Chaos

When Wilbur got used to him being there everything got ten more chaotic.

The dining hall became ten times louder and drama was flying. More upper class started going through the castle and everyone was far more busy.

Though being more busy doesn't mean they weren't still causing their own chaos.

Tubbo and him made a machine that would open a door every time it was closed. They put it on Sapnap's door and they came back the next day to see there was no more door.

Ranboo had the idea to switch all of Techno's clothes with Niki's. Techno ended up finding his clothes in Eret's talor room.

Though his favorite of the early endeavors had to be the time they managed to steal Wilburs guitar.

He was helping Wilbur with sorting scrolls and books when he saw Wilbur's guitar.

It was decorated with fish and stars. He thinks the right word was constellations.

The guitar was hanging off of Wilburs back. It wasn't tightly on, it swung around when Wilbur walked.

He had the idea to try to take it. He didn't think he actually could, he was more trying to bother Wilbur.

He pretended like he was putting some books in their spot and set the down before snatching the satchel holding the guitar and pulling up and back.

The guitar came off Wilbur casually. He sputtered back then ran off with it. He swung the guitar onto his shoulder so it wouldn't drag on the floor.

"Ge me back my guitar you gremlin!" Wilbur yelled as he chased after him.

"I'm never stopping for you, bald bitch!" He yelled remembering Wilburs love for his hair.

"I'm not bald, you fuck!" Wilbur huffed.

"I don't think so Wilbur!" He laughed as he turned a corner.

He waved to Kristen as he ran by her and heard her giggle at the stupid antics.

He didn't know where exactly he would go so he was just running around to evade Wilbur. That was, until he remembered Ranboo.

He grabbed his necklace and focused on sending mischief through it. He felt a fond feeling be sent back.

He saw purple sparks near him, then felt a pair of arm go around him, then another burst of purple and suddenly he was out in the courtyard.

"Hi." He heard a familiar voice greet.

"Ranboo!" He cheered and hugged the man.

"Is that Wilburs guitar?" Ranboo questioned, patting his head.

"My grand heist was a success." He nodded and held up the guitar.

"So I was you get away man? Could Tom not escape by himself?" Ran coed twirling him around.

"Waaaaa!" He screamed, raiping his legs around Ran so he wouldn't be sent flying.

"Never knew you were so clingy Toms." Ran laughed as he stopped twirling,

"Die!" He yelled, pulling himself up and biting Ran's neck in anger.

Ran made some Enderman hissing sound. This is one of those times he wished he learned a general translation spell instead of specific one. But then again he doesn't want to know what the rats are saying.

Rans blood filled his mouth and he remembered how bloody the neck was.

Ran's blood was odd though.

It tasted much better. He couldn't get enough of it.

Though he knew he couldn't suck the Lengthy fucker dry, if he did that he would be charged with murder of a government official. He lose his get away man (Ran was not his friend or anyone close to that and he would have yelled at them for their lies), he also wouldn't be able to taste the blood ever again.

He unlatched his teeth from Ran's neck and licked the wound so more blood didn't come out.

He may have added some healing magic to his saliva but that wasn't relay important.

He looked at Rans face with a toothy grin and saw Rans face all shades of purple, and Ranboo was breathing heavily through his mouth.

They stared at each other before he decided to say say something.

"You taste so much better than other Endermen. Is it something to do with your sentience?" He questioned knowing he just let loose the flood gates.

"Wait, I taste good?!" I thought you just bit me because you were mad! Wait are you hinting at haven eaten an Enderman or- something else..?" Ranboo sputtered.

"I used to drink the blood of Enderman after taking their eyes. I don't think I've ever eaten one before, their flesh feels to soft, like an infant or small child." He explained, putting his hand on Ran's cheek. "Or in your case, a very malnutritous, small, and boney child on the brink of death from starvation." He insulted Ran, smiling at him with an evil grin.

Right before Ran could say something, they heard a distant yell.

"Thomas! Give me back my guitar!" They heard Wilbur yell scream with the battle cry of a thousand soldiers from somewhere in the castle. They saw a window shatter and knew Wilbur was in Thomas' room.

Ranboo's POV (Rewind)

He was resting after training with Techno when he felt Tom send a feeling of mischief.

What could his little bird boy be planning now? No, no shut stupid tired brain.

He thought of being right beside Tom, shut his eyes then opened them and teleported.

He grabbed onto a running Tom and teleported to a place in the castle without people. That place ended up being the court yard.

"Hi." He smiled seeing how hyper Tom was.

"Ranboo!" Tom laughed, hugging onto him.

He felt his cheeks warm at the happy expression on Tom's face when he saw him.

He noticed Wilburs guitar on Tom's back and he was confused. How did Tom get Wilburs guitar? Wilbur always had it on and it was his prized possession.

"Is that Wilbur's guitar?" He questioned, trying not to laugh. As he pat Tom's head.

He smiled when he felt Tom lean into his touch.

"My grand heist was a success." He stated proudly, nodding his head and holding the guitar in front of him.

"So I was your get away man? Could Tom not escape by himself?" He teased, twirling around with Tom safely tucked in his arms.

Tom latched onto him and blush covered his face.

Soooo clossse!

"Waaaaaa!" Tom yelled.

"Never knew you were so clingy, Toms." He giggled, fondness in his voice as he stoped spinning.

"Die!" Tom yelled with a grumpy face.

Tom pushed himself up and he saw Tom's canines get longer and his young akin to one of a dragon.

All of a sudden Tom bit into his neck.

He let out a startled moan and tensed up.

He thanked Jean that he defaulted to Enderman.

Then his mind started spiraling.

Is Tom one of those people that fuck people when they are mad?

Wait! Why is Tom sucking!?

He tried to muffle another moan and from Tom's lack of reaction he guessed it worked.

Tom suddenly let go and licked the bite mark.

the lick made his body shiver and he was extra sensitive almost everywhere, some more than others. Tom pulled away and looked at him.

Drool was dripping down the mans face, blood lined the inside of his mouth, and a hungry look in his eyes.

He was shell shocked by the scene and couldn't bring himself to say words.

"You taste so much better than other endermen. Is it something to do with your sentience?" Tm asked leaning in ever so closer.

"Wait I thought you just bite me because you were mad. Wait, are you hinting at haven eaten an Enderman or- something else..?" He sputtered, lying a little bit.

"I used to drink the blood of Endermen after taking their eyes. I don't think I've eaten them before, their flesh feels to soft, like an infant or small child." Tom explained, cupping his cheek. "Or in your case, a malnourished, small, boney child on the brink of death from starvation." Tommy added with the most stupid yet funny stare he could have given. Ho could he have said that? So rude! But kind of true..

His brain couldn't decide on if Tom explaining his habit of drinking his species blood was insanely hot or insanely disturbing.

"Thomas! Give me back my guitar!" He heard Wilbur yell louder than Jeans roar. He saw a window shatter to Tom's room and knew that Tom and knew that they would have been dead from ear rape if they weren't hear with him.

'End of Ranoo's POV'

'Tubbo's POV'

Seems those two are having fun.