Ranboo sat at the table. Anxiously awaiting your arrival with Phil. He wondered what you looked like. Would you like the food he made? Will you get along with Micheal? His thoughts were rapid. He glanced to the oven, Wondering if the pork chops were done. Still needed a few more minutes. He sighed. Rubbing his eyes.

"C'mon, Tubbo..." He mutters under his breath. He wished that Tubbo would be back with Michael soon, but it didn't seem that they would be back for a few more hours. He glanced to the clock. "What's taking them so long?"

He asked himself. Getting up from his chair, he went to the fridge grabbing a light beer, in hopes to soothe his nerves just a little. He knew that keeping you temporarily was for the best. With Dream on your tail, you weren't exactly safe with Phil. Now that Dream knew Phil had you, Phil was going to give you to Ranboo until things had calmed down a bit.