Yeaaa another chapter, 2 people came up to me and asked me what I was writing 😀

TW'S: Swearing

Tommy's POV:

"Yeah.. We should tell Tubbo!" I said, after I said that, me and Ranboo began to pick the things I had gotten from the house. After we finished picking up the items from the house we began walking to the basement stairs to tell Tubbo the idea, maybe we would talk about where we would head to after we leave this shit-hole. We got to the bottom of the staircase and we walked to our room door. I opened it for us, since Ranboo looked like he was struggling with the items he was carrying. Tubbo looked at us with confusion when he heard the door creak open. "Why the fuck do you guys have much stuff.." Tubbo said to me and Ranboo, It seemed like Ranboo was gonna explain it to Tubbo, but before he spoke, I cut him off by putting up my hand in front of him. Ranboo seemed to understand but Tubbo sat there confused until I put our stuff down. I motioned for Ranboo to do as well, since he just stood there for a second. "So! Tubs we have a plan me and Ranboo, We have all this stuff right?" I said, which i got a slow nod from Tubbo who was looking at us with a "What the fuck" face but also a "Okay." face, It was like a mix of it.

"Well.. what if we sold most of it at a pawn shop! We would get good money from it so we could get ourselves things!" I was happy about the idea. "Yea, we could! We could also take the money they have saved in their room!" Tubbo said, adding to my idea. "Yea, that's a smart idea!" I said, liking the idea of taking their money for how they've treated us for the entire 9 years we've been here. "Yea! It could also help us buy things once we leave!" I heard Ranboo say next to me. He was right, it could help us survive out there.

"So, how are we gonna sort these.. Items?" Tubbo asked me and Ranboo. "How about we sort it out by going with 'possibly good money' and 'absolute shit." I said, pretty pleased with the name I made for the shit pile. "That sounds good!"  Ranboo said to us. "Okay, so the shit pile will be here.." Tubbo said to us while pointing at a random spot on the wooden floor. "And the good pile will be over here!" I heard Ranboo say as I turned my head to over where he had pointed to. Which was towards the opposite side of where Tubbo said the shit pile would be.

"Alright then! Letś start sorting this junk out!" I heard Tubbo say as he grabbed two things. One of them was an old hammer, and the other thing Tubbo got was a small vase that literally was the size of a top hat, like those small ones you sometimes see on magazines with the fashion cover. "I think the vase is good money, the hammer seems like obvious shit." I heard Tubbo say while tossing the hammer to the shit pile not giving to fucks if he made a dent in the floor, while with the vase he gently placed it down were the good pile was. I then saw Ranboo get three things from the pile, and Tubbo went in again for another handful of things. I began doing the same as them. This might take a while but, it knew it would still be worth it, I had a strong feeling it would.

Tubbo's POV:

I was finishing up with the third backpack we would be taking, I turned my attention over to the over backpack, it was slightly smaller than the other three. I got up to grab it and look for things to put in, like personal belongings, Iḿ sure none of us would like to leave anything close to us, or personal. It would be a nightmare if that did happen honestly.. I walked over to the last bag there was left, as I grabbed it, and I looked out the window in our room, it looked like it was around 6:24 P.M. I turned around with my hoof swiftly while making a light clicking type of sound. I was going to sit down but I heard a crash somewhere outside, I couldn't really tell where it came from due to my shitty hearing.

When I was younger, around 7 it was the 4th of july, and one of our 'parents' thought it was a great idea to mess around with the fireworks, I didn't know what he did to make it go straight to the left side of my face besides grab it and aim it at me, cause of that bastard I'm partly blind in my left eye, and quite nearly deaf in my ears, mostly the left ear, but thankfully I can still hear somewhat well in my right ear.

I snapped out of my train of thoughts. I ended up ignoring the crash, it was probably another crash outside in that one road where people are absolute maniacs. I mean it, every month there would be at least 26 car crashes reported there. Enough of me ranting to myself, I gotta finish packing. I sat down slowly on the wooden floor, it made a slight creak even though this was practically like the base floor. I realized that I should pack our personal belongings in another backpack since they would fit in. I then got back up again to grab personal belongings that I knew we would take along with us.

I grabbed all of our personal belongings in one go we didn' t really have much given to us, it was quite obvious that would happen, we were treated like slaves. It was only really 3 things, I had a pretty worn out bee plush, it was the only thing I remember being given to me when I was younger with our biological parents plus, it was the only thing I had from our biological parents. Ranboo had a medium sized book with a pen attached to its side, Ranboo mainly used it to keep track of things there, he called it his 'Memory book.' He was pretty protective of his memory book, but sometimes he would show little doodles he made. He would let us make some small doodles in his book too. It was really fun to do, it was a sort of escape from the shitty life we live, not used to living in. Then there was Tommy's disc. He protected this disc like it was his child, it was really funny to watch him swat our hands away from it. He would let us hold it, but we never really knew why he was so protective over it, well right now that isn't important.

