lips against hives own. Null swore butterflies fluttered in nulls stomach. How fireworks seem to crackle out of love and it felt unreal. Ranboo pulled his name? HIS NAME? Tobias realized null was standing so awkward, arms awkwardly positioned. So, Toby would gently place the arms around the others neck, eyes slowly closing as relaxing in the kiss. Even if it was for a dumb stupid name pull hosted by the blog, Tobias was taking every opportunity to melt and relax, hesitantly kissing back. Sure the duo have known one another since Highschool but only really started talking a bit ago yet...

Maybe it was too good to be true.

There he stood, kissing his so-called highschool crush. Time had frozen, what seemed impossible was now happening. Mark felt sparks light inside him, this kiss was more than just a task. Butterfly's whorled and piled into his gut, it was a strangely satisfying feeling. Doing something he'd never think that he'd have the guts to do. But wait, there was one thing Ranboo didn't notice until he let his eyes wander below hives neck.

A long-sleeved pure white t-shirt that hanged over a black-pleated skirt. To top it off, a tie with a pop of dandelion yellow on the other side. She looked.. gorgeous. There was no other way to say it, the sight took Ranboo's breath away. For one, the skirt was a show-stopper, something that surprised Mark. He'd never think hive would wear a skirt, let alone rock it as she is right now. Knee high socks and ankle boots were just the cherry on top, Mark was head over heels. Too deep in to be rescued.

"I should pull away now, don't wanna seem like a creep. Right?" He'd sigh and consider his thoughts. It had been far too long for a kiss but, it just felt right. There was something he didn't want to let go of, something that kept pulling him in again.It was an intoxicating taste.

Mark finally pulled away, slowly but surely. Loosening his lips off her.

"Sorry."

With a quick dismissal, he didn't even wait for the others response and sped off. Embarassed and ashamed, he felt idiotic. Null was probably disgusted. He did see Minx returning from their peripheral vision, but he didn't bat an eye. He didn't seem to care as much anymore. The task was over and done with.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Whats the evidence he kissed Tubbo? Ranboo was supposed to take a picture of the scene. He'd gotten so caught up in the moment he'd sped off with taking a picture.

God damit.

He'd have to go back and do it again.

These were taken yesterday and I have to thank pretty boy @booboipresents for the wonderful job though their taste in food? Questionable 😞😞 Never trust this man with food /t /pf

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

The disorganized chatter amongst the store rung through Ranboo's brain. When would his shift be over? The only thought that remained in his head seemed to repeat over and over again. As the pile of customers rushed through the counter handing them the items. Ranboo kept a plastic smile smeared over his face as he always sent them off with a "Have a great day!". The rude interactions with peculiar customers never seemed to bother them. It was normalized in such a cheap skate store; horrid behavior to staff wasn't minded at this point. As his manager quotes "The customer is always right." The point of arguing and rebelling seemed absolutely useless against the stuck-up and arrogant manager who twirled the store in his hands.. Mocha eyes stared dead into the souls of customers who were busy with their own troubles as they unloaded their carts.

Well, Mark did need the money so he might as well deal with it eh? "Have a great day miss." Mark's monotone voice smiled meaninglessly at the frustrated and obnoxious lady. She scoffed, carrying her plastic bag and walking off. That ought to get a bad review, even though Ranboo had done nothing but do his job. "This might be the 5th ill-mannered person I may be serving today." They thought to themselves as they unloaded the next mans cart. He seemed to be a genuine guy, passing off small smiles as he finished. "Have a great day sir." He sighed as the next customer piled on. One thing that Ranboo noticed immediately was that the boy seemed to be of his age who was bobbing along to bee-adorned headphones. Creative, he thought. One absurd thought that also rung through his mind was that the customer was quite cute. Not to say Mark didn't get any cute or his age customers but that this person seemed to be special. Nostalgia of high-school smacked his brain ruthlessly as he remembered that this was the boy that Ranboo has grown quite fond of in high-school. Nothing but crimson red glances and quick "Hi!'s". But another odd aspect rose upon him; she seemed to be unloading a bunch of, one might say weird things. M&M's was normal but nails, fire-works and a HAMMER?? "Uhm, hey? What might you need these for?" Mark asked. He realized he was being quite nosy but he went for it anyway. Tapping the smaller boy on the shoulder with a soft smile.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @booboipresents //

A cacophony blasted into the boy's headphones, unaware of the scenery around him. Tubbo wasn't ever one to pay attention to minor details scattered in stores or anywhere public - it'd make no difference at the end of the day. She was isolating herself for now from others, enjoying the mere music that played its violent tunes with a happy smile and small humming to tag along. Probably was loud enough to bother rude customers and display their blatant disgust or annoyance yet Tubbo paid no attention. No point in caring for the little details.

