Watcher's Admins

Chapter Twelve

Grian wasn't able to get up due to the two children's stubbornness, so he just laid there staring at the ceiling grumbling. He couldn't even reach his communicator to ask another hermit to save him from them because they were laying on his arms. "You two are evil." He grumbled looking at them.

"We know." They replied with stupid little smiles on their faces and Pearl nuzzled into his side. "But you love us." She yawned. Scar nodded and yawned too. "I do yes, but this is just plain mean." Grian rolled his eyes and tried to move from under them. "You two aren't going to fall asleep trapping me aren't you?"

"Uh. No~" Scar murmured. He glanced at him, before looking at Pearl, who was already asleep. "You two are cats in nature." Grian yawned and looked at the ceiling again, setting his head back on the ground. "My wings are going to hate me because of you."

When he didn't get an answer he suspected Scar was also asleep. "Lord help me..." he murmured, shaking his head and chuckling. This was annoying, now his wings were starting to hurt because he couldn't move them so tension was building in them. Might as well try and sleep too... He thought and closed his eyes.

He managed to fall asleep after an hour, as uncomfortable as he was at that moment. He didn't know how long he was asleep when he heard someone come into his house softly calling his name. "Martyn...?" He murmured groggily and tried to sit up, remembering he couldn't because of the two sleeping on him.

"Grian where are you? Oh- uh, what's going on here?" Martyn asked, walking over to him, looking over the couch. "My sister and Scar are evil and decided to dogpile me. They refused to get off and then fell asleep. I can't move." Grian yawned.

"Weak bird bones, or are you still recovering from before?" Martyn asked, vaulting over the couch and sitting in it looking at him. "The latter, not the former," The avian huffed. "Please help get them off me. My body hurts because I cannot move it."

"Hmmmm...." Martyn looked at him thinking before opening his coms. Grian just watched as he typed unable to reach his own. "Martyn. What are you doing?"

"You know what I'm doing."

"Please tell me you aren't telling the others to join, are you?"

"Maybe."

The avian groaned and tried pulling his arm from under Scar, but that man had a tight grip around his arm. He heard his coms go off and looked at Martyn who was smiling as his predicament. "You suck." He huffed.

After a few minutes, fireworks went off around his house and all of his friends came inside and looked at him before starting to laugh. "Sleepover in the birdman's house." Jevin snorted. "No. we should get those two off of him. That's just mean." Stress shook her head smacking the slime on the arm.

"Please guys. Please." Grian begged, his wings on his face covering his eyes embarrassed. "We should, but...." Impulse started, before Xisuma huffed. "It's not bully Grian day." He said and shook his head before picking up Scar, making him let go of Grian's arm.

Stress picked up Pearl with False's help and the three of them put them on the blankets on the floor. "You guys all suck." Grian murmured and sat up slowly, pins and needles throughout his entire body. "But thank you." He grumbled as Xisuma helped him to his feet. "But we're still sleeping over." Xisuma laughed and Stress nodded.

"Why?" Grian asked, stretching his limbs trying to relieve the tension. "Is it bully Grian day?" He frowned.

"No, It's because we're all bored and well...You're kinda purple." Jevin said pointing towards his own eyes. "So we should just in case."

Grian tilted his head before rubbing his eyes. "Right...that reminds me.....I'm pretty sure this," he motioned to his eyes realizing what they meant. "Is because those two children had me trapped like that for a while. I think stress causes it? I don't know. I remember...my roommate was telling me about it the night before an exam. It was on and off and seeing as the brand is complete, my stupid oddities are back." He grumbled.