I then began to carefully put our personal belongings away into the backpack's extra pouch. I finished putting them in the extra pouch in the other backpack since they actually fit. I mean we had to have as much space as we were possibly able to have. I then began to zip up the zipper that was attached to the pouch that held our personal belongings. I then fully zipped it up and heard some thudding. I assumed it was Tommy, he wasn really that quiet when he was really excited about something, so i was curious, what he was excited about, it just be the fact that we were finally leaving this shit hole. I then saw the door open, and there was Ranboo and Tommy, with a fuck ton of random shit from around the house, i was so fucking confused.

They both then put the stuff down, and then Tommy breathed in and said "So! Tubs we have a plan me and Ranboo, We have all this stuff right?" Tommy said to me, which I gave them a slow nod while giving them a "What the fuck" face but also a "Okay." face, I felt it was like a mix of it. You know? "Well.. what if we sold most of it at a pawn shop! We would get good money from it so we could get ourselves things!" It seemed like Tommy was happy about the idea. "Yea, we could also take their money!" I said smiling at the thought of leaving them almost broke, for what they've done to the three of us.  "Yea! It could also help us buy things once we leave!" I heard Ranboo say, he was in front of me. The money we take could help us live out there..

☆ after the sorting ☆

3RD Person POV:

They already had a good sized pile on the "money" pile, but the same went for the "shit" pile. Which meant there was an equal amount of both shit things and actually good things. They didn't know if that was a good sign or not, but they were pretty happy with how much was in the "money" pile. Even if it's size is close to the "shit" pile. They considered it to be a good amount either way, the pile before sorting was somewhat small.

After another minute or two, they finally all finished sorting the random junk they had around the house, most of the things seemed like it would have pretty good value. "That didn't really take long..!" Tubbo said as he stretched his arms above his head. ''Yea, that didn't really take long.'' Said Ranboo, looking at the two piles that were in front of them. ''Yeah, plus i don't really remember what else we have to do, besides pack that last bag over there with the valuable stuff.'' Said Tommy, while pointing over to the empty, open drawstring bag that was with the other bags. ''I'll just quickly put this stuff in there.'' Tubbo said, as he got up to grab the bag. So he could begin putting things into the bag. ''We should start planning out on how we're gonna do our running away plan.'' Said Ranboo. ''The plan is also known as 'escaping this shit-hole.'' Grinned Tommy, they all laughed at the joke.

Tubbo then began walking back to the little circle, or triangle they were sitting in, with the bag. ''Well, we could discuss how we're gonna do this while I put these things in the bag.'' Tubbo said as he sat back down with his siblings. Tubbo began to put the items into the drawstring bag, he put them in carefully and slowly cause he was pretty sure damaging it would lower its price which isn't what they wanted, they wanted the most they would be able to get.

''So, when are we gonna leave? It's 7:21 P.M.'' Asked Ranboo, since nightfall was coming soon. ''Maybe an hour or so after we're done packing this stuff.'' Said Tommy who passed Tubbo an item to put into the bag. ''Oh, alright.'' Said Ranboo as he turned his head attention over to the window there room. ''Are we gonna leave through the window?'' Ranboo asked, since they hadn't talked about that. ''Yea, we most likely are.'' Smiled Tubbo as he closed up the drawstring bag by pulling on the strings. ''Well, we should rest now since we're leaving in an hour.'' Smiled Ranboo, realizing that they were even closer to leaving the shit-hole they were forced to call home.

''Yeah, we should get some rest, so we have energy for later!'' Said Tommy as he got up. ''Should we also go to school? I mean if we go to school we could get a good job from it.'' Said Tubbo, who did have a good point, but then again they all hated school with a burning passion. ''I think we should'' Tommy said as he got up to go to his mattress. ''Alright.'' Tubbo said as he also got up from the floor, he walked over to his bed and then Tommy said ''Well good night, I have my alarm ready.'' He put his alarm at a reasonable volume to wake them up. ''9:00 P.M. we get up and leave this shit-hole.'' Said Tommy as he put the alarm back down, but this time not under his pillow, but on the foot of his bed. ''Goodnight.'' They all said to each other. The three of them were happy that they're finally leaving the hell they had to call 'home.'

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