SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

I talk in my sleep.

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oki

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The day had been productive, a normal grind around the desert. Scar was happy, Grian was satisfied too, and they both ended up heading to an early bed.

Their room was spacious, made of sandstone- each block an individual, with different carvings and bumps and ridges. It was decorated neatly, with a large red double bed in the center, against the wall.

Grian was leaning heavily against Scar as they finally made it to the bed, settling in. It was dusk, so the house was already dim.

"Goodnight,"

Scar said, greeted by Grian's quiet snore. It was like if a kitten could snore; utterly adorable. It takes a few minutes before Scar hears it. 

The whispering.

Everynight, always in some strange language, Grian whispers. It's like he's.. talking to someone.

"Xelquaaaaaa, come homeeeeeeee.. you can be free from he-"

"zephyr, respectfully, shut the fuck up. this place ain't that bad, you know?"

"i- weLL- XEYLA WILL HERE ABOUT THIS DISRESPECT."

"I said respectfully!"

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Martyn & Jimmy always found it strange that Grian seemed to argue in his sleep with someone, using slurred words that roughly translated to indecipherable Galactic. (The Listeners need to update their damned dictionaries)

Mumbo swore that this was normal, having been his friend for so long. They trusted him, but given the shared knowledge of Grian's past, it was still extremely unusual. Though Martyn was also bit unsettled by it, Jimmy loved to fake being one side of Grian's argument. 

Foolish one.

It went like this:

"zephyr, get your twink ass out of here and stop bothering me."

"I DONT EVEN HAVE A SEXUALITY"

"i've seen your bedroom."

"haha grAIN, your such a birdbrain!!"

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Look, when BigB dropped by the Red Velvet Keep, he wasn't expecting Grian to be asleep. Nor for him to be passionately arguing with an unforeseen force about.. something. It was actually really funny to watch Grian's wings subtly shift as he practically screamed at whatever nightmare he was having.

He'd heard stories about Grian's arguments; how they spanned through all of the games and a little bit before. 

No one knew who he was arguing with mