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Also! Fun Fact! This one was done before Fic 7!
"Gee, Tubbo, what do you want to do tonight?" Ranboo asked, leaning back slightly against the worktable.
Tubbo looked up from the plans and a grin spread across his face. "I want to try to take over the world!"
Ranboo stared, deadpan, at the much shorter Bumblebee then let out a sigh. "I knew we shouldn't have gone on that 'Pinky and the Brain' marathon last night."
"You started it!" Tubbo accused. He pursed his lips together, "Really though, taking over the community seems kinda fun."
"Tubbo…" Ranboo said, sitting up slightly.
"What? You started it."
Ranboo sighed. "Tubbo." He stated.
"I kinda agree with you, boss." Sneeg commented from his perch on the shelf above the pair. "I want to try taking over the community."
"Oh come on!" Ranboo groaned, dropping his head back.
Tubbo hopped off his seat and flew toward a box on a higher shelf. He dragged it off and dumped it on the center table. It took a couple seconds to open the box, and a wide grin spread across Tubbo's face. He reached in and grabbed the large object. It was silver and deep red-brown, and looked absolutely menacing.
The device was longer than Tubbo was tall, and almost as wide as his shoulders. The inside glowed with a neon blue light, which sent shivers down Ranboo's spine.
Ranboo's brow furrowed and he sucked a breath in through his teeth. "Tubbo. Why did you make that?" He asked.
Tubbo shrugged. "I was bored. Now, I get to use this baby!" He grinned.
Sneeg cackled and hopped down from his perch onto Tubbo's shoulder. "Lead the way, boss!"
Ranboo sighed and vwooped to the bedroom. He picked up a box and exited the room just as Tubbo exited the workshop. "Hold up. If we are going to do this, we are doing it right."
Tubbo paused, tilting his head.
Ranboo set the box down and opened it, pulling out one of the robes within. The material was dark and dramatic. A wide grin spread across Tubbo's face as he dropped the device and began digging through the box. He pulled out a few items and flew into the bedroom to quickly change.
Ranboo only swapped his short cloak for a longer black one and grabbed a strip of cloth to obscure his eyes. When tubbo emerged from the bedroom, instead of his usual overalls and striped shirt, he wore black all over with bright orange-yellow accents that brought to mind a Yellow Jacket rather than a Bee. He pulled his slightly oversized engineering goggles down, obscuring half his face, and he grabbed another piece of fabric to cover his lower face.
Sneeg glanced into the box and shook his head, only grabbing a bit of cloth to cover his armor. "I'll be on protection detail, boss. I'll meet you two up by the Ammo Shoppe." He scurried up the wall effortlessly and raced up through the the vents toward the surface,
"Thanks Sneeg." Tubbo said, scooping up the device again. "Alright, Wasp Co! Move out!" He flew toward the nether portal, diving through.
Ranboo stood and with a Vwoop, he appeared in the storage room of the Ammo Shoppe. He glanced down at the shop floor to see if there was anyone inside. Thankfully there wasn't so he Vwooped down just as Sneeg popped out of his vent hole. The Inchling hopped up on the counter and nodded sharply. "Boss."
Tubbo buzzed through the door. "Spotted." He snapped. "Lake Sheep. Now!" He flew back out the door, looping around in the air to head for the center of the lake.
Ranboo sighed, and paused long enough for Sneeg to leap and grab onto his cloak. He Vwooped, and appeared on the small island where Tubbo was just arriving.
Tubbo dropped the machine in his arms, and flicked up his hud. He typed out a message and paused before he sent it. "I'm not sure if sending a text message will work."
Ranboo leaned slightly, trying to get a look at what Tubbo had written. "Send it to me." Ranboo stated. "I can send a voice message." Tubbo tilted his head, pursing his lips, but sent the message.
Ranboo glanced over the message, and took a breath. "Attention! All members of the OriginsSMP Community! Wasp Co is here, and will begin destroying various locations of significance if you do not fulfil our demands." Ranboo proclaimed, his voice much deeper than usual. The tone and depth sent shivers down the spines of all who were listening, and all the ender particles that usually surrounded him froze in place.
Ranboo sent a quick message to Tubbo, and as soon as he saw it, Tubbo began cackling. It was a terrifying, deranged sound. Ranboo snapped off the broadcast just as Tubbo's cackle began tapering off, and let out a sigh.
"Jesus Christ, big man!" Tubbo said, wiping a tear away from his eye. "I didn't realize you had it in you."
Ranboo looked away from his partner, toward The Pub. A black winged figure streaked across the blue sky, flying straight into The Pub.
