Grian Oneshots

112 ~ New Name

TW: Imprisonment;

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The blonde haired boy sat with his back against the grey bricked wall behind him. The cell had little in it. Basically nothing.

There was a thin sheet with holes, and many photos were ripped in half around the cell.

And his arms were chained to the wall, as well as his ankles being chained. His face was bruised up, and his arms had cuts and bruises.

His once bright blue eyes were dull and empty, and he looked at the floor with no emotion. He held his legs close to him.

The two men who stood in the doorway were suprised. The one with black hair and a mustache looked angry, worried, and shocked at the same time. The one in a helmet held concern in his eyes.

The blonde didn't know who they were, so he tried curling up in a ball when the mustached one got too close for comfort.

The two whispered to eachother for a bit, before he felt something stab his arm.

He felt light headed as he looked at the dart.

He woke up on a comfortable bed, with his wounds wrapped and cleaned.

He was sore, but that was to be expected.

He stood up and looked around the room, looking for any sign of someone about to hurt him.

When he saw the door, he walked out of the room.

The wooden style room continued into the hall.

In the hallway, there were maybe 6 other doorways, all with engraved names and simple designs on the doors.

He looked back towards the door to the room.

The design on that one, had a mustache, an A, and the name was Grian. (Haha mustache man lost his mustache)

"Did the person misspell grain, and just went with it?" He muttered to himself.

He looked back at the doors in the hallway.

A hat and the name "Scar" was next to his.

A mustache, along with powder that was painted red, stickynotes, and the name "Mumbo" was the door across from his.

Moving closer, he was able to read the sticky notes.

"Please do something to make this look like Redstone, not drugs. - Xisuma"
"Okay. - Mumbo"
"Why did you just put a sticky note that says "not drugs"? - Cleo"
"Most likely because he didn't specify. And Mumbo was half asleep. - Iskall"
"Lol. "Not drugs." Sounds like he's banned any form of drug from his room. - Grian"
"Shush, Grain. - Mumbo"
"You think I'm bread!? - GRIAN"
"I misspelled! - Mumbo"
"Shunned. - Grian"

He giggled at the last stickynote.

He left the door and looked at the other doors in the hallway.

The one next to Mumbo's, had an anti dirorite sign. He only knew it was dirorite because of the words engraved underneath the sign. This one belonged to an "Iskall".

The one next to Scar's, was just an extra room. Though, there was a string of sticky notes on the door. The end of one of the strings, had "That's it. I'm putting up a whiteboard. - X".
Then "I broke the whiteboard. :( - Grian"
"How did you break the whiteboard!? - Ren"
"Iskall threw a crucifix at me. I ducked. It broke the whiteboard. - Grian"
"That's it. You five can buy your own whiteboards. - X"
"Sorry X. - Grian & Iskall"
"Why did Iskall throw a crucifix at Grian??? - Stress"
"Because he was stealing my rockets. - Iskall"
"Seriously Grian? - Tango"
"I was going to pay him back. I just needed rockets to get to my diamonds. - Grian"