Or, the political au where their problems can and will be solved with murder. “I’m not going to use it,” Tubbo warned and the prince shrugged. They were silent, eyes locked together as they had a silent argument, before Tubbo’s shoulders fell and he shoved the vial in his pocket, and Ranboo’s lips quirked upwards in victory. “You’ve killed before haven’t you? You were a soldier.” “I can’t just kill the president for being an asshole!” “Ranboo, I can’t just k-” Tubbo lowered his voice, suddenly very aware that he lived next to normal, law-abiding citizens.
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