SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

Meant to Be Yours

WOOO HEATHERS SONG SET AFTER ' THE RED MEANS I LOVE YOU '

RIGHT, MORE INSANITY! 

CACKLES

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Grian was just strolling the fair, having lost track of his friends a while ago. It's fine, he didn't expect any danger.

Character 101: ALWAYS expect danger.

Anyway, that's how Grian ended up in Sam's house, backed up against the wall & staring at the rabbit, who was a fucking mess. When was he not, though?

( start song now!!)

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" All is forgiven, baby, cmon get dressed! You're my date to the play tonight!"

Grian tried to scramble away, but Sam threw a dagger to the side of him. It hit the wall with a satisfying ' twack'.

" You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead."

Sam took a threatening step forward and Grian resisted the urge to cower in the corner.

" But! Then it hit me like a flash, whatif the Hermits went away instead?"

" what...?"

" Those assholes are the key, they're keeping you away from me!"

Sam stepped closer to Grian, playing with his knife & daydreaming something, something very disturbing.

" They made you blind, messed up your mind, but I can set you free!!!"

" Sam, no, don't-"

" You left me  & I fell apart- I stabbed a guy & cried."

Another knife hit the wood wall. Grian was shaking heavily now, trying to back up further. Sam was grinning like a mad-man, the grin he'd wore when Yuki jumped & Taurtis fell to the ground, stabbed.

" Now I've found you, changed my heart. Set loose all that truthful shit inside!"

' Because I really do Love you, Grian. I just had to say it.'

" And so, I built a bomb! Tonight, the Theater is Vietnam! Let's guarantee they never hear the afterparty songs!"

" Sam, leave me out of this. I don't want to be apart of your sic-"

" Shh, you don't understand, Gree-on~. I was meant to be yours, we were meant to be one, -Grian remembered the disturbing image of Sam drinking his blood back in Season 7's world- Finish what we've begun...

I was meant to be yours!"

Grian tried to run to the side just for Sam to grab him by the waist and pull him into a hug.

" So when the theater goes Boom! With everyone inside, in the rubble of their tomb, we'll plant this note explaining why they died!"

Grian attempted to wrench his way out of Sam's grip, the hybrid's eyes foggy as he imagined the explosion. Pure glee was evident in the deep hazel, too.

" We, the hermits of Hermitcraft, 

will die. 

Our burnt bodies may finally get through, to you. 

Perhaps, next time, realize even rabbits bite.

Signed, the Hermits of Hermitcraft.

Goodbye!"

This time, Grian could see the image, the broken theater, the smoke as people desperately tried to save his family. Tears broke, running down his cheeks as Sam started painting the scene he oh-so loved.

" We'll watch the smoke pour out the doors, bring marshmallows, we'll make s'mores! We can smile & cuddle while the fire roars!"

" I don't want to cuddle with you! Get your hands off me, you fucking psychopath!" Grian screamed. Sam's eye twitched, and his grip grew tighter. More violence inclined.

" Gree-on~, I was meant to be yours. We were meant to be one!

I can't take it alone

Finish what we've begun,

You were meant to be MINE."

Sam's possessive & violent tone made Grian shudder.

" I am all that you need..."

Sam tried to spin Grian, and he bolted up the stairs & into a room.

" You carved open my heart, can't just leave me to bleed... "

Sam raced after him, rage turning violent. He loved Grian, but why was that stupid bird so resistant? Why couldn't he just fucking realize..

" GREE-ON"

Sam reached the room where Grian had hidden, barricading himself in.

" Gree-on, open the door. Gree-on, can we not fight anymore, please?"

He tried to bust it open, to no prevail.

" Gree-on~, sure, you're scared, I've been there! I can set you free!"

Sam could hear Grian's sob, and the shimmering of magic.

" Gree-on, don't make me come in there! I'm gonna count to 3...

One

Two,

FUCK IT!"

Sam cut through the door with a newly acquired machete, destroying the wood. It splintered, covering the floor in wood shavings. The rabbit shoved other objects out of his way, making it to Grian, who stared up at him with wide, terrified eyes.

Purple magic was weaving around him.

" GREE-ON~!!"

Then, he was gone, leaving only a few feathers.

" Oh my god. 

No.

Gree-on, please don't leave me alone.

YOU WERE ALL I COULD TRUST

I CAN'T DO THIS ALONE"

Sam's tone spiraled into that of pleading insanity, his knife clattering to the ground as he tugged on his hair and started at the burnt mark where Grian had disappeared from.

" ... IT'S ALL THOSE ASSHOLES FAULT.

DON'T WORRY GREE-ON, I'LL SAVE YOU!!"

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( my hamilton ass brain heard ' HE AIMS HIS PISTOL AT THE SKY - NO!!' )

Grian landed harshly in the Hermit's tent, a small place they'd set up for people to break and eat while everyone walked around the fair.

Lord, what had he done?

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insanity, such a silly thing to curse characters with

alr, this has been your daily fix of ' ohgod no sully why-'

bye!"