Short Stories (Grumbo/Scarian/Mumscarian)

Grian / Mumbo / Scar

Story 1

Context: 
He/Him Transmasc Grian. 
Mainly they/them (ok with masc terms) enby spec Mumbo.
Pronouns vary Genderfluid Scar. In this story Scar has they/them until it gets discussed. Includes a few neopronouns.

With the weather starting to become warmer, Scar had a realisation. They should check up on their partners, with them being British the weather really wouldn’t be agreeing with them both, especially with added gender issues on top of just generally seeming like vampires under the sun.

Grian was probably still trying to go about his days in that classic red sweater which simply would not stand. Not with how poorly he could handle heat. And Mumbo…Well if they’re still wearing suits in this weather then they’re crazier than Scar gave them credit for.

Regardless checking up on them was a pretty good idea and it meant that they could make sure both weren’t overdoing it with the warmer weather. And so that’s exactly what they’d do first today!

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“Gri? Mumbo?”

After having knocked on and waited Scar was getting concerned. Hearing all the commotion from upstairs wasn’t a great sign so they reluctantly let themself in and moved towards the sounds.

“Stay still! You’re just going to tangle your binder even more.”

“I can do it! Lemme go!”

Ok, they had to witness this. As quietly as they could manage they opened the bedroom door.

“Oh my-” They found the words escaping before they even think about it as the scene in front of them was somehow worse than expected.

“He wouldn’t let me help him, he’s somehow got into this tangled mess.”

“I said I was fine! They won’t believe me!”

True to their word, Grian was tangled up in a red binder, struggling against Mumbo as they tried to help despite all the fidgeting.

“This is quite the situation!” They found themselves giggling at the sight before realising something.

“Mumbo K Jumbo, It is too hot for you to be wearing that suit, sir!”

“Haha, they’re telling you off!” He was still struggling as he spoke.

“I’ll get to you G.”

There was a brief, icy look exchanged between the pair before they continued.

“Suit jacket, tie, off. I know you guys over in England are basically vampires the extra stuff is not going to help you.”

Knowing better than to argue with their partner, the suit jacket was being undone as they turned back to Grian who had somehow resolved the issue of the binder. Meaning Scar could move to snatch up his sweater.

“Think again.”

They watch as Grian tries to jump up and grab at the sweater, noticing after a while that Scar is lacking any pronoun bracelets. Usually, they’d put some on in the morning so that people could more easily refer to them correctly. Colour coded bracelets that all meant different things whether it was he/him, she/her, they/them, neopronouns etc.

They feel their hand get grabbed by Grian, moving it down as he asks about the lack of bracelets.

“I suppose you’re right...” They think about it before continuing, “I guess today it’s any.”

“So I can finally get to call you my gorgeous girlfriend!” His eyes light up at the idea.

“He’s been wanting to since you started dressing up as a mattress store…”