I remember hatin' all my clothes
I sat by the fountain, waiting for Mumbo. I glanced down at my clothes, some shorts and a short sleeved pink t-shirt. He always looked so fancy and cool, I'd be lying if i said i wasn't jealous.
Eventually he came around, wearing a white dress shirt and black pants.
Seeing pretty boys with pretty clothes
"Hey Mumbo! How's everything going?" I asked, trying to ignore the emotions.
"Pretty good actually, I finally got enough redstone to finish making a little clock! I'll show you it next time you come over, I can't belive I finally did it!" He beamed, holding up his red hands to show how hard he worked. I nodded in agreement, fidgeting with the edge of my shorts.
And I was envious
"What if when I come over we did like, a clothing switch thing? I'd love to try some of your fancy clothes." I laughed nervously, focusing on the birds in the sky as an excuse to avoid eye contact.
"That'd be so fun! Totally! We're probably similar sizes too..." Mumbo didn't notice my "distraction", already planning the visit.
How can I be one of those?
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one-shots but they're just my memory
Fanfictionhi i'm a grian faitive (he/him) and this is a collection of my memories as one-shots these won't make much sense in the canon of anything or anything like that, because they're really a conglomeration of a bunch of little tidbits we've seen that got...
