𓈊 Valeriana

7

Grian took his first week of chemo off from school to let his body adjust to it without additional stress, while Scar, Mumbo, Scott, and Jimmy all returned to school.

"I wish I could've stayed with Grian," Mumbo sighed, closing his locker. "I asked Joel and he told me my education was more important than comforting Grian."

Scar rolled his eyes as the two of them started down the hall. "He really is an adult now," he murmured, making Mumbo snicker. "I mean, it's not like you're graduating this year."

Mumbo groaned. "Dude, all of my friends are graduating this year, and I'm stuck for a whole other semester," he complained. "Even Grian's graduating, and we're both juniors!"

"Grian has all of his credits already, to be fair," Scar said. "And he was taking, like, a million advanced science and math classes, too. I think he said he wants to be a chemist."

"Yeah, but I take advanced classes, too," Mumbo pouted.

"You take advanced robotics classes," Scar corrected. "Those aren't required credits."

The ravenette sighed. "I know," he said.

Scar nudged him and smiled. "Hey, at least you don't have to take an entire year's worth of classes next year," he said. "You only have to complete the first semester."

"Hey, Mumbo," a girl with blonde hair, False, said, waving to Mumbo as she passed him.

"Oh, hey." Mumbo waved back with a smile. "She was my partner for a robotics project last year. She's really smart."

"Not as smart as you," Scar said with a wink, stopping in front of a classroom. "I'll see you at lunch?"

Mumbo sighed. "I actually told Mr. Hermann I'd hang out at the workshop," he said, and Scar pouted. "You can come eat in there if you want."

"It's fine," Scar said. "I'll just eat with fWhip."

Mumbo smiled softly. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Mumbo left with a wave goodbye, and Scar entered his architecture class with a sigh. As much as he loved that class, he also hated it with a burning passion.

.•°*°•.

"I think that works," fWhip murmured as Sausage hovered over his shoulder. The ginger boy was playing Minecraft on his laptop and was currently attempting to create an iron farm.

"It looks good," Sausage said with a smile, then pecked a kiss to fWhip's cheek. "You're so good at this."

fWhip's face turned red and he looked away. "I'm okay at it," he murmured, then noticed Scar approaching with a lunch tray. "Oh, hey, Scar!"

Scar waved, seemingly forgetting he was holding a tray, and nearly dropped all of his food. "Dang it-" He blushed out of embarrassment when Sausage and fWhip began to laugh. "Hey! Don't laugh!"

"Sorry," fWhip said, though he was still laughing as Scar sat down. "Where's Mumbo and Grian?"

Scar sighed. "Mumbo went to the workshop," he said, "and Grian's at home with Lizzie."

fWhip groaned. "I wish I could be at home right now," he groaned, putting away his laptop. "That sounds like-"

"He's on chemo right now."

"-heaven..." fWhip blinked before he ans Sausage simultaneously asked, "Chemo?"

Scar looked down at his food, feeling his eyes start to water even though he knew Grian would be fine. "He has cancer," he murmured, and Sausage gasped.