However, the tap distracted him.

Threw him off even. Hive adjusted the headphones, 'Down with the Sickness' blasting by Disturbed. Eyebrows were raised and glanced over her shoulder. Null was going to ask for the individual to repeat themselves until fully recognising who it was when glossy eye and sapphire blue (hidden by a mop of brown hair) gazed into Ranboos. It was him. Nostalgia swung its bat and Tubbo couldn't quite believe it. The pretty boy from highschool. Toby straighted hiveself up and realized that eyes peered into the basket filled with honestly the most odd things that a normal individual would buy together. Thankfully Toby wasn't normal. Yet meeting Ranboo again in an environment like this felt embarrassing. Awkward even.

"Hi- uh- Ranboo? It's been ages since I last saw you. Highschool now, right? I'm surprised to see you around here. Didn't realise you suffered these assholes." Toby idly commented, wanting to make small talk before assuming Ranboo had questions about the basket of supplies and m&ms. She never actually heard the other ask the question anyway, music was deafening its ears. He was currently dressed in simple attire, ripped jeans, a band shirt and a red flannel layered ontop. Hair was in a small bun yet the fringe that mopped over the eyes stayed over, looking a bit odd.

To see Ranboo again felt odd. Those lingering moments where he admired the other from a distance. An enigma Ranboo was. So pretty under the sunlight during the summer and in winter, seemed appearing so magical. Everything about the guy was unique. There were a few notes made about them in the journals Toby kept for note making with new projects.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore // He seemed to be far too distracted by Tobias itself that he forgot about the odd items in the cart. I mean, it's Toby I seriously doubt he would have any ill intentions with those slightly dangerous items. Ranboo dove into thought. "Hi- uh- Ranboo? It's been ages since I last saw you. High school now, right?

I'm surprised to see you around here. Didn't realize you suffered these assholes." Ranboo heard the other soft voice speak up. He knows who I am? That's surprising. Here Mark stood with a moss green cashier apron, working his part-time job and at the same time meeting his high school crush. Hard to believe, right? "Yeah, yep! That's me, Ranboo. Uh, Your Tobias! Great to see you here, it's been a while since high school. How are you?"

Mark provided a wide grin, genuinely excited awaiting his answers. Maybe, he would get to know her. Ranboo fixed his mocha waves so it wouldn't droop low on his forehead, brushing the heap to the side. Revealing his own set of sapphire eyes which always seemed to stare dead into the others. Almost intimidating but his smile makes up for it. I mean he always did seem intimidating, being 6'6 was never a thing he'd like to brag about when meeting strangers.

It was freakishly tall for his age but Mark had grown used to the comments on this subject. "Your so tall!" , "What do you eat?" and "Your a giant, dude!". He'd just smile back. Snapping himself out of thought Ranboo Placed his abnormal long, thin fingers on the items checking each one out while keeping an eye upon null. Gazing into the individuals eyes what seemed like ages for him. His heart was skipping beats but it wasn't nearly as awkward as his conversation skills.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @booboipresents //

Of course, Tubbo knew who Ranboo was. From a distance had Tubbo admired Ranboo, gazing at him every chance she got. Obviously, Tobias was loud and chaotic, still is, and Ranboo was an enigma. A pretty one at that. The items in the cart weren't all that strange for Tubbo to outsiders for sure, but friends and family were at least aware of the antics the boy did. This felt nice. Talking to Ranboo again. Watching them with steady and endearing eyes, nasty scarring splattered along dirty skin and yet confidence held high. Joy could be the only visible emotion to describe the scenario before him. Null was excited, happy, talking with someone whom he had an obvious yet oblivious crush on. Null couldn't tell if it was a crush, but either way? Talking with Ranboo felt nice, relaxing even. It was a pleasant feeling.

"Yeah, yep, that's me, Ranboo! Uh, you're Tobias! It's great to see you here. It's been a while since high school. How are you?"

Toby swore his heart skipped a beat.

