p dir="ltr""Tubbo? Ranboo? Where you at, mates?" Philza asked, floating down into the pair's shared underground complex. The Elytrian cautiously stepped out of the vertical shaft, settling his wings. He wasn't a fan of underground spaces, and although the pair had put in a lot of effort to bring the overworld to the underground, Philza still felt a bit claustrophobic down here./p
p dir="ltr"Despite his slight discomfort, Philza inhaled the sweet scents of grass and flowers permeating the space. He looked around, spotting the open piston door across from the entrance to the base immediately. He walked forward into the hub and followed his ears into Tubbo's work room./p
p dir="ltr"The young Bee had his goggles pulled down while he worked busily on the sheet of metal in front of him. The much taller Enderian that shared the base with Tubbo was leaning against a table, watching. Philza' movement in the doorway drew Ranboo's notice and he looked up with a slightly surprised, but happy expression. "Oh! Hi Phil!" He chirped./p
p dir="ltr""Hey mate." Philza drawled, his gaze shifting back to the young Bee Engineer busy at work. "He almost done?" He asked./p
p dir="ltr""Nearly. He has almost all the parts done, just needs to finish this part." Ranboo nodded happily. "While we wait, do you want a bite to eat?" He offered./p
p dir="ltr""Sure." Philza replied, shrugging. He resettled his wings, and followed the lanky Enderian toward the kitchen./p
p dir="ltr"The pair put together a few sandwiches, Philza taking one and Ranboo claiming two for himself. Ranboo did take a moment to put a bit of honey mead in a mug for Tubbo before he began working on his own sandwiches./p
p dir="ltr"It didn't take long for Tubbo to emerge, and Ranboo held the mug out to Tubbo. The blonde Bee accepted the mug gratefully and took a small sip. He let the liquid rest in his mouth for a moment, before swallowing and giving Ranboo a smirk. "Blackberry with a hint of Honeysuckle." He said proudly./p
p dir="ltr"The Enderian stared at the much shorter Bee for a moment before slumping, seemingly defeated. "How do you get it every single time." He grumbled, rhetorically./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo jabbed a thumb toward his chest, a grin starting to spread across his face. "Bee." He stated proudly./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo rolled his eyes, and took a bite of his sandwich./p
p dir="ltr"Philza smiled at the pair as he finished off his own sandwich. He observed the pair as they finished their meals and quipped back and forth almost as much as an old married couple. The young Enderian was tall. Easily two and a half meters (8.5 feet), his skin the same shiny, otherworldly black as his distant cousins, the Enderfolk. In stark contrast, Tubbo was barely one and a half meters (5 feet), and looked almost human if it weren't for the pair of black antennae and the set of long translucent wings./p
p dir="ltr"When Philza first encountered the pair, he was initially spooked by Ranboo, as was everyone. But he was a good kid and once you got to know him, he was very kind, even to the point of a fault./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo on the older hand, well. Like any wild bee, seemed very friendly at first, but the kid was smart as a whip and had a huge knowledge base. He rarely let much about himself slip though unless it was to his friends, which Philza considered a smart move, considering the knowledge he had researched on Tubbo's people./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo finished his sandwiches quickly, which prompted Tubbo to gulp down the last few sips of his honey mead. The young Bee sighed happily, setting the mug aside. "I've got all the parts packed up. Hopefully Father Fragrance is awake early."/p
p dir="ltr"Philza nodded as Tubbo turned to head to the bedroom, pulling his shirt over his head. Ranboo followed, also needing his change out of his work clothes./p
p dir="ltr"Philza wandered out of the kitchen and back into the entrance hall. The kids had asked him to tag along, which he was happy to do./p
p dir="ltr"The pair was quickly back, with clean clothes and light armor. Ranboo holding his umbrella his his hand while he settled his inventory bag. Philza launched himself up with a powerful kick, he landed on the ground around the entrance to the pair's bunker, and looked down at Tubbo, who had spread his wings and was flying up the shaft to the surface./p
p dir="ltr"A few meters away, Philza saw ender particles gather, compress for a moment, and Ranboo seemed to spawn from space, as if he just popped into existence. The light drizzle outside made Ranboo flinch slightly, and he snapped open his umbrella quickly./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo joined the pair quickly, and ducked under Ranboo's umbrella as well, brushing the splatters of water off his wings with a slightly disgusted expression./p
p dir="ltr"It was thankfully a short walk, and as they approached the church, the doors were already open and a warm light emanated from the inside./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance was up and about, already replacing the wilted flowers on the altar with fresh ones. He glanced up when the three entered. "Ah! Welcome to the Church of Fragrance!" He said, spreading his arms wide. The young Arachnid smiled as kindly as he could. While his slightly scruffy side-burns made him appear as if he was the same age as Philza, in truth, the young man was only a few years older than Tubbo./p
