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Cuz' I was Jekyll Jekyll Hyde!

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***Phone didn't let me add Sneegsnag or the correct fandom
****Tags have been corrected

A very short little Genloss fic I wrote on twitter, may have more updates, maybe not! Based on fanart

Chapter 1: Bleach

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Ranboo gasped and whirled around as the slam of a car door alerted him to the glass walls of the laundromat. He held his breath in some twisted form of relief when he recognized the car. He turned back to dumping bleach into the washer with his sweatshirt- Not giving a second thought that it would stain.

Sneeg and Tubbo opened the door to the shop as the bell attached rang to signal their arrival. The older spoke first- "Ranboo, what the hell is-"

"It wasn't my fault!" Ranboo choked out a sob, clutching the bleach close.

The two looked him over, immediately noticing the fresh blood stains. He looked injured, but most of it wasn't his.

"What did you do, besides breaking and entering into a business?!" Tubbo demanded.

Ranboo started crying, pointing to the pile of stuff on the floor, more specifically, the cassette tapes. "I- I had a lead and- and- and l got attacked by the entity, but it wasn't the entity, and it was only after I was bashing someone's head in did I realize it was a person and- and I killed them!!" Ranboo fell to his knees and sobbed into his hands.

"I told you that this had gone too far!" Tubbo snapped. "You're obsessed with those damn tapes, you're seeing things, and now you committed manslaughter-!"

"No, just murder," Sneeg corrected.

"WHATEVER! IM RIGHT!"

Sneeg looked down at Ranboo, who was whispering over and over 'it wasn't my fault, it wasn't my fault, it wasn't my fault...'

"You dug your own grave with this one, Ranboo-" Sneeg sighed, going to pick up the cassette tape.

"DONT FUCKING TOUCH THOSE!" Ranboo screamed, his voice hoarse and uncharacteristic.

He grabbed all of the tapes and held them to his chest with fire in his bloodshot eyes.

"Ranboo, listen. We're terrified for you-"

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Sneeg turned around as he heard mumbling behind him. He met eyes with Tubbo, who was on the phone. Ranboo snapped back. "Nononononono please!" He cried. "I didn't-"

"You need help, you psycho! You're insane! You killed someone!"

It was only two more minutes of Ranboo's pleas before red and blue lights were flashing outside.

Sneeg scoffed and backed out of the way as the police entered, announcing Ranboo's rights as he was taken into custody. Despite his 'right to remain silent,' he kept sobbing again and again that it wasn't his fault. Sneeg and Tubbo were questioned, but neither said much.

Maybe Tubbo was right- maybe he was a little crazy.

Chapter 2: Blood

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"Again."

Ranboo frowned.

"When a detective interviews you," Sneeg started. 

"Demand a lawyer," the teen whispered.

"No matter what happened, or what you do-"

"Say nothing, don't plead guilty."

"Ranboo," Sneeg sighed, "The tapes are weird. And I know something is a little off with them. I believe you- but you took this too far. We can't support you like this."

"I know."

"No- you don't understand. You took a human life."

"In my defense-"

"Save it for a lawyer."

Ranboo was silent for a few more minutes. Sneeg had nothing to do with the police anymore, but Ranboo said that he wouldn't say anything without talking to him first.

"It was the entity. I've thought it over."

"Were not talking about this-"

"I saw it on the jacket! The-"

"Enough! I said this had gone too far and I meant it."

"But I know I'm right! It wasn't my fault!"

"A judge won't believe that!"

"I'd rather rot in jail knowing the truth then blind and dull like all of you are!" Ranboo screamed, slammimg his fists on the table. "You-"

"All of this is being recorded-"

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE! NOBODY BELIEVES ME AND NOBODY IS ON MY SIDE! IF I HAVE TO DO THIS MYSELF I WILL!"

Sneeg said nothing, leaving the slightly unhinged Ranboo huffing and shuffling around the constricted room at the lack of reaction. 

"We are on your side, Ranboo, you're the only one who isn't." Sneeg said finally before leaving.

Ranboo stood in silence before he screamed in rage and attempted to punch the one sided mirror, only receiving a sickening crack from his knuckles. He slumped over in the corner, holding his broken hand and sobbing with anger and betrayal. This didn't seem real. This couldn't be real. It was so not real that when a pair of officers came in he tried to charge out the door, screaming and kicking his way through. He didn't make if very far. 

He continued to babble in the corner during the attempted interview, sobbing out "I want a lawyer", "it wasn't my fault", and "none of you understand" over and over again, a couple of times getting violent and demanding he get the tapes. If he wasn't going to jail for murder, he was deffentetly doing time for assaulting an officer. There was no way out of this. He didn't move when asked to go to the holding cell, he refused water, food, medical help, and he was not saying anything useful. 

"The kid's crazy," One of the officers mumbled outside of the viewing room, another nodding in agreement. He picked up a bag containing evidence, specifically three cassette tapes. As soon as he did, the teen perked up, but only slightly. He looked it over before one of his fellow officers gasped. 

He looked up.