Red slowly splotched around the ears, and null swore his heart couldn't take it. She laughed softly before giving a response. "I'm okay, actually! Doing Explosives Engineering at the university, not far from here, first year as well. People have been pretty decent, ya know? It's been exciting overall. I'm getting to learn so much, I get to try all my wacky ideas and test them in a more controlled environment, and" Tubbo rambled. Eyes glowing with excitement. To express such unmasked stimulated gestures, hands doing little jazz motions, and being unable to keep still. He barely could focus on keeping eye contact, not realizing that he was rambling for a good while until pausing mid sentence. Eyes widened a little behind brown hair and looked at Ranboo, a chuckle echoing awkwardness. A hand also soon rubbed the back of his neck and averted gaze afterwards. Not like Ranboo could tell he was staring at them, eyes are hidden after all.

However, Tubbo had been noticing the glances that followed to the basket and decided to speak up again. "I see you're eyeing my cart. So...uh- I'm working on a new project, and I needed a hammer because the last one melted. The fireworks are for said project. It's going to be a colourful one for sure!" He laughed and then pulled out the m&ms briefly to rattle them. "And these are the best work snacks to have." Before they were dropped completely back in the basket. Tubbo rocked ever slightly on the spot, awaiting for Ranboo to speak. They felt like best friend's reuniting. He honestly felt so close already, yet he just met Ranboo. Was that odd? Was this the feeling of that oblivious crush she clearly had? Nah, surely not! "You should tell me how you've been, I want to know what you're doing with your life" Tobias then leaned in closer, voice turning to a whisper. "I can also help kick the asses of these damn customers if need be." Cracking a joke assisted with a smile, Toby leaned backwards and saw that he was getting a couple stares - due to the abnormal scarring - and shrugged. Not caring. Appearances have never mattered to the boy. Ranboo being a foot taller than herself? Eh, that's just part of the awkward Ranboo enigma that he is. It was sweet.

He honestly didn't want to leave. He could kill time since classes weren't on for Tubbo and getting to know Ranboo properly? Actually, speak physical words? That was much more exciting. He could inform Dream later - possibly - about the new friend he created. Well, recreated. Is that right? Whatever the duo were, she wished to be more, become proper friends, and let it expand onwards, bond, and experience the fun memories. Memories with Ranboo were merely smeared fragments of nothing, slithers of happiness and small hellos. Tubbo had used to pass Ranboo by a lot, wherever causing havoc or pranking teachers. There were many days he was absent from school obviously but...

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

Explosives Engineering? Explains the peculiar items in the basket. A new discovery was certainly made, Tubbo wasn't just pretty he was smart. Any sort of Engineering was tough, it ranked high amongst the hardest degrees you could pursue. Ranboo felt his fondness for the boy grow; if that was even possible at this point. How his pupils grew wider with every word and just how his eyes purely lit up with joy. He placed his hands onto the items, drifting them onto the register counter to scan while focusing his eyes on the sight in front. "Oh! Good to know. Well, I took up business as my major and I do performing arts as a minor. No clue why I chose performing arts, though. My hands sweat at the thought of performing in front of anyone." Mark blabbered. A chortle found it's way out as Tubbo cracked a joke. He wouldn't mind getting these customers asses kicked, but that wasn't the point. Tobias was smart AND funny. While Mark stood there with sweaty hands, a terrible part-time job, a disregard for social cues and 1 to nearly no friends. You can tell from there who made the best of their life. [Pssst, Toby did] "It's my 1st year into this hell hole too. It's growing on me though." He smiled softly, eyes emerging into the others. It felt like it was just them. In the moment forever; well, until the next customer comes in. An eyebrow was raised at the M&M's. A secret fact about Mark was that he hated M&M's with a burning passion. But he wasn't going to go ruin it for someone else, all though he did prefer skittles though.

Ranboo seemed to crack a smile whenever he though about Tubbo. In high school, they were just acquaintances. Soft smiles and glances was all Mark ever received from the boy. He often did catch himself staring at the boy cause havoc and chaos, the teachers weren't a big fan of him. But trust me, Mark was. Although Ranboo was like a foot taller, it didn't seem to matter considering he was taller than almost everyone he met. { He still has neck strain from looking down at the short gremlins }

"Uh one more thing. This might be weird but you can deny me if you'd like, but can I have your number? Y'know to chat and stuff." A nervous gulp settled in. Anxiety kicked in waiting for an answer. What if null thought that Mark was a creep now?

What if he said no?

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

The disorganized chatter amongst the store rung through Ranboo's brain. When would his shift be over? The only thought that remained in his head seemed to repeat over and over again. As the pile of customers rushed through the counter handing them the items. Ranboo kept a plastic smile smeared over his face as he always sent them off with a "Have a great day!". The rude interactions with peculiar customers never seemed to bother them. It was normalized in such a cheap skate store; horrid behavior to staff wasn't minded at this point. As his manager quotes "The customer is always right." The point of arguing and rebelling seemed absolutely useless against the stuck-up and arrogant manager who twirled the store in his hands.. Mocha eyes stared dead into the souls of customers who were busy with their own troubles as they unloaded their carts.

