SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

Beautiful

thank my friend for making me listen to the Heather's musical soundtrack.

giggles

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When X and his gang of friends exchanged to Japan, he figured it'd be fun!

..

Fun.

Lord.

At least his guide seemed nice...?

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(start song NOW!)

Grian ruffled his feathers, groaning. He'd been assigned showing the newbies around, because he's the only mildly sane person in this trash school.

Probably.

Sam glanced at him with cold, dead eyes that sparked with the light only murder gave him. He tilted his head in confusion, white ears flicking. Grian mouthed ' newbie duty ', to which he got a nod.

God, where were the people he'd played with at 8?

The knife practically glowed with Taurtis' blood.

 Survivors of a twisted preschool?

" You're lucky to sit with Sam, Taurtis!"

 Untied under the false pretense of finally being safe after leaving that shit place?

" i'M TAURTIS, IM TAURTIS, I LOVE TORITOS"

Then everyone got bigger. Something shifted, well before Grian arrived. He was just caught that halloween, stuck playing a role he'd never auditioned for.

Ah, he's arrived. The newbie appears to actually be twenty newbies, which is quite alot.

" Welcome to Yandere High!"

He started walking.

" There's one thing to know, this ain't no highschool. This is the Thunderdome."

The bell rang, and people streamed out of class for lunch. Someone yelled ' white trash!' Which was met with a ' GO FUCKING KYS  ' ( ehem... please remember these are insensitive college kids, if you're contemplating sucicide, please seek help, wether that be friends, family, national sucicide prevention line.. (988))

" College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June.." Grian hissed under his breath, glancing behind him. The newbies did not seem to be taking this well. Hopefully, someone would regain enough composure to call the fucking police, not just Paul Blart. If sanities can snap, surely they can repair, right? 

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X was not enjoying this! A glance with everyone told him they weren't either, telling him the feeling was mutual. Someone bumped into the voidwalker, and he apologized quite alot only for the person to glare & spout some rather offensive words. The nervous smile dropped from his face, replaced with a frown the other Hermits mirrored.

Their guide seemed to have the same attitude, although the parrot commanded a strange respect around him. X was starting to wish he hadn't decided to try the exchange student program just to boost his college application. The voidwalker was also starting to understand why their guide had called the school ' The Thunderdome'...

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Grian was slowly loosing his cool with every person. Like, holy shit?? He just has to keep it together until college. Then he can run away, to smokey cafes and modern dorms.

He just needs to survive, to avoid striking a match and setting this dump ablaze..

Someone approached the group, throwing an apple a a long-haired elve's head. Grian rolled his eyes, turning around to talk to the group while walking.