yk i was looking through the old chapters, and #1, this is the 55th post!! yay!
also, i dont think i informed yall ive never seen the music videos that go along with each oneshot... i listen to the song on spotify while writing lol
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Grian hated his sweater.
It's not really his, it's blue. Because ofcourse Hermit Challenges had to go there.
..
No, it's fine.
Grian took a deep breath, ruffling his bright feathers. Atleast his feathers were his own, right? He can hear footsteps, it's Mumbo, come to see the result of his stupid dares.
" Grian! Just the chap I was looking for!"
Despite the fact Grian would much rather prefer to scream at him or sob for creating the dare, he forces a pretty smile and turns to see Mumbo standing behind him. Grian had been gathering materials from his mess of a storage system, trying to ignore his stupid sweater.
" Wow, you actually did it!! I thought that one might be iffy, you know.
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You really don't look like Grian in blue, you look like.. like a different Grian! Maybe something like Gree-on?"
Mumbo giggled. Grian didn't. He tried to, but he could also feel the burning rage that had once consumed him through highschool.
Grian gave a tight nod.
" So, Gree-on, whatcha doing? Just getting materials for the castle? You know, I was gathering materials but then I looked at my base and..
I don't know if I understand the logic behind it anymore! It's weird and alive and it should be dead because if it's anything like my plants, I forget to feed it all the time...."
Mumbo kept rambling on to his best friend, who promptly ignore him & prayed for him to leave. But Mumbo knew Grian, and Grian loved discussing weird logic.
Gree-on did not.
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" GREE-ON!! CMON!! THAT WAS LAST NIGHT! YOU WERE TAURTIS!
TAURTIS. EATS. TORITOS!"
Sam pleaded with Grian. He gave a sharp glare that cut into Sam. The rabbit internally winced as Grian stepped forward.
Oh, how easy it would be to just shoot Sam in the head.
Oh, how easy.
" I forgive you."
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Grian did not.
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" Mate? You're unusually quiet, this isn't about the mass amounts of chicken, is it?"
Mumbo's speaking breeched the feverdream. Grian could still feel the rage those memories held. He always felt like a stone when thinking on the subject of Highschool, sinking underneath waves of emotion & bloodlust.
Grian subconsciously adjusted himself, making it seem as though he was casual & elegant & a work of gorgeous glass art.
Really, Grian was a shattered vase.
" It's fine! Don't worry, I was just abit distracted by extravagant plans & such."
Grian chuckled lightly.
He didn't feel light, no, he still felt like a stone.
Mumbo laughed too, deciding to leave. He waved goodbye to his friend.
Grian waved back.
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" Grian! Why would you stab Taurtis?"
Jerry stared him down.
...
It was getting harder not to stab someone, even himself, for god's sake.
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" EAT THE TORITOS, TAURTIS!"
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" You just go & pretend to be the Yakuza boss, and it'll be fine!!"
Fine.
Fine, sure.
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Grian had snapped. He wasn't strong enough, wasn't perfect enough. He'd let the emotions finally sink his ship.
He was going to kill someone, and right now, it looked to be Jason.
This couldn't go wrong, right?
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Blue, blue, blue.
It was blue.
Grian couldn't do this anymore, he wanted to do something so drastic everyone would realize that he is GRIAN. And GRIAN WEARS RED.
GRIAN. ALWAYS. WEARS. RED.
His wings flared, rage burning in his blue (blue, blue) eyes. Grian was done.
He was done with this stupid, stupid blue (blue, blue).
Grian was ready for something, something he'd regret so badly.
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No, no, Grian.
He forcefully calmed himself.
It was fine, he was fine.
They can't know.
They should know.
He shouldn't tell them.
Oh, he should've told them long ago.
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Grian was still wearing blue.
Blue.
BLUE.
He can feel the ducttape holding his mental state snap.
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Grian lights the fuse.
He watches the Castle explode, fire and wreckage and loud explosion, and then it was just gone.
With it, his rage.
Grian smiles.
There he stood, covered in soot with that ugly and ripped blue sweater, staring with glee at the tortured remains of his base.
I'm pretty when I cry....
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short, but nice
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