p dir="ltr""We made something for you Shla-ah! I mean Father Fragrance!" Tubbo said./p
p dir="ltr""Really?" Father Fragrance replied, clocking his head in curiosity./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo nodded. "Yes. Do you have a spare room that we can set it up in? Even a corner of your kitchen would work. As long as it's in a well-ventilated area."/p
p dir="ltr""Kitchen would be best." Father Fragrance replied, tucking his hands into his sleeves. "Follow."/p
p dir="ltr"The four walked to the kitchen, Ranboo in particular nearly wiggling in joy./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance indicated toward a table shoved against the wall. "You can put it there." He said./p
p dir="ltr"The two young folk quickly got to work unpacking the contraption from Tubbo's pack. Philza sidled over to the nearly untouched basket of fruit on Father Fragrance's counter. He grabbed one of the apples and immediately began munching on it./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance glanced at the older man, and smiled slightly. "Feel free to eat anything," he drawled./p
p dir="ltr"Philza smirked between bites, enjoying the rich appley taste and scent of the fruit. While the young Arachnid enjoyed the scents of nature, he was unfortunately unable to properly consume those sorts of things, due to the carnivorous constitution of his species. He still enjoyed a good beer with Philza now and again. When plant matter was distilled into alcohols, the Arachnid people were able to consume it, which resulted in the admittedly accurate stereotype and a running joke that an Arachnid could drink a dwarf half to death and leave a bar just pleasantly buzzed. /p
p dir="ltr"As the two kids set up the mechanism, Father Fragrance's eyes went wide as it came together. "Is that what I think it is?" He asked, his voice shaking. "No fucking way." He said, a wide grin spreading across his face./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo finished inserting the last piece of the small still. "If you think it's a Still for distilling scented oils, it's exactly what you think it is." He nodded cheerfully./p
p dir="ltr""No fucking way." Father Fragrance repeated. He looked at the two kids. "You two. Oh my god. I'm getting choked up." He said, his voice tight. He brushed his eyes, and smiled. "Oh my god, you kids."/p
p dir="ltr""You like it?" Tubbo asked./p
p dir="ltr""Like it? I love it!" He said, moving forward and grabbing the two kids in a tight hug. "First scent I'm distilling will be for you two."/p
p dir="ltr""You don't have to…" Ranboo started./p
p dir="ltr""I'm doing it!" Father Fragrance insisted./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo looked up at the taller Arachid. "I'm looking forward to it, Schlatt. Ah, I mean Father Fragrance."/p
p dir="ltr"Despite his slight discomfort, Philza inhaled the sweet scents of grass and flowers permeating the space. He looked around, spotting the open piston door across from the entrance to the base immediately. He walked forward into the hub and followed his ears into Tubbo's work room./p
p dir="ltr"The young Bee had his goggles pulled down while he worked busily on the sheet of metal in front of him. The much taller Enderian that shared the base with Tubbo was leaning against a table, watching. Philza' movement in the doorway drew Ranboo's notice and he looked up with a slightly surprised, but happy expression. "Oh! Hi Phil!" He chirped./p
p dir="ltr""Hey mate." Philza drawled, his gaze shifting back to the young Bee Engineer busy at work. "He almost done?" He asked./p
p dir="ltr""Nearly. He has almost all the parts done, just needs to finish this part." Ranboo nodded happily. "While we wait, do you want a bite to eat?" He offered./p
p dir="ltr""Sure." Philza replied, shrugging. He resettled his wings, and followed the lanky Enderian toward the kitchen./p
p dir="ltr"The pair put together a few sandwiches, Philza taking one and Ranboo claiming two for himself. Ranboo did take a moment to put a bit of honey mead in a mug for Tubbo before he began working on his own sandwiches./p
p dir="ltr"It didn't take long for Tubbo to emerge, and Ranboo held the mug out to Tubbo. The blonde Bee accepted the mug gratefully and took a small sip. He let the liquid rest in his mouth for a moment, before swallowing and giving Ranboo a smirk. "Blackberry with a hint of Honeysuckle." He said proudly./p
p dir="ltr"The Enderian stared at the much shorter Bee for a moment before slumping, seemingly defeated. "How do you get it every single time." He grumbled, rhetorically./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo jabbed a thumb toward his chest, a grin starting to spread across his face. "Bee." He stated proudly./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo rolled his eyes, and took a bite of his sandwich./p
p dir="ltr"Philza smiled at the pair as he finished off his own sandwich. He observed the pair as they finished their meals and quipped back and forth almost as much as an old married couple. The young Enderian was tall. Easily two and a half meters (8.5 feet), his skin the same shiny, otherworldly black as his distant cousins, the Enderfolk. In stark contrast, Tubbo was barely one and a half meters (5 feet), and looked almost human if it weren't for the pair of black antennae and the set of long translucent wings./p
