Grian oneshots

Mushy apples

In a world of magic and fantastical things, exist a few...rotten apples. Society calls them villains, in reality society has wronged them all of their life. Society hurt them in a way that just couldn't be undone by the so called 'goodness' that the heroes spread around. Then again you've heard this all before. Millions of times people have told you how villains have a tragic childhood or even life. Villains who are seeking revenge for what was done to them, for what was taken away. Well I want you to throw that out the window.

This is 'Bombwatch', formerly known as the heir to some rich company. He had amazing parents, his homelife was perfect, and he was popular in school. Now Bombwatch is one of these 'rotten' apples, except he isn't rotten. More like a very crunchy looking apple that looks so red that you can't hold back on biting in only to be met by a weird mushy inside. Yeah, that's it. First impressions aren't always everything. If you saw him in his civilian form you wouldn't think that he is some sort of maniac explosion lover ranking in the top 5 worst villains. To be frank you'd see him as a lovely sweet neighbor with two pet cats and a wonderfully kept front lawn.

Tommy's dad is a well known hero. Due to the increase in crime in parts of the country the government was asking a several heroes to move into the more crime rampant areas. Tommy's dad being one of them. "I still don't know why we had to move" he grumbled as the family of four walked around the new neighborhood. Phil Watson 'Death Angel' sighed, "I've told you this many times before, this is one of the most dangerous areas and since your brothers and I are well known and strong heroes we had to move here to help out."
Wilbur Watson 'Soundwave' laughed at his younger brother, "aww, is little Tommy sad cause he had to leave his best friend Tubbo behind with tall mean Ranboo?" Tommy shouted at him, "Shut up bi*** boy." Their other brother, Techno Watson 'Technoblade' 'Blood God' 'The Blade' ignored his brothers' antics and stuffed another potato in his mouth. Phil, desperate to stop the two from arguing, pointed at a small rustic style house. It was made of spruce wood and the stone chimney was a bit crooked but overall it looked like a cozy home. "Why don't we say hello to our neighbor" he pushed the family towards the door. Technoblade noticed a cat door and got very excited to go inside. Phil rung the doorbell, "Hold on a minute! No Pearl get down from there. Maui stop trying to eat the sofa" a voice was heard form the inside followed by a complaining meow. Shortly after a man answered the door, he was small, like really small, maybe just around 5'0 ft? He wore a red sweater and a pair of gray pants. "Hello, how may I help you?" he smiled at them. Phil returned the smile, "My family and me just moved into the house next door and I wanted to greet our new neighbors." Technoblade watched as a cat ripped of a piece of the couch. "Why don't you come in for a cup of tea" he stretched out an arm inviting them in.

"So Grian what do you do for a living?" Phil said. "I own a small shop selling various items that one might need."
Technoblade zoned out, he looked around the living room. It looked fairly standard. A fireplace, a TV, sofas, a cat tree in the corner with a grey cat resting on top. A second cat looking up at her with envy. "So what was the reason you moved here?"
Phil sat still for a second nervously sweating, he's a bad liar, "uh...well I just thought that our family needed a change of scenery from the capital."
Grian's eyes lit up, "Wow, you used to live in the capital? Is it true that there isn't a single speck of dirt on the roads?"
"Well I'm not too sure about that-"

"What about the 100 meter tall buildings?"

"I think the tallest building is 40 meters-"

"What about the flying horses?"

"Where did you hear that?"

Grian shrugged, "folks like to talk around." Tommy looked at a long blue sword that was sitting in a corner. "Do you know how to use a sword?" he asked, saving his father from further questions. Grian looked at the sword, "oh you mean the sword? No that used to belong to my great grandfather, he had a passion for collecting weapons. I loved the way that sword looked as a kid so when he died I kept
it." Tommy seemed satisfied by that answer. Wilbur noticed the way Grian started nervously fidgeting with his hoodie as soon as Tommy mentioned the sword but dismissed it as not wanting to talk about a dead relative. "Well it was nice to meet you but we should leave. We still need to unpack a bunch of boxes" Phil said. "I'll lead you to the door" Grian smiled. While walking through the house Wilbur noticed a few odd decore choices: a fake (?) chicken head, a framed mustache????, and what might be the most normal out of them all, a silver mask with a weird portal symbols on it. What an odd guy he thought.
They waved goodbye and returned to their new home.