Grian Oneshots

131 ~ D&A AU

Demon and Angel AU I'll be toying with for a bit.

Established ships in this chapter:
  - Gridoc
  - ZIT (Atleast its alluded too.)

Future Ships:
  - Grumdoc (GrianxMumboxDoc)
  - Vex Bros (CubxScar)

Mentioned Hermits in Chapter:
  - Grian: Fallen Angel
  - Mumbo: Angel / Fallen Angel
  - Scar: Demon
  - Doc: Demon
  - Ren: Demon
  - Impulse: Angel
  - Tango: Demon
  - Zedaph: Angel

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Grian glared at the ceiling of his house as he thought about the last time he was summoned. It was quite exciting, pretending to be human that is. The gunshot wounds and the trauma less.

His tail flicked from side to side, small quiet explosions occurring when it hit the floor. He was laying on his bed, with his legs and tail off the side.

He was bored.

Extremely bored.

And as a demon, the thing you do when your bored is go mess with humanity or angels. But he was a very specific type of demon.

He had to be summoned to leave Hell. And since demons were immortal, he could literally wait until the end of time bored as hell itself.

He sat up and looked at his tail. He could go mess with the new angel ambassador, as there were no rules about pranks and harassing any ambassadors.

He stood up and walked out of the room to his hallway. He should get some firecrackers and some new files to sort so he doesn't go crazy while he waits. Maybe he could finally find that hottie that summoned him the time before last.

...what was that guys name again?

There goes that plan.

Grian groaned as he opened the door. It's always fucking hot. But it was hell, it was understandable.

Now, you might be asking, what's Grian doing in such a place? Grian was an angel once. But he didn't follow their dumbass rules and actually talked with demons like they were they same type of people. Because of that, he was thrown down here.

That was more then 10,000 years ago and he had let go of that anger a long time ago. Now he just messed with the human race, or angels, while trying not to stand out too much.

He'd learned it was better not to be extravagant. Being a fallen angel wasn't something that made you likable.

His wings had long since gone, and the tail formed some eras back. He didn't care, he was just happy that his halo was gone. The wings and not having a tail weren't signs you were a fallen angel, so he didn't get in much trouble with just those.

He missed being able to fly, but atleast people wouldn't try to get him horny by touching them anymore.

His tail flicked against the broken sidewalk, causing a firecracker loud explosion. He just continued walking, as it was normal for him. He caught himself thinking about the physics behind a tail like that, only coming up with a few theories.

1, his tail was coated in some sweat like thing that made explosions when it was stuck against something. Weird and gross to think about.

2, his tail created sparks and lit up small explosive chemicals in the air. Believable and likely.

3, magic. It can't be explained if its magic.

Grian felt an arm grab him and pull him into an alleyway, only to see an angel. He hadn't seen an angel in a long time so he was justifiably shocked.

"Hi- I'm just looking for the portal to Heaven... I think I got sent to the wrong place-" They said.

They had a black and white suit on, with a red tie. Their black hair was neatly brushed back, with a black mustache. Their wings almost glowed, but luckily they didn't. Their halo was slightly tinted red, showing they worked in hell as an angel of some sort.