Greamno and MCYT Oneshots

I see you, Soulmate (3)

Okay, this is the fourth time I'm rewriting this, let's see how it goes!

Also, timelines are inconsistent and just not-liney-upey.

Oh how Grian wished he could compliment Stress on her (were those cherry blossoms?) trees. He wished he could tell Scar how much he enjoyed the little flowers sprinkled everywhere, how much better and how different the shopping district looked with grass.

But he couldn't tell the difference.

Mycelium and grass looked almost identical, mycelium looking better than grass to him because atleast it had a somewhat purple hue.

But he couldn't.

Grian knew nobody on the server blamed him for that, hell, Mumbo couldn't see brown and had once asked Grian if his basement was supposed to be gray.

They had laughed about that for a long time.

Even though nobody blamed Grian for being unable to compliment their hard work, Grian couldn't help but blame himself for it.

And fate, of course.

This, however, just gave him all the more drive to meet his soulmates.

And hey, who knew what was going to happen next?

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MCC 8.

It was the first time Grian met Dream and Techno. (Just role with it.)

They had met in combat, and Grian was quickly defeated, though not before taking Techno down to half-health first.

He had heard many tales of the two players, and that was his first time having an actual face-to-face interaction with them.

And for some reason, Grian just couldn't get the two out of his head.

This'd happened with a couple of people before, so it wasn't new, he was just getting really annoyed.

The first time he had an actual conversation with the duo was when they passed each other in MCC 9's hub.

"Oh hey! Sweater person!" Dream had called. "It's red, right?"

"Yep!" Grian had called back, putting a thumb in the air. "It's red!"

"Thanks!"

And with that, the dou had run off.

How close they'd been!

The next convo they had was when Grian was invited to join the SMP.

"Hey, glad your not late." Dream smiled at him.

"Thirty four seconds late." Techno had grumbled.

"Im offended." Grian gasped in mock offence.

"Boys...." Dream joked.

"Anyway, good to see you guys! I'm Grian, as you know, and-"

Holy shit.

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Grian blinked rapidly, glancing between the two men.

Holy shit, pink was just light red.

Holy shit, Dream and Techno where his soulmates.

He had interacted with them twice, and he'd passed them and waved at them countless more. Heard of them and watched them (on MineTube and stuff) even more.

How had he not noticed? Why was he so panicked?

What did Stress's cherry blossoms look like?

No, that was a question for another day.

No way were the two of them going to want him. He was a builder, a legit ball of sunshine and chaos. They were (probably insane) basic-gods, they shook fear into many hearts and admiration in to more.

But there stood his two soulmates, sitting just as still as him, right across the table.

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Grian? It was Grian?

Techno had NOT seen that coming. He had thought they'd be complete opposites.

Grian was a fun loving, sweater-wearing chaos god.

Well, maybe not complete opposites, but still.

Techno wasn't complaining, the two had needed someone light-hearted in the relationship.

How he just wondered what the strawberry-blonde thought of the duo infront of him.

And there was the fact that red was really, really vibrant.

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Dream had hoped Grian would be his other soulmate.

Has he expected it to be him? God's no.

Was he happy it was Grian? Yes, he was.

He'd seen build-swap, it was what had got him interested in the (previously thought to be gray, pink, it red) sweatered-boy, and though he wouldn't admit it, he felt a small swell of pride when he'd finally been able to have the question answered.

Now they had a small, scared man infront of them.

Oh well, here we go again!

FINALLY ITS DONE!

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT A PAIN IT WAS TO REVISE THIS I COULD NOT GET SHIT DONE.

PLEASE DONT INSULT THE TIMELINES IM SORRY-

Also 709 words are pog-