Well, Mark did need the money so he might as well deal with it eh? "Have a great day miss." Mark's monotone voice smiled meaninglessly at the frustrated and obnoxious lady. She scoffed, carrying her plastic bag and walking off. That ought to get a bad review, even though Ranboo had done nothing but do his job. "This might be the 5th ill-mannered person I may be serving today." They thought to themselves as they unloaded the next mans cart. He seemed to be a genuine guy, passing off small smiles as he finished. "Have a great day sir." He sighed as the next customer piled on. One thing that Ranboo noticed immediately was that the boy seemed to be of his age who was bobbing along to bee-adorned headphones. Creative, he thought. One absurd thought that also rung through his mind was that the customer was quite cute. Not to say Mark didn't get any cute or his age customers but that this person seemed to be special. Nostalgia of high-school smacked his brain ruthlessly as he remembered that this was the boy that Ranboo has grown quite fond of in high-school. Nothing but crimson red glances and quick "Hi!'s". But another odd aspect rose upon him; she seemed to be unloading a bunch of, one might say weird things. M&M's was normal but nails, fire-works and a HAMMER?? "Uhm, hey? What might you need these for?" Mark asked. He realized he was being quite nosy but he went for it anyway. Tapping the smaller boy on the shoulder with a soft smile.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @booboipresents //

A cacophony blasted into the boy's headphones, unaware of the scenery around him. Tubbo wasn't ever one to pay attention to minor details scattered in stores or anywhere public - it'd make no difference at the end of the day. She was isolating herself for now from others, enjoying the mere music that played its violent tunes with a happy smile and small humming to tag along. Probably was loud enough to bother rude customers and display their blatant disgust or annoyance yet Tubbo paid no attention. No point in caring for the little details.

However, the tap distracted him.

Threw him off even. Hive adjusted the headphones, 'Down with the Sickness' blasting by Disturbed. Eyebrows were raised and glanced over her shoulder. Null was going to ask for the individual to repeat themselves until fully recognising who it was when glossy eye and sapphire blue (hidden by a mop of brown hair) gazed into Ranboos. It was him. Nostalgia swung its bat and Tubbo couldn't quite believe it. The pretty boy from highschool. Toby straighted hiveself up and realized that eyes peered into the basket filled with honestly the most odd things that a normal individual would buy together. Thankfully Toby wasn't normal. Yet meeting Ranboo again in an environment like this felt embarrassing. Awkward even.

"Hi- uh- Ranboo? It's been ages since I last saw you. Highschool now, right? I'm surprised to see you around here. Didn't realise you suffered these assholes." Toby idly commented, wanting to make small talk before assuming Ranboo had questions about the basket of supplies and m&ms. She never actually heard the other ask the question anyway, music was deafening its ears. He was currently dressed in simple attire, ripped jeans, a band shirt and a red flannel layered ontop. Hair was in a small bun yet the fringe that mopped over the eyes stayed over, looking a bit odd.

To see Ranboo again felt odd. Those lingering moments where he admired the other from a distance. An enigma Ranboo was. So pretty under the sunlight during the summer and in winter, seemed appearing so magical. Everything about the guy was unique. There were a few notes made about them in the journals Toby kept for note making with new projects.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore // He seemed to be far too distracted by Tobias itself that he forgot about the odd items in the cart. I mean, it's Toby I seriously doubt he would have any ill intentions with those slightly dangerous items. Ranboo dove into thought. "Hi- uh- Ranboo? It's been ages since I last saw you. High school now, right?

I'm surprised to see you around here. Didn't realize you suffered these assholes." Ranboo heard the other soft voice speak up. He knows who I am? That's surprising. Here Mark stood with a moss green cashier apron, working his part-time job and at the same time meeting his high school crush. Hard to believe, right? "Yeah, yep! That's me, Ranboo. Uh, Your Tobias! Great to see you here, it's been a while since high school. How are you?"

Mark provided a wide grin, genuinely excited awaiting his answers. Maybe, he would get to know her. Ranboo fixed his mocha waves so it wouldn't droop low on his forehead, brushing the heap to the side. Revealing his own set of sapphire eyes which always seemed to stare dead into the others. Almost intimidating but his smile makes up for it. I mean he always did seem intimidating, being 6'6 was never a thing he'd like to brag about when meeting strangers.

