Have you heard from the news?
Clouds are falling from the sky
And everything that's pink is now blue
Have you heard from my mind?
We gotta find a way to cope
Or else things might not turn out so fine

~<•>~

Several months have passed. School is now going.

Tubbo had dropped out. Schlatt was disappointed, sure, but he also saw the toll it was taking on the kid, so he allowed it.

Ranboo and Tommy both, unfortunately, had to finish up this last year of school, but then they could do whatever they pleased as legal adults.

Techno visited more often, which helped Tommy's mental health as well. Sure, he wasn't very close to his older brothers, but Techno was always there during the times he couldn't run to Tubbo.

~<•>~

And I start to give in
To the sin, to the sin
And I start to realize
Lullabies, lulla...

~<•>~

A couple of years have passed.

The previous teenagers are now getting closer to their nineteenth birthdays.

Ranboo and Tommy had gotten a bit closer. Close enough to call each other friends, at least. There was still that hint of competition between the two, trying to get Tubbo's attention,  but at least they were willing to interact with each other.

Ranboo has also interacted with Tommy's family more. He seems very close to Techno and Phil, while also being sort of stand-offish towards Wilbur and Fundy. As for Kristin, he's friendly towards her, and talks to her from time to time, but isn't necessarily close to her either.

~<•>~

Lollipops and cigarettes
Bubblegum and fishnets
Heroin and slamming doors
Medicine all on the floor
Losing innocence is easy
But growing up is hard to face
Give me something to hold on to
Or I'll slip right into little space

~<•>~

Several more years have passed.

They were now nearing their twenty-fifth birthdays.

Tubbo and Ranboo are engaged, which surprised literally everyone because they showed no romantic interest in each other.

"When, how, where, and why?" Was Tommy's immediate reaction when they told him the news.

"Uh, yesterday, Ranboo proposed, in front of a McDonalds at three in the morning, and because we could." Was Tubbo's response.

"I—Uh—what—WHAT!?" Was Tommy's reaction. "Tubbo, you do realize that if you're actually gonna get married, you'd have to kiss, right?"

Tubbo shrugged. "So? There's no problem kissing your homies. Just ask Karl."

Karl was Fundy's teacher, and he was relatively close to Ranboo and Tommy, due to being their substitute teacher for the entire first semester of their last year of school.

"Tubbo, Karl is married."

"Oh, is he? I just thought that he was friends with them...."

~<•>~

Remember all the rounds
When we sneaked in just to have a kiss
But now we need to keep the noise down
Remember, sleepy eyes
When we see each other every day
But now this is the final goodbye

~<•>~

A year has passed.

Ranboo and Tubbo are now officially married.

And their excuse?

Because they could.

~<•>~

And I start to give in
To the sin, to the sin
And I start to realize
Lullabies, lulla...

~<•>~

"Hey."

"Hey, Tommy! What's up?"

"Nothing, just haven't heard from you in a while..."

"Oh...sorry about that, Ranboo and I have been busy..."

"With what?"

"Well, we're trying to adopt this piglin, but it's kinda time-consuming..."

"Oh! That's actually really good! Any reason why you chose a piglin in particular?"

"No, not really, other than the fact that Ranboo really seems to like him. Poor thing's only about six months old..."

"Hey, at least his parents were considerate enough to put him up for adoption. According to Phil, Techno's birth parents just left him outside to freeze to death when he was a baby."

"I guess you're right, but still. You know how long I was in the system, so of course, I'd want to adopt."

"I know. What's his name?"

"They said his name is Michael. Ranboo is already really attached to him. Hopefully...hold on a sec—yeah?—wait, really!?—that's awesome, when!?—okay then, which one of us is going to pick him up?—I guess both of us could go, yeah.—okay...okay...god, I can't believe it! We're gonna be parents!"

"Good news?"

"Yeah! They said yes! We're gonna get Micheal tomorrow!"

~<•>~

Lollipops and cigarettes
Bubblegum and fishnets
Heroin and slamming doors
Medicine all on the floor
Losing innocence is easy
But growing up is hard to face
Give me something to hold on to
Or I'll slip right into little space

~<•>~

It's been a couple of months.

Tubbo and Ranboo visited with Micheal today.

Techno and Micheal immediately bonded.

Hell, he said, and I quote, "I've only known Micheal for a few hours, but if anyone hurts him, I will kill everyone in this room and then myself."

Micheal really is a cute kid. His hair and eyes have that half and half thing going on, kinda like Ranboo.

Half of his hair is pink, and the other half is green. Likewise, his right eye is red—like Ranboo's—and his left eye is the same amber color as Techno's. It's honestly really neat.

They seem happy, Tubbo and Ranboo...

~<•>~

Alphabets and number games
Pixy Stix and crack cocaine
TV shows and little cars
Band-aids and too many scars
Halloween and sippy cups
Drinking juice and throwing up
Glitter all over your face
Thank god for my little space

~<•>~

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This is the end of the fic. It just felt more complete this way, idk.