Hello

If you're a returning reader who needs a refresher or you're new to the series, here's the link to the Wattpad book (still WIP ofc):

https://www.wattpad.com/story/338220134-the-icarus-theory

Hint: There's another fanfiction coming out soon :0

Thanks for reading :D

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Trigger Warnings: Slight panicking, mentions of mental illnesses, mention of weapons

Chapter name from "Alkaline" by Timeflies

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Chapter Ten: If Only to Find (You Start to Believe)

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"No reason," Purpled shrugged casually. "Just thought he sounded a little familiar."

"Yeah, a lot of people have heard of me," Áspro said in a low monotone voice, eyes narrowed.

Purpled met the gaze evenly. "Hmm."

"Sorry to interrupt," Eret grinned apologetically. "But I'll have to leave now. Ponk, Tubbo, will you two bring them to Callahan?"

"Yeah, sure," Tubbo mumbled.

Eret turned with a swish of rainbows and strode confidently away with Áspro flanking them. Purpled watched them leave, suspicion growing in his gut. Then he looked at Ponk. "Are we done here?"

"Still straight to the point like always, huh?" Ponk winked at him before rounding up the other boys like a shepherd. Ranboo and Tubbo were awkwardly sneaking glances at each other, while Tommy told Slimecicle about Tubbo.

"How long have you been doing this work?" Ponk asked as he led them up a grand marble staircase.

Purpled focused on the clack of shoes against stone as he answered "Three years. How long have you guys been with Eret?"

"Áspro's been here for about four years. This is my second year, and Tubbo joined a little while after I did. I kind of deal with plants and medicines around the place. Tubbo is a pretty popular diplomat. Callahan sometimes goes to meetings with Tubbo, but he's mainly the royal advisor."

"Callahan? That's a good choice."

"I know! Callahan's pretty awesome, and even if he's mute, he gives the best advice."

"You were the one who planted the cherry blossoms, right?"

Ponk nodded happily. "You realized?"

"They're beautiful."

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Ranboo decided to break the silence between him and Tubbo. "So uh, Tubbo, right?"

"Yes? May I help you?" Tubbo said professionally.

Ranboo blushed. "I just want to get to know you."

"Oh, okay. Yeah, I'm Tubbo. I am dyslexic, though, so I apologise for some errors I might make while speaking."

"That's okay. So, Tubbo, where are you from?"

"Well, I was born in L'Manberg, but I grew up in New Pogtopia."

Ranboo was startled. I was also from New Pogtopia.

"At some point when I was thirteen or so, I moved to Snowchester with my friend for a few months. We fell apart, though, and I went back to L'Manberg. That's where I met Tommy." Tubbo grinned affectionately at the loud blond in front of them.

"Tommy says you're gay," Ranboo blurted. He mentally cursed himself for that.

Tubbo blinked, surprised. Then he burst out laughing. "Ah, he says that a lot. I am actually interested in boys, though."

"That's cool, so am I," Ranboo grinned. "So, what happened to your other friend? The one you moved to Snowchester with?"

"He, uh, he has some mental illnesses. Dementia, depression, and some Intriguer guy who keeps possessing him and some shit." Tubbo looked away sadly. "Whenever his 'voice' took control of him, he would start doing dangerous things."

There was a tightness in Ranboo's chest, and he felt dizzy. "Like what?" he choked out.

"He would hurt himself sometimes, he would yell about the universe breaking, about how Dream Exdi was destroying the world, something about how every life was connected or some shit. He called it 'Theseus's theory.'"

"Theseus? Theseus is Tommy's chosen name."

"That's interesting..."

"What happened then?"

"One day, it was really bad. We were in Snowchester, and the Puppetmaster got to him again. He attacked me with a kitchen knife and stabbed my hand before snapping out of it." Tubbo blinked away tears. "He told me to leave and to never come back. I knew he was trying to protect me, but it still hurt like hell."

"I'm sorry." Ranboo felt suffocated.

Tell him. Ask him. You know the answer.

"Dream, no," Ranboo whispered.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Tubbo asked. Ranboo shook his head.

Ask him. You know who he's talking about.

"What was your friend's name?"

"I'm not sure, I think it was Ronbur? Ranbii? No, it wasn't... I called him Boo sometimes..." Suddenly Tubbo froze. "Wait, what?"

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