one of the same? pt 2

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     Sword through the chest. He didn’t wanna die, Mumbo said he would be okay..

He's sitting here on the stage, slowly dying, with everyone watching. They were just watching..

Mumbo said they would understand.. Look where trust got him now..
































































     Grian jerked up from the bed with bandages around the back of his head. He quickly pulled his shirt up to see if it was true that he got stabbed. He remembered telling everyone then it all went black for a second, that next second with him on the floor dying.

     Just then Mumbo walked in and sat by his side. Grian idmentinly hugged him, scared to see anyone else.

Mumbo: “You okay Gri.? You fell off the stairs and fell right onto the concrete.. Xisuma caught you before anything really bad could happen”

     He moved the hair out of Grians face, genuinely concerned for his friend. Grian could only nod. It was silent for a few minutes.

Grian: “They hate me.. Don’t they.?”

     Mumbo idmentinaly reacted

Mumbo: “No of course not! Well we had to calm Doc down because you know how he gets when someone keeps a secret like that, but overall he was understanding about the situation. They all wanted to talk about it but some said they’d they you calm down first”

     Grian could only nod, he was scared if he would speak it would get worse.

Grian: “I just.. I don’t want them to take over again.. Back in Evo I.. In Highschool..”

     He couldn’t talk about it, so he made a promise to him..

But he was dead wasn’t he.? His best friend in Highschool, in Evo.?

He needed to talk about it, he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Grian: “It started when I started a server on my own with the help of my two guardians. Well my parents. They were nice enough to give me half of their powers and I took them, thinking it wouldn’t be so bad. After we beat the enderdragon everything just went black and fuzzy, that's when I woke up in the nurse's office at the highschool. Apparently I had passed out and fallen down the school steps and a boy named Sam rushed me in here. My head started to hurt and yes I did fall down the stairs, but that didn’t explain how I got here. When I left the nurses office and looked outside, I didn’t even know where I was or even where I lived. Sam then found me again and we became friends. He then introduced me to the rest of the class and one of his best friends. Tartuis. We all three quickly got close and for the first few weeks I was staying on the street, that was until Sam found out and he invited me to come live with him and Tartuis. He seemed familiar though, I can’t remember a lot from High School or Evo but I remember him and Sam.” (As you can see Grian is lying about him not knowing much about the school)

Mumbo Stared at him, not knowing what to say, Grian had never said this much to him, even when Grian had breakdowns in his arms. He could see the regret in Grians eyes and how uncomfortable he was getting with the situation.

Mumbo: “Wow.”

Xisuma walked in and sat beside Grian.

Xisuma: “Well that was a lot to put off your chest wasn’t it?”

Mumbo panicked a little and looked at Grian, who was calm. Grian looked at X and smiled as X held his hands out. Grian happily got up and walked up to Xisuma, getting picked up into his arms.

Grian: “Its okay, Ey-sum-a knows about it”

Mumbo slowly nodded, holding onto his knees.

Mumbo: “That's quite odd to think about.. My best friend is a Watcher?”

     Grian nodded and leaned into Xisuma as if he was a toddler wanting attention. In Fact he was, sometimes his mind reverted and Xisuma took care of the parrot while he was like that. Xisuma quickly noticed and gently ruffled his hair. Grian closed his eyes and relaxed more, letting his shoulders drop down. Mumbo smiled and Iskall walked inside the room. He noticed Grian asleep and sat down next to Mumbo. Mumbo gently nudged him and Iskall leaned against him.

     Xisuma carefully laid Grian next to them both and left the room. Mumbo smiled at the shorter two and laid down with them both attached to his arm, side, or waist. And so they rested.

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