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Grian wiped his brow as he looked at the dress he'd made. It was for a friend of his. Sure making outfits in secret after work was difficult, but he didn't want anyone to beg for clothing.
Grian stretched, and flopped down onto the bed he kept in the craft room. He fell asleep quickly, and the last thing he saw was the blinking clock saying 2:30am.
He woke up at 10:30, and sat up. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen for a pot of coffee and some sweet savory chocolate chip cookies Scar had gave him.
He changed into his normal clothing, and made his way to his mansion to work on it.
...
Impulse snuck into Grian's base after the blonde left. He was just here to find some blackmail strong enough to get Scar off his back, so he was willing to tear the house apart.
He hesitated when he saw the dress. It was a beautiful knee length, atleast in the front, midnight blue dress. There had lace around the top and the collar, the fabric fell to the floor in the back, showing off the tail. There was black sleeves that would reach to about someone's elbows, and some silver jewelry.
"...Grian wears dresses...?" Impulse asked himself.
He walked over to it, and saw an open letter nearby.
Dear Netty,
Hi! Hope you enjoy the dress! I made it using your measurements and the fabric you liked last time. If you'd like some stockings to go with, don't worry about asking!
Sincerely,
Grian <3
"Oh so Grian doesn't wear dresses." Impulse said. "Though not that he wouldn't look cute- ... Wait! HE MADE THE DRESS!?"
...
Grian stared confused at Ren, Impulse, Cleo, and Scar.
"...Repeat, please?" Grian said.
"We know you make dresses!" Impulse said.
Ren gave him an exhausted look. Seeing as he was one of four Hermits to know, Grian understood.
"Uh, so? And it's not really just dresses." Grian said.
"How could you not tell us? I so want to have a fashion competition between Scar, you, and me now!" Cleo said, smiling at the short hermit.
"I... I dunno. Last thing I'd want is to be forced into making clothes. It's just a hobby."
"I saw that dress! It was beautiful!" Scar said, smiling at him.
"U-Uh, thanks?"
"But seriously, you have to show off your work!" Impulse said.
"I mean- technically I do-" Grian muttered.
"What?"
"Who do you think makes flame proof suits for Mumbo? The new ties? I don't steal his clothes, I make them." Grian rolled his eyes playfully. 'Yeah, I just make extra clothing to swap out the other eventually. It's not stealing if it keeps his suit from tearing... Is it though?'
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Grian Oneshots
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