p dir="ltr"When Philza first encountered the pair, he was initially spooked by Ranboo, as was everyone. But he was a good kid and once you got to know him, he was very kind, even to the point of a fault./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo on the older hand, well. Like any wild bee, seemed very friendly at first, but the kid was smart as a whip and had a huge knowledge base. He rarely let much about himself slip though unless it was to his friends, which Philza considered a smart move, considering the knowledge he had researched on Tubbo's people./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo finished his sandwiches quickly, which prompted Tubbo to gulp down the last few sips of his honey mead. The young Bee sighed happily, setting the mug aside. "I've got all the parts packed up. Hopefully Father Fragrance is awake early."/p
p dir="ltr"Philza nodded as Tubbo turned to head to the bedroom, pulling his shirt over his head. Ranboo followed, also needing his change out of his work clothes./p
p dir="ltr"Philza wandered out of the kitchen and back into the entrance hall. The kids had asked him to tag along, which he was happy to do./p
p dir="ltr"The pair was quickly back, with clean clothes and light armor. Ranboo holding his umbrella his his hand while he settled his inventory bag. Philza launched himself up with a powerful kick, he landed on the ground around the entrance to the pair's bunker, and looked down at Tubbo, who had spread his wings and was flying up the shaft to the surface./p
p dir="ltr"A few meters away, Philza saw ender particles gather, compress for a moment, and Ranboo seemed to spawn from space, as if he just popped into existence. The light drizzle outside made Ranboo flinch slightly, and he snapped open his umbrella quickly./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo joined the pair quickly, and ducked under Ranboo's umbrella as well, brushing the splatters of water off his wings with a slightly disgusted expression./p
p dir="ltr"It was thankfully a short walk, and as they approached the church, the doors were already open and a warm light emanated from the inside./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance was up and about, already replacing the wilted flowers on the altar with fresh ones. He glanced up when the three entered. "Ah! Welcome to the Church of Fragrance!" He said, spreading his arms wide. The young Arachnid smiled as kindly as he could. While his slightly scruffy side-burns made him appear as if he was the same age as Philza, in truth, the young man was only a few years older than Tubbo./p
p dir="ltr""We made something for you Shla-ah! I mean Father Fragrance!" Tubbo said./p
p dir="ltr""Really?" Father Fragrance replied, clocking his head in curiosity./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo nodded. "Yes. Do you have a spare room that we can set it up in? Even a corner of your kitchen would work. As long as it's in a well-ventilated area."/p
p dir="ltr""Kitchen would be best." Father Fragrance replied, tucking his hands into his sleeves. "Follow."/p
p dir="ltr"The four walked to the kitchen, Ranboo in particular nearly wiggling in joy./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance indicated toward a table shoved against the wall. "You can put it there." He said./p
p dir="ltr"The two young folk quickly got to work unpacking the contraption from Tubbo's pack. Philza sidled over to the nearly untouched basket of fruit on Father Fragrance's counter. He grabbed one of the apples and immediately began munching on it./p
p dir="ltr"Father Fragrance glanced at the older man, and smiled slightly. "Feel free to eat anything," he drawled./p
p dir="ltr"Philza smirked between bites, enjoying the rich appley taste and scent of the fruit. While the young Arachnid enjoyed the scents of nature, he was unfortunately unable to properly consume those sorts of things, due to the carnivorous constitution of his species. He still enjoyed a good beer with Philza now and again. When plant matter was distilled into alcohols, the Arachnid people were able to consume it, which resulted in the admittedly accurate stereotype and a running joke that an Arachnid could drink a dwarf half to death and leave a bar just pleasantly buzzed. /p
p dir="ltr"As the two kids set up the mechanism, Father Fragrance's eyes went wide as it came together. "Is that what I think it is?" He asked, his voice shaking. "No fucking way." He said, a wide grin spreading across his face./p
p dir="ltr"Ranboo finished inserting the last piece of the small still. "If you think it's a Still for distilling scented oils, it's exactly what you think it is." He nodded cheerfully./p
p dir="ltr""No fucking way." Father Fragrance repeated. He looked at the two kids. "You two. Oh my god. I'm getting choked up." He said, his voice tight. He brushed his eyes, and smiled. "Oh my god, you kids."/p
p dir="ltr""You like it?" Tubbo asked./p
p dir="ltr""Like it? I love it!" He said, moving forward and grabbing the two kids in a tight hug. "First scent I'm distilling will be for you two."/p
p dir="ltr""You don't have to…" Ranboo started./p
p dir="ltr""I'm doing it!" Father Fragrance insisted./p
p dir="ltr"Tubbo looked up at the taller Arachid. "I'm looking forward to it, Schlatt. Ah, I mean Father Fragrance."/p