Hermitcraft Oneshots

Grain and Grian

A/N: This took so long and was originally my first thing I was planning on posting- butttttt...... yeah no It took a long time to write, and I decided to just split it into two+ parts! I don't plan on everything with more than 1 part- It just happens y'know lol- ANYWAYS-!!!! Hope you enjoy! This is 858 word total! Again, sorry for any misspelling or out of character moments. All that fun stuff- hope you enjoy!

TW: Slight description of wounds?

It was a normal Hermitcraft-y day, mining diamonds, with no success. All of a sudden Grian's communicator buzzed. Someone joined. Someone he didn't know; Someone named Grain. WAIT! GRAIN?! This must be a mistake. Grian chuckled a bit, assuming the server's Admin was doing some sort of sus joke. The next thing he knew said "Grain" logged off.

Grian: What was that about?

Xisuma: What are you talking about?

Grian: Oh come on, none of you saw someone named Grain joined?

Xisuma: Grian, nobody joined recently-

Impulse: Yeah, you get enough sleep their bud?

Grian: I- /YES./ But more importantly did NONE of you see someone named "Grain" join??????

Xisuma: Nope.

Impulse: Double checked, still don't see it- last to log on was Etho.

Pearl: I didn't either-...

Grian watched all the hermits said no. But that didn't matter, Grian's communicator still said "Grain" logged into the server. Even if it was for a moment. 

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Over time Grian started to notice "Grain" log on more and more, for longer periods of time as well. Every other hermit started to just think Grian was pulling another prank, just like he did with a suspicious number of eggs a year or so prior.

But this was actually not him this time, Grian sighed. He thought that because these people where his friends they would understand that he was serious. But eventually Grian accepted his weird name neighbor; until one faithful day.

Grain joined the game

Grain: Hey does anyone have some cobwebs, I need them for a chimney on my vacation home-

Okay! Calm down Grian- Calm down! This is the first time Grain said something in chat- ever. And if someone sees this- it would mean Grian isn't going crazy!

Iskall85: Sure, I'll be omw-

OKAY SO GRAIN CAN TYPE IN CHAT AND PEOPLE SEE IT. Grian stopped everything to double check that he was sane.

Grain: Thanks

Grian who was currently restocking shops saw Iskall flying overhead. Silently as possible Grian followed behind the Swedish man. As Iskall finally landed he realized the area as somewhere he thought to never actually exist. An underwater Atlantis but inside was just 3 builds.

1. A rustic house.

2. A shrine that was way too recognizable with roses all around it.

And

3. A pen with 2 white rabbits.

Grian watched as Iskall looked around; eventually Iskall shrugged and put down a chest. Grian took a deep breath and watched as the man glanced again, put the webs in the chest and left. Okay- so no sign of this "grain" character anywhere. Now what was up with this place. It looked.... familiar.

Grian decided to look around starting with the outside areas, it would allow a better chance of seeing Grain when they eventually decide to show themselves. Plus, an extra easy escape.

Grian looked at the statue of a face. He wasn't quite sure who he was or why he seemed important, but it was a stone statue and next to them wore a pair of headphones, surrounded by at least 30 poppies.

Aside from the weird face statue G also found 2 white rabbits in a fence. Grian didn't like it, he wanted them to leave. For all his time on Hermitcraft he never found a use for them, they were always so pointless. But that wasn't the reason why Grian didn't like ones here. "Always the white rabbits-" he mumbles to himself. reaching out to touch one that was laying down, "Always so creepy-" and almost on command the white rabbit jumped up and tried to bite Grian's finger, barely grazing his arm as he moved his hand away, causing a slight screech from the feathered man who covered his mouth with his hand moments later.

After calming down, Grian look at his arm. Luckily the scratch wasn't deep enough to leave a permanent scar. Though it was slightly bleeding. Though there was something off about it. As Grian looked at his arm he realized something. Near the cut it was slightly black and withered. "That- can't be good," Grian mumbled. "I should probably head back to heal this." As Grian pulled out his rockets he heard a voice behind him, one he didn't recognize.

"You're not going anywhere."

And just like that, Grian felt something hit the back of his head with a thud. Huh, He though to himself as his vision blurred in and out. So this is where it all goes wrong, I knew it had to be one of these days. His final thought made his chuckle a bit as his vision then completely darkened, and he couldn't stay awake much longer.