Ranboo helped Soul into the house slowly, Michael following behind with the few bags they managed to accumulate.
Soul flopped onto the couch and stared at the ceiling lost and confused.
Who the hell was Ren? Was it the belly dancer? Did he hear herā¦?
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Soul eyed the pendant, it was cute with petals like a flower framing the jewel in the middle. āSoulā Ranboo repeated, Soul glanced up at him.155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”qadaPpPhHE
āYou okay?ā155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”g13kebtNVR
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Ranboo sighed āI'm gonna go back and get a couple more things, Tubbo will be back soonā Ranboo said with a small smile, Soul nodded and watched as Ranboo left with Michael in hand.
The house was silent as Soul laid quietly on the couch, his eyes threatening him with a feeling of fatigue. He turned to his side and stared out the small window near him watching as rain began to fall. The sound of the rain hitting the glass gently causing his eyes to flutter shut.155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”Lc7NOO1Hvm
āYouāll come back, right?ā
āRightā¦Alex?ā
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Soul groaned groggily as he was shaken gently awake, a gentle hand on his shoulder. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”AD1Sz5UvAO
āHey, Soulā¦itās Quackityā 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”Vdhb719wTc
Soul shot up quickly and Quackity chuckled, āwell, good morning to you to starshineā he teased, Soul rolled his eyes and eyed Quackity. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”xwgg47MKag
Even if it had been a solid week since he stayed at Ranbooās he felt like it had been years, he sighed and Quackity smiled.
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Quackity chuckled and ruffled Soulās hair catching him off guard, his cheeks pinkening just a little. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”yfNZmZ6SHM
āHad to make sure you were adjusting well, have you been able to go into crowds easily?ā he asked as he poured a cup of water in the kitchen before returning and giving it to Soul. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”YJYdffv73w
Soul took a sip with a small nod. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”Czbr1jxo44
āRanboo said you were opening up moreā¦ā 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”8PXFF6CwTy
Soul blinked and shrugged. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”AxlTbi98Fe
āI guess,ā he mumbled, standing slowly. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”KyrufaQrdS
Quackity watched as he grabbed a rag from the table next to him and wiping his hands, he had fallen asleep after helping oil the wheels on Technoās wagon. Apparently Techno was returning home, although he never seemed to really stay around long much anyways. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”N3hxGio3kn
āYour beanieā¦ā Soul stopped gesturing to Quackityās slick black hair that hung low above his shoulders. 155Please respect copyright.ļ¼°ļ¼„ļ¼®ļ¼”ļ¼®ļ¼”zksBdHcsP6
Quackity sighed āyeah, i lost itā¦so im stuck giving everyone an unintentional hair revealā Soul smiled at the statement and sat down next to Quackity, still in his pjās.
Soul eyed his hair āitāsā¦not badā he said, Quackity raised an eyebrow.
āI-I mean, you pull it off- it looks good on youā Soul stuttered, crossing his legs criss crossed on the couch, Quackity eyed him before smirking.
āDo you want to play with it?ā
Soul stared and bit his lip, the door to the house opened and Tubbo walked in.
āOh, sorryā Tubbo said with a small smile saluting to Soul with two fingers, Soul returned it.
Quackity glanced at Soul and cleared his throat, āI did come to give you somethingā he said, Soul raised an eyebrow.
āOh?ā
He handed Soul a thick envelope and Soul took it hesitantly, āI went to see Dream and he demanded I give this to youā he sighed āif there is anything incriminating or threatening, tell me instantly pleaseā he said. Soul nodded and Quackity stood.
āIāll see you around, stay safeā
Soul stood gripping the envelope and Quackity froze, cocking an eyebrow.
āSomething wrong?ā
Soul was silent before avoiding his eyes.
āWill he ever be let out?ā
Quackity shrugged.
āI donāt know. Weāll seeā
It was quiet and Quackity left leaving Soul standing in silence.
āYou okay dude?ā
Soul glanced back to see Tubbo, he was watching him curiously, Soul cleared his throat and ran his fingers through his hair.
āYeah, yeah sorry- just thinking of what to doā he said, Tubbo grinned.
āWell, Iām going to a bookstore to get Michael some books if you want to join,ā he suggested. Soul raised an eyebrow and smiled, tossing the letter to the side.
āSureā
Tubbo smiled āthen go get dressed, you chaotic devilā he poked, Soul rolled his eyes and ran up the stairs to get changed.
Soul ran his fingers over the bindings of the books, the smell of leather and musk filling his senses, he didnāt hate it thatās for sure.
As he pulled a book from the shelf Michael followed Tubbo to the kids section, Soul flipped through the pages a weird feeling of deja vu overwhelming him.
He hummed a foreing tune as he looked through the books, his fingers lingering over a blue bound book.
The binding had the words āAlex Dolphinniaā scrawled in gold ink in beautiful curves and swirls, he pulled it from the shelf dust falling from the pages when it slipped from his hands and hit the ground.
He crouched down to pick it up and blew the dust off the leather unsuccessfully, he sighed and wiped the dust off with his hands.
The cover was covered in beautiful liquid swirls swirling around the page, dolphins jumping from water, a crown falling into his hands, he chuckled and traced his fingers over the words on the cover.
