(Unfinished) Feathers/Birds of a feather

Mumbo's Pov: (Get ready the next one is going to be long)

              Mumbo gasped for air as they finally reached shore, he pulled the boat onto the sand, and then collapsed. "Heh, never again. . . . .Now what to do with feathery Grian?" He laid there for a moment more before sitting up. Finally it struck him in the face, the fact that he just saved Grian from drowning, and that his best friend was covered in red, yellow, and blue feathers. 'Wait a moment, weren't they purple at some point?!' Mumbo snapped his head towards Grian. "Those were purple when I looked last." Mumbo reached out and touched a feather on Grian's arm. Grian shifted as the feathers bristaled, & Mumbo started to pull his hand away, but stopped when Grian relaxed. 'I'm not sure what I should do here, he looks so comfy & fluffy' Mumbo gave in and started to pet the feathers. "Mrrrf" Grian mumbled, shifted again, and started purring. Mumbo felt his face heat up as Grian continued purring. 'He's like a cat.' Mumbo chuckled and continued petting the feathers. After a bit, Grian started to sture. "Mhf. . . . . . . mrmmmh?" Grian mumbled and slowly started to sit up. Mumbo quickly backed up to let Grian orient himself. "Mm-mum-m-o?" Grian mumbled out as he rubbed his eyes. Mumbo couldn't help but laugh. 'Welp guess I'm Mummo now' "H-hey Grian, You okay there bud? With the feathers and all?" Mumbo couldn't help but point out the fact that his best friend was somewhat covered in feathers. Grian seemed to shrink in his own skin. "Grian?" Mumbo whispered as he reached towards the smaller boy. He let out a small squeak, and backed up. They were in Mumbo's starter underground thingy. Mumbo wasn't really sure what he was going to do for his megga base this season. Mumbo let out a sigh, sat down where he was, and waited for Grian to relax. Grain's eyes were slits, like when a cat would hiss at something. The feathers on his back that were visible, the feathers in his hair, and on his arms were all fluffed up in caution. 'Don't I have something that would remind him of who I am . . . . oh duh Mumbo, use your humour' "H-hey Gri, It's me Mumbo Jumbolio. Remember me? The spoon with the moustache?" Mumbo tried, hoping to get to Grian. Grian's feathered ears perk up at the mention of Mumbo's nickname, and his nickname as well. "Jiboweo" Grian's eye dilated into full moons. "Hey there Gri" Mumbo smiled, and pulled his friend into a tight hug. Both their faces turned a slight shade of pink before they separated. "S-so . . . uhm . . . th-this. . . ." Grian sighed, and sat down in front of Mumbo. "Yea but, remember, I trusted you enough to tell you I was a vampire hybrid before anyone else." Mumbo pointed out. Grian thought about it for a moment before nodding. "You better get comfy, it's a long story." Grian finally said. 

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The next one is going to be long love you all

See you later "'Beardo's, Weirdo's', and NonBionary Heroes"

Rozly