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Story thing :
Ranboo was new to the SMP, so he didn’t really understand the whole event with Tubbo, L’Manburg, and Tommy and Exile, so he stayed neutral throughout it. However, he would be there for those who just wanted to talk about life, or anything. He held no grudge against anyone, despite what people told him. With that being said, Tubbo enjoyed chatting with him occasionally.
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Ranboo sat on the dark stairs, overlooking L’Manburg. He didn’t really know about the country in great detail, only a small background from the books Wilbur had written, including its fight for Independence. After that, he knew nothing. He knew of some guy named Schlatt, and something about an election, but nothing beyond that.
“Could I join you?” a voice from behind him politely asked. He turned around and it appeared to be the very distraught president. As the enderman nodded, Tubbo sat beside him, looking onto his country. “How are you, friend?” Ranboo asked.
“You know what? Things have been good, the people have been settled, and calm! I’ve been keeping up-to-date with the paperwork I need to do. It’s just Tommy. I visited him a few days ago, and it’s almost as if he’s a completely different person, his attitude, his personality. I’m worried about him, you know what I mean?”
“Mhm, I do, have you tried apologizing about whatever happened?” Ranboo suggested.
“I went to his exile yesterday to do that, but he didn’t listen. I invited him to come to L’Manburg for Christmas! Everyone talks about how there’s been something missing since Tommy left, but he refused, and told me to leave.” Tubbo exclaimed, looking at his feet ashamed.
Ranboo sighed, and looked Tubbo in the eyes ,“he may just need more time to himself. It’s been 4 years, and he's got a year left. If he's still angry, then let him be. You can't do anything about it, at least you've tried. Before you say anything, I know, you miss what you used to have, but he’s going to act differently towards you since you sent him away."
The president always felt comfortable with the Enderman, since he always used to understand, and know exactly what to say to calm his nerves. He was new, yet he understood everyone's pain, which was both nice but incredibly sad.
“Thanks Ranboo, for just listening. It’s nice to talk to someone neutral.” Tubbo praised, as he looked at his country once more. “I never really wanted to be president of this country, you know? I knew something would happen between someone, I mean, with Tommy, it was inevitable.”
They both paused, before Ranboo could slip in a question that Tubbo had never actually asked himself, or considered, “then why did you become president?”
“I guess it was in the moment, Wilbur couldn't because Techno showed him anarchy was the way, so he chose Tommy to become president, and he couldn’t since he had ‘unfinished business’ with Dream, so then he passed it onto me. It would become comedic if I couldn’t either. Like hot potato I suppose, everyone has to have a good enough reason not to have it, or else you get burnt.” Tubbo explained, as Ranboo sat there on the cold, dark stairs, watching the country, as if he was picturing it evolve right in front of his eyes.
It was so relaxing, just to listen to someone talk, without the expectation to say or do anything. Just to sit there in silence,as they ramble on. Except, until a strange, energetic voice from behind them yelped for all to hear:

“Guess who's back, Bitches!”

BE PROUD OF ME, THIS WAS ORGANISED SO I DIDN'T HAVE TO WRITE IT IN THE MORNING!
ps. also forgot to put on paper, Ranboo doesn't know about his past either, same as his crown, he forgot :]

Description

Story thing :
Ranboo was new to the SMP, so he didn’t really understand the whole event with Tubbo, L’Manburg, and Tommy and Exile, so he stayed neutral throughout it. However, he would be there for those who just wanted to talk about life, or anything. He held no grudge against anyone, despite what people told him. With that being said, Tubbo enjoyed chatting with him occasionally.
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Ranboo sat on the dark stairs, overlooking L’Manburg. He didn’t really know about the country in great detail, only a small background from the books Wilbur had written, including its fight for Independence. After that, he knew nothing. He knew of some guy named Schlatt, and something about an election, but nothing beyond that.
“Could I join you?” a voice from behind him politely asked. He turned around and it appeared to be the very distraught president. As the enderman nodded, Tubbo sat beside him, looking onto his country. “How are you, friend?” Ranboo asked.
“You know what? Things have been good, the people have been settled, and calm! I’ve been keeping up-to-date with the paperwork I need to do. It’s just Tommy. I visited him a few days ago, and it’s almost as if he’s a completely different person, his attitude, his personality. I’m worried about him, you know what I mean?”
“Mhm, I do, have you tried apologizing about whatever happened?” Ranboo suggested.
“I went to his exile yesterday to do that, but he didn’t listen. I invited him to come to L’Manburg for Christmas! Everyone talks about how there’s been something missing since Tommy left, but he refused, and told me to leave.” Tubbo exclaimed, looking at his feet ashamed.
Ranboo sighed, and looked Tubbo in the eyes ,“he may just need more time to himself. It’s been 4 years, and he's got a year left. If he's still angry, then let him be. You can't do anything about it, at least you've tried. Before you say anything, I know, you miss what you used to have, but he’s going to act differently towards you since you sent him away."
The president always felt comfortable with the Enderman, since he always used to understand, and know exactly what to say to calm his nerves. He was new, yet he understood everyone's pain, which was both nice but incredibly sad.
“Thanks Ranboo, for just listening. It’s nice to talk to someone neutral.” Tubbo praised, as he looked at his country once more. “I never really wanted to be president of this country, you know? I knew something would happen between someone, I mean, with Tommy, it was inevitable.”
They both paused, before Ranboo could slip in a question that Tubbo had never actually asked himself, or considered, “then why did you become president?”
“I guess it was in the moment, Wilbur couldn't because Techno showed him anarchy was the way, so he chose Tommy to become president, and he couldn’t since he had ‘unfinished business’ with Dream, so then he passed it onto me. It would become comedic if I couldn’t either. Like hot potato I suppose, everyone has to have a good enough reason not to have it, or else you get burnt.” Tubbo explained, as Ranboo sat there on the cold, dark stairs, watching the country, as if he was picturing it evolve right in front of his eyes.
It was so relaxing, just to listen to someone talk, without the expectation to say or do anything. Just to sit there in silence,as they ramble on. Except, until a strange, energetic voice from behind them yelped for all to hear:

“Guess who's back, Bitches!”

BE PROUD OF ME, THIS WAS ORGANISED SO I DIDN'T HAVE TO WRITE IT IN THE MORNING!
ps. also forgot to put on paper, Ranboo doesn't know about his past either, same as his crown, he forgot :]