āAlex Dolphinnia, the twin godā
He fiddled with the lock that latched it shut when Tubbo rounded the corner, āhey, you find anything?ā he questioned, Soul nodded and handed him the book. Tubboās eyebrows raised then furrowed confused.
āA history book on Manberg? You could just ask meā¦ā he said, Soul shrugged.
āEh, i don't knowā¦it just seems interesting, wait how long have you lived here?ā he blinked, totally ignoring the fact that Tubbo saw it as a history book.
What was this book? Magic?
āI've lived here since i was a kidā he chuckled, Soulās eyes widened.
āOh- then how old are you?ā
Tubbo laughed and squeezed Michaelās hand. āCāmon lets get out of hereā
Soul yawned as he sat out in a field near the forest's edge which led to the snowy cliffs of Snowchester. It was mind blowing how quickly biomeās and weather changed around here, Soul leaned back and looked at the sky watching clouds float by silently.
As soul propped his legs up on a rock and leaned against the lush grass below he hummed a tune which slowly turned into a song, he sang bravely and sweetly making birds shiver and join along.
A twig snapped, Soulās singing came to a stop abruptly and he sat up looking around.
āWhoās there?ā
A figure at the edge moved and detached from the shadows, Soulās eyes narrowed.
āYouāre Wilburā¦ā
Wilbur chuckled and adjusted his glasses āwe meet againā he smirked, Soul sighed and propped himself up against a tree behind him.
āWhat are you doing all the way out hereā¦ā he frowned, popping open a bottle and downing a pill.
An anxiety pill to be exact.
Wilbur eyed him and shrugged looking to the sky.
āJust taking a walk, itās a beautiful dayā he smiled letting his head drop to look at Soul who was watching a rabbit graze.
āIt isā¦ā Soul mumbled.
āSay, I never got your nameā¦youāre the kid staying with Quackity right? How old are you?ā He questioned lighting a cigarette, Soul rolled his eyes and stood slowly.
āNameās Soul, Iām 18 and yes Iām the kid staying with Quackity. Except currently Iām staying with Tubbo and Ranbooā he said, Wilburās eyes narrowed.
āI see.ā
It was silent for a few moments and Wilburās cigarette slipped from his fingers to the ground, he stomped it out and shoved his hands into his trench coat.
āWanna see something cool?ā Wilbur questioned, Soul looked over at him.
āSorry?ā
Wilbur smiled and gestured to the book laying next to him that Soul had yet to actually open.
āYouāre interested in Lāmanbergās history? I can show you it.ā He said with a sly grin, Soul cocked an eyebrow.
Soul shook his head with a small smile, āwhy notā Wilbur grinned and gestured for him to follow.
āWeāve gotta get to Pogtopia first, itās on the wayā he said, not looking behind him, Soul hummed.
āSo, musician, are ya?ā He urged for a conversation, Soul shrugged.
āI guess, Iām not really good at it thoughā¦ā he said, Wilbur smiled and turned towards him walking backwards now.
āI could teach youā
Soulās eyes lit up.
āWould you?ā Wilbur laughed and grinned.
āSure, Iāve got nothing else to doā
Soul grinned and ran to join Wilburās side.
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āHere, give me your handā Wilbur said offering his hand down to Soul, Soul took it and he pulled him up onto the hillās summit.
Soul wiped dirt from his cropped sweatshirt and parachute pants before looking to Wilbur who was gesturing for him to follow him below.
āSo, where exactly are we going?ā
Wilbur smiled and lit a cigarette as they walked.
āBack in time, this wayā he said blowing smoke into the air, Soul nodded as he led him to a crumbling tower made of stone and obsidian.
āThis is one of Eretās many old Towersā¦thereās one over there as wellā he explained, pointing to a tower just as similar in the distance.
āWhoās Eret?ā
Wilbur helped him over a broken step and smudged his cigarette against the wall as they walked. His hands shoved in his pockets, Soul looked down at the floor below them as they walked up the winding stairs.
āHeās the King of Pogtopiaā¦or was, Iām not sure if he still isā he chuckled, āheās an old friend of mine I havenāt seen in yearsā he sighed and pulled himself up onto the edge of crumbling stone looking out at the world below him.
Soul blinked and Wilbur turned to Soul offering him a hand ācareful, youāll die falling from this heightā Soul nodded and took Wilburās outstretched hand.
Wilbur pulled him up helping Soul stop wobbling and catch a grip on something so he didnāt fall. When Soul looked up at the land in front of him his eyes widened and he gasped.
āThisā¦is Lāmanberg?ā
Wilbur slowly sat down letting one leg dangle and the other steady himself as he pulled out a flask and took a swig.
āYep, after many wars it was left like this. We gave- or more like Tubbo gave upā he chuckled to himself, Soul held himself up and peered out at the massive crater in the ground. Crumbling houses and boardwalks were still barely intact and noticeable as vines covered and grew on them individually.
The ruins were beautiful, but what happened was clearly horrifying.
āWhat does Tubbo have to do with any of this?ā He questioned, Wilbur cocked an eyebrow.
āI guess he doesnāt talk about it anymore, does he? Well uh let me tell you the storyā he said gesturing for him to sit, Soul carefully lowered himself and pulled his legs to his chest.
āLetās beginā
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