.•⦁ Finding Bdubs ⦁•.

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Alternative title: Bdubs is sick
Genre?: fluff :D
Notes/prompt/idea: I saw something similar to what I wrote on a YouTube animation
Ship: none implied

TW: being sick? Cuddling with a sick person?
(tell me if I missed any?)
Can you tell that I suck at finding TW's yet?

Main AU

Btw not my favorite but wanted to get something out before I left for vacation :)

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Bdubs was sick. And the whole server knew.

The only problem was, the hermits couldn't find him.
He didn't want to take his medicine, so he ran off.

Bdubs was just a bit too chaotic to find, so they asked the most chaotic person to help search for him, Grian.

But they had a problem, Grian claimed he was busy with the rift, so they had to find a different way to convince him to go look.

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•Third person POV•
"BDUBS! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU HAVE TO TAKE YOUR MEDICINE."

"Stop. You're doing it wrong."
"Okay, you do it then if you're so smart."
"Fine. I will. I bet I can find him before sundown."
"Alright, bet."

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Grian had wandered around most of the server before lunch time, so he decided to have a sit down close to Bdubs' tower. But as he sat down, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye.

Somehow, the bit of moss behind him, moved. At first Grian thought it was a dog or a bird. So naturally, he went over to it, his instincts telling him to find the animal.

As he got closer, the moss reminded him more and more of Bdubs' moss blanket.

When the parrot hybrid got close enough to touch the moss, it sneezed loudly.

That was when the pesky bird realized the moss was a blanket, and he had found the server's sleepyhead.

So he decided to text his admin their location.

—you are now privately chatting with Xisuma—

<Grian> X-eye-suma?
<Xisuma> That's me! How's it going Gri?
<Grian> I found him.
<Xisuma> That's great! Where are you guys?
<Grian> We're close to his starter base, I think somewhere by the back.
<Xisuma> I'll be over to pick you guys up in a bit I'm around 10 minutes away.
<Grian> Okay!

—Chat has ended—

Putting his communicator away in his pocket, Grian made the last step towards the dreamer. Making sure he didn't disturb the sleeping Bdubs, Grian lifted the green blanket.

Seeing he was still asleep, he lowered the blanket and sat next to his friend.

A few minutes went by, and the other hermit started to stir.

"Hmm?"
"Hey, sleepyhead."
"Cuddles?"
"Oh- sure."

Grian was confused as to why Bdubs didn't care where they were, but then again he was sick...

Confusing, sick Bdubs thoughts aside, he took the dreamer up on his request and crawled under his blanket.

The ground the two lay on was softer then the gremlin had anticipated, and it was almost comfortable enough to fall asleep on.

Almost...

Almost......

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When the Voidwalker found the two shortest players of his server, they were both fast asleep under Bdubs' famous moss blanket.

The duo looked very comfortable with each other as they snuggled up together. So he determined that he would just take both back to his base.

Xisuma opened his admin panels and typed a specific code in, this teleported all three of them to his own base.

X tucked both sleeping players into his bed to keep an eye on them when they woke up, since he was slightly worried for Grian.

He didn't think cuddling a sick person was very smart, but they looked so peaceful... and this was the most sleep Grian had gotten in a good few days. So he just left them alone, and continued his coding.

Needless to say, when the two sleeping hermits woke up the next day, the rest of the hermits had to deal with two sick gremlins.

But there was only one thing Grian cared about.

"Mumbo pay up."

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Cute and short :)

Any tips? PLEASE TELL ME!!!!
Any mistakes in spelling, context or words ALSO PLEASE TELL ME!!!
Criticism won't kill me.

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