It was freakishly tall for his age but Mark had grown used to the comments on this subject. "Your so tall!" , "What do you eat?" and "Your a giant, dude!". He'd just smile back. Snapping himself out of thought Ranboo Placed his abnormal long, thin fingers on the items checking each one out while keeping an eye upon null. Gazing into the individuals eyes what seemed like ages for him. His heart was skipping beats but it wasn't nearly as awkward as his conversation skills.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @booboipresents //

Hive was bored.

Extremely.

She wasn't sure what to do. Nothing had quite peaked the interest of that small attention span for longer than 5 minutes. 'Monster' by Skillet was blasting in bee decorated headphones as hive sat on the bed. Air drumming away, he seemed to await for ideas.

None came. Not yet. Tubbo waited. Until it was bored of waiting. Waiting was annoying as well. Tobias would get up from the bed and grabbed a satchel, sewn with various patches from bees to the warning sign and band logos. It was also literred in badges of all sorts. It waited for a little bit, standing there quite eerily. Toby seemed conflicted on what to do. Where to go to be more accurate. Until the idea of popping into town came to mind.

And off he went.

To town.

Tubbo arrives in the bustling little town near campus grounds. It was nice to say the least. Though nothing exciting. He couldn't remember what was packed in the satchel and still entered one if the local shops. Inside? A little bell seemed to ding his presence and she simply ignored it. His eyes wandered around before eyeing some compressed air. His eyes also seemed to linger around to find some nails and other supplies like hammers. She needed a new one. Probably. Even if he wasn't, it knew it'd be protected with more hammers. There was some grease - that went unnoticed - upon the individuals face. Oops. Oh well. Tubbo continued to gather some things, also spotting m&ms. Placing them on top, he decided to grab a basket. In it were nails, screws, some fireworks, a hammer and m&ms so far. Brown hair fell over the eyes, it didn't stop null however.

Nothing was going to stop him.

She was content lurking around for a bit. She hadn't actually noticed the cashier was someone he was fond of (most definitely fond of them) and started humming softly to the song change, bopping her head away. It was nice to listen to music whilst shopping. He was trying to find some blu tac and good glue but nothing. It'll probably be in another shop. Probably. Could ask but Tubbo wasn't feeling the most social. No one would know that though. And anyway, only certain people could disrupte that no social feeling out of the window in a positive manner. Some people just gave Tubbo light.

// "Meeting Him Again" Thread with @tubbo-bo-underscore //

The disorganized chatter amongst the store rung through Ranboo's brain. When would his shift be over? The only thought that remained in his head seemed to repeat over and over again. As the pile of customers rushed through the counter handing them the items. Ranboo kept a plastic smile smeared over his face as he always sent them off with a "Have a great day!". The rude interactions with peculiar customers never seemed to bother them. It was normalized in such a cheap skate store; horrid behavior to staff wasn't minded at this point. As his manager quotes "The customer is always right." The point of arguing and rebelling seemed absolutely useless against the stuck-up and arrogant manager who twirled the store in his hands.. Mocha eyes stared dead into the souls of customers who were busy with their own troubles as they unloaded their carts.

Well, Mark did need the money so he might as well deal with it eh? "Have a great day miss." Mark's monotone voice smiled meaninglessly at the frustrated and obnoxious lady. She scoffed, carrying her plastic bag and walking off. That ought to get a bad review, even though Ranboo had done nothing but do his job. "This might be the 5th ill-mannered person I may be serving today." They thought to themselves as they unloaded the next mans cart. He seemed to be a genuine guy, passing off small smiles as he finished. "Have a great day sir." He sighed as the next customer piled on. One thing that Ranboo noticed immediately was that the boy seemed to be of his age who was bobbing along to bee-adorned headphones. Creative, he thought. One absurd thought that also rung through his mind was that the customer was quite cute. Not to say Mark didn't get any cute or his age customers but that this person seemed to be special. Nostalgia of high-school smacked his brain ruthlessly as he remembered that this was the boy that Ranboo has grown quite fond of in high-school. Nothing but crimson red glances and quick "Hi!'s". But another odd aspect rose upon him; she seemed to be unloading a bunch of, one might say weird things. M&M's was normal but nails, fire-works and a HAMMER?? "Uhm, hey? What might you need these for?" Mark asked. He realized he was being quite nosy but he went for it anyway. Tapping the smaller boy on the shoulder with a soft smile.