Greamno and MCYT Oneshots

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Grian had never been a very, well, good watcher. He'd messed around, half-assed everything, and didn't care what happened to him as long as the creatures, wether hostile or neutral, turned out far from the product the watchers wanted.

Honestly they should've seen it coming.

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It was but two months before piglins where to be released in the latest watcher update, and Grian, or Diamond, was finally aloud to see them.

Well, that was just a bad idea of itself.

To leave him alone with them for hours on end when he had watcher creative mode?

Now that, that was just stupid.
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it was just some testing. Harmless.

"Now, here's more gold." Grian smiled, throwing seventeen more blocks in. The piglins shouted around in excitement, grabbing gold and trading.

Oh, Grian loved foiling watchers plans- er, experimenting.

The piglins started to form culture, making statues and trading more often, talking amongst themselves and often thanking Grian in a language he didn't understand.

Often just smiling and giving them more gold in return, Grian made himself very popular among the piglins.

It wasn't long before they started to use black stone to carve things out of instead of netherite.

Only, they made but one kind of statue. It was the same kind of statue over and over again.

It looked like him.

Indistinguishably like him.

Oh the watchers were going to kill him.

Oh well.

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Quickly running towards the coordinates Techno had given him, Grian couldn't wait to meet up with his partners again.

They where to meet at a small getaway-type place in a forest-y area that Techno had discovered and built when he was younger.

In all honesty, Grian knew it couldn'tve been when he was to young, as Techno was a piglin hybrid and had spent fourteen years of his childhood in the nether.

He opened the door of the little house, smiling at the sight before him.

One half-asleep Dream right next to Techno on the couch.

"Oh hey Grian."

"Hey, Techno." Grian smiled, looking around at what he could see of the house.

There where pictures of family lining the walls. Family like Phil, Wilbur, and Tommy. There where also some of Drista, as well as just photos of the trio together.

There was an oak drawer with plants and clutter strewn all over the place, a couple of gold bars on top of work surfaces.

What really stood out to Grian was the small netherite statue that sat on Techno's mantel piece.

"Hey Techno, what's this?" Grian asked, walking over to the statue.

"Hmm? Oh! That's uh, it's a piglin God." Techno murmured.

"Oh." Grian simply blinked. "...can you tell me about it?"

"Oh, uh, sure." Techno answered, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Well, when piglins were in development, or so they say, there was this watcher; a player watcher." 'An Atique' Grian thought. "And he was the one who gave us gold. Like, lots and lots and lots of gold. It's why we give players stuff if they give us gold, because he disappeared a few years ago and he might be anyone."

"Huh." Grian said, fighting back a smile.

Would you look at that.

He was a god.

There will be a part two it's just 3am, this over five hundred words, and I'm tired. Sorry for spelling errors.

(570 words btw)