Grian Oneshots, Headcanons, And Incorrect Quotes

"𝙸-𝙸'𝚖 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙼-𝙼𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚘" 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 2

Ships - None

Story type - ???

Main Character - Grian and/or Mumbo

Season - 6

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•~_3rd 𝙿𝙾𝚅_~•

     The next day Mumbo woke up, everything hitting him harshly. He closed his eyes and collected himself as much as possible. He started getting ready, trying to find something other than a suit to wear. Eventually he settled on a hoodie and shorts before finishing getting ready. When he got to the meeting Xisuma called him onto the stage.

     Mumbo took a deep breath in and out before starting. "As some of you saw last night I had called for medical assistance at Grian's base and I know all of you are wondering if he's ok."

     The crowd nodded.

     "He-He didn't make it.." Mumbo looked up to stop himself from crying as everyone else started crying, tearing up, and many other things.

     "He left notes for everyone, I will hand them out after Joe gives his announcement."

      "As I was there last night I already read my note. And in his wishes he asked me to tell someone about my issue, so I will be telling it here. And I'm sorry for giving more bad news today, but I didn't know when we'd all get together again."

      Joe took a deep breath and rolled up his sleeves showing his scarred arms, cuts littering all over. Gasps could be heard all around. Cleo had jumped up on the makeshift stage and hugged Joe tightly.

     One by one Mumbo started handing out the notes, everyone crying harder the more they read. Ren had taken a deep breath and stood up, walking onto the stage.

     "Don't worry I don't have any more bad news, Grian wrote for me to show something I've only showed like three people. And hopefully this'll help brighten the mood a bit."

     Ren closed his eye and concentrated, wolf ears and a tail popping up. His ears pinned down and tail not wagging. Mumbo looked up and smiled, a sad smile, but a smile at that.

     "Yes you can mess with my ears, just don't pull nor touch my tail please."

     Mumbo nodded and scratched behind Ren's ears, making his tail wag slightly.

     "Thank you guys for sharing." Mumbo mumbled with a small smile as he sat down.

     A few years later most had moved on, a meeting was held every year to remember Grian and the good things he did in the short amount of time. Mumbo still cried himself to sleep every other night, no longer able to look at suits.

     Mumbo had bad thoughts but never acted on them, reminding himself that Grian wouldn't want him to. He kept the dagger in the back of his inventory, only ever planing on using it if someone attacked the server.

      He made little graves in each server, always leaving little gifts and notes. They invited PearlescentMoon to the server in season 8 for Grian, told her what happened and comforted her when she cried.

     Grian watched from the void, made friends with the late hermits. He enjoyed the little notes and trinkets he received. Watched as everyone slowly moved on, helped each other and enjoyed themselves.

He watched, watched until the end of HermitCraft.

~Sleepy