Here we go!
I guess this is set in Hermitcraft, though it's just the characters really. Personalities go brrrr.
Warnings: Ghost stories? And implied death in those ghost stories?
Word Count: 354
"-'Jump,' They told her. 'We'll catch you!'"
"Don't do it," Scar whispered, shuffling closer on his bench to Grian. Grian chuckled softly at how gullible he was.
"So she jumped..."
A small gasp escaped Scar as he gripped Grian's arm.
"... And they didn't keep their promise."
Scar squeaked and stopped moving, and Grian had to check that he was still alive.
"And to this day, her ghost haunts this campsite, seeking revenge on anyone who dares break their promises!"
A moment of silence followed the story, before being broken by Xisuma, who stood up and cleared his throat.
"Thank you, Iskall, for that... interesting story. I'm sure we'll all sleep very well tonight..." The admin remarked, earning a grin from Iskall.
"Ren, I should think it's time for some campfire songs?"
~~~
The night was dark and peaceful, the strumming of Ren's guitar having long died away. All of the Hermits were fast asleep in their tents.
Well, almost all.
The sound of his tent unzipping woke Grian up.
"Grian...?"
The strawberry blonde rolled over sleepily. "Hey, Scar, what's up?"
When Scar spoke, his voice shook slightly, making Grian look up, concerned.
"...Do I keep my promises?"
Grian's gaze softened. He rolled over on his camping mattress, and patted the space beside him.
Scar hesitated, before lying down. He turned towards the other, and asked in a small voice, "Do you think she's going to get me? The ghost, I mean."
Grian laid half of his blanket over Scar, and tucked a strand of the brunette's hair behind his ear.
"No, I don't. And do you know why?"
Scar sniffed as he shook his head.
"Because, one: the ghost isn't real. Haven't you learnt by now not to trust a word Iskall says? And, two: even if there was a ghost, it'd have to get through me first. I'm never going to let anything hurt you. Ever. Got it?"
A watery smile and a nod came as a reply.
"Good." Grian pulled Scar into a hug, a hug that said, I'm here, and the other melted into it.
"Now, shut up and go to sleep!"
Whoo!
I don't know, was that awful? You tell me.
Scarian pog!
Also is it just me who thinks it's weird how on Hermitcraft, it's Scarian, and then in the Life series, it's Desert Duo? Just me? Okay.
-Lavendar <3
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FanfictionFandoms include: Empires SMP; Rats SMP; Hermitcraft; Witchcraft SMP; 3rd, Last, Double and Limited Life; etc Requests open! I do not write about Dream SMP, sorry! This will probably be all shipping. Enjoy! *Cover art isn't mine!*
