Greamno and MCYT Oneshots

This Seems Fitting (Final Oneshot)

Thats right! After this (very angsty (hopefully)) oneshot, this book will be ending! 

I apologize to all those who's request's I cannot complete, and I hope you all forgive me for such slow and random updates.

There will be a longer announcement immediately following this chapters release.

I love you all and I'll always be grateful for y'all. You've meant so much to me.

Before we start, TWs are; Descriptions of violence, implied suicide.

(also to those on the greamno discord server YOU CHOSE THIS-)

"Th- This is i- it?" Grian choked out, screwing his eyes shut as he cried. "This wasn't- this wasn't how it was s- supposed to end!"

Dream reached out for him, mask long since discarded.

"I know G, I- I know. You gotta- you've got to stay s- still okay?" The man whispered. "Techno- Techno will be fine. He'll- He'll be here." The strawberry-blonde shook gently, tears still pouring down his face. "I pr- promised you. I- I promised-"

They both knew he was never going to keep that promise.

"B- But, I can't- he wasn't supposed to-"

"I know, Gri."

It was just an in-and-out thing. Get Dreams speedrunning records and then leave. They hadn't- they hadn't expected this!

Things had gone south quickly. Apparently some 'gang' of sorts (they called themselves the "Redeemers') really hated Techno. Unluckily for Grian and Dream, they were not only caught by surprise but they were also unarmed.

The wounds were most certainly fatal.

Out of the other two, Grian always knew he was at the most risk of this kind of thing. He was, though well-known, not very controversial or grude-worthy. Plus, he wasn't a 'everyone knows me' kind of guy. Seven million in statistics wasn't bad, but 25mil was, well, better.

Besides, Techno and Dream had a,... knack for getting into trouble. 

Techno because he hated anything government and was practically unstoppable, which meant he had garnered quite the following. Not always the good kind, as was proven.

He had always expected one of Dreams rivals or stans or maybe just someone who really hated him to attack him, to. He just hadn't ever expected for Dream to be targeted as well.

Apparently, Techno had 'Committed to many crimes against those innocent to loss' and therefore, to 'redeem' him, he had to lose his loved ones to. Whatever that meant. Alas, Techno did not love a lot of people, so Grian and Dream had to go.

(TW Warning Starts Here!)

Dream's mask had shattered against the ground, and he now bore many injuries like cuts, bruises, burns, and fractures. He also had a stab wound located directly above his heart, which was slowly killing him. 

Grian wasn't as bad, but he bore the same stab wound above his heart and the same three fractures that Dream did. He was bruised and burned, but cuts were surprisingly minimum. He couldn't help but think that if Techno had come with them, they wouldn't be lying down, torn to shreds on the dusty dirt.

But it was far too late for that now. He could barely talk, and he was grateful that they were at least facing each other. He wanted- he wanted to see Dream before he died. 

He wanted to see Techno-

There was a cry from somewhere behind Dream, and the red-sweatered hermit could see a blurry figure approach them at top speed. He couldn't tell who the pink figure was, blood and tears flooding his vision.

(TW Warning Ends Here!)

Oh, it was Techno.

"Grian." The hybrid forced out, falling to his knees as he crouched down to talk to his dying partners. "God, no, Dream-" 

"T- Techno, 'm- 'm sorry-" The previously masked man whispered, fresh tears falling from his green eyes. "I couldn't- I couldn't h- hold them of- off I'm sorry-"

"Don't." The piglin hissed. "Please don't, please. I not going to- I can't lose you- I'm not going to lose you-"

"T- Tell Mumbo I s- said goodb- bye, y- yeah?" Grian asked hoarsely. "I- I want h- him to take the p- pesky bird costume."

"Stop it." Techno begged. "Please stop it, you can't die, you were never supposed to die-"

"N- no." Dream agreed. "B- But you were n- never one to con- control fate."

And he wasn't.

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Techno was going to kill everything.

He didn't care. Nothing mattered, they were gone, gone gone gone gone gonegoneGONE-

He was going to make them pay. He didn't care who was in his way, he was going to make the world pay-

And then, when he'd finished his task, he'd meet them once again...

(Word Count; 743)