Grian Oneshots

144 ~ Tango...

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In all fairness, Grian and Mumbo shouldn't just drink random potions Tango asls them to try.

But they didn't see any harm in it.

After almost throwing up, the pair left Tango in the shopping district.

Grian arrived at his base quickly.

He was really tired.

It was probably just because he'd been focusing on building a lot more over the past few days.

He yawned and stretched.

A nap wouldn't hurt, right?

Grian laid down on his bed and quickly fell asleep.

...

Xisuma, Scar, Cleo, and Iskall stood in the shopping district.

Xisuma was less worried than the other three there.

"Grian and Mumbo haven't been seen for two days!" Scar said, panicking.

X understood, but didn't see a need to worry.

Scar and Iskall saw Grian and Mumbo almost everyday, and Cleo and Grian often played pranks on eachother.

"Okay? They might just be preoccupied with a building or Redstone contraption they're making." Xisuma said, smiling softly to the three.

"But they didn't have any ideas the last time we talked!" Iskall said. "Your an admin, just go check on them to make sure they're okay!"

"Okay. But only if it'll stop you three from worrying so much." X said.

Xisuma quickly took off with his elytra.

Sure he wasn't even close to how good Grian flew, but it was something.

X landed at Grian's base.

Looking up at the giant tower, he smiled.

Grian's base was really cool.

Xisuma walked across the bridge between the outer layer and to the base itself.

Reaching the door, he looked around trying to find the red sweater.

Seeing nothing, he knew he'd need to actually check.

He didn't see why the three worried so much.

He glided down to the bottom of the base and looked around.

"Grian!" X called out. "Iskall, Cleo, and Sxar are really worried about you."

He walked over to the monstrosity of a storage system, just to make sure nothing fell onto Grian.

"You should really sort these chests." X muttered.

Turning around, he caught a glimce of blonde hair hiding behind the bed.

"Grian?" X called out again.

The blonde hair peaked over the bed frame again.

Soft blue eyes stared at X.

He looked similar to Grian, but he obviously wasn't Grian.

Grian was like 28.

Not 4.

"Hey buddy. Have you seen a man named Grian?" X said, walking towards the bed.

The boy tilted his head in confusion.

He hid slightly behind the bed frame again, though he spoke.

"I dunno... I want Oli..." The boy said quietly.