Sneeg shook himself, and dropped down from Ranboo's cloak. "Wait, aside from control of the community, what other demands do you have?" He asked.
Tubbo paused. "Um...um. I didn't think about that." He giggled, looking away from his companions.
"Riches." Sneeg proposed.
Ranboo considered it for a moment. "Yeah, that's about it."
Tubbo considered for a moment. "Yeah. Control of the community is the only thing I can think of. Ranboo. Say just that."
Ranboo sighed, and flicked open his hud again. He took a breath, and clearly stated, "We demand total control and authority over the greater OriginsSMP Community. If it is not turned over within fifteen minutes, we will fire on The Pub and remove it from the skies." As he spoke, the ender particles froze again, but began vibrating erratically part way through his speech. Ranboo closed his hud and swatted at the particles. "Shut." He hissed.
Tubbo reached down and picked up the weapon. He pointed it up in the air, and pressed the button to fire. As it shot off a ball of unknown energy into the air, he began giggling, which turned into a laugh then into a deranged cackle.
As the ball of energy reached its peak height, it froze in the air and began vibrating and stretching strangely before ripping itself apart with a massive crack of sound.
A black figure flew out from The Pub, quickly followed by a golden-red ball of fire. Just as the black figure started flying over the lake, a gold and red figure dropped, and spread his wings, gliding toward the trio on the island. The black figure back-winged, sending a powerful gust of wind toward the trio. Bits of slivered armor glinted over the black garb, their face totally obscured by the dark veil from their wide-brimmed hat. Loosely, yet expertly held in his hand was a well tended and powerful darkly colored bow.
The ball of flame came to a halt slightly behind the Crow Father, and solidified into one of the co-owners of The Pub, who was shaking as he glared down at the trio on the island.
Tommy came to a hovering stop, his much weaker wings working hard to keep him aloft.
"You bastards." Jack growled. "We will never turn control of the community to you." Sparks began flowing around him, several sparking into small flames as they caught bits that could burn.
Tubbo scowled beneath his face mask. Ranboo stood to his full height, towering over his companions. He pitched his voice down. "Crow Father." He said, clearly and calmly. He hoped this would work. "It has been some time," He tilted his head slightly, letting a wide grin spread across his face letting the neon purple glow of his mouth shine. "Old friend."
The Crow Father's hands were quick. He had knocked an arrow and let it fly in barely a second. It whizzed past Ranboo's cheek, the fletching grazing across his skin.
Ranboo chuckled, although he was admittedly terrified. "As fine a shot as ever." He commented, rolling his eyes beneath the covering. He tilted his head the other way. "It seems age has begun to creep up on you already."
A second arrow whizzed past his other cheek. "Leave." The Crow Father stated. He quickly knocked a third arrow, drew it back, and fired.
"What the fuck!" Tubbo yelped, indignantly. The arrow was planted very solidly in his machine, and the glow within was quickly dying.
"Lost cause, boss!" Sneeg yelped, diving into the lake. "Bail!" Was the last word he got out before he was fully submerged and retreating to the underground base.
Ranboo grabbed Tubbo and the now broken machine, and with a Vwoop, teleported the pair of them to the base. "Well, that failed." Ranboo commented, as Tubbo dropped to his knees, cradling the machine.
"Bruuuuuh." Tubbo groaned. "He broke it."
Ranboo sighed and shook his head.
Tubbo was, for a lack of a better word, droopy as he and Ranboo walked into The Pub. Jack glanced up and leveled the pair with a glare. "You two." He stated.
Ranboo tilted his head, giving Jack an innocent look. "Us two?"
Jack was silent for a long few moments before letting out an aggravated sigh. "Mischievous little cunts, the pair of you." He turned and grabbed the back of Sneeg's coat as he tried to sneak past. "More so when this one gets involved." He said, dropping the Inchling on the bar counter. He shook his head. "Well, at least you didn't actually try to destroy The Pub, or I would have had to set up a way to Spawn Kill you for a very, very," He paused, leveling a glare at the pair, "Very. Long. Time."
Ranboo nodded, quickly followed by Tubbo.
Philza slid down the ladder from upstairs. "Hey mate." He drawled. "What was all the fuss about?"
Jack jerked a thumb at the now much more subdued trio. "Those lot threatened to blow up The Pub. Me, Tommy and The Crow Father stepped in and stopped them."
Phil nodded. "Sounds like you had fun." He chuckled. "Could I get something to drink, Jack? I did a bit of quick flying today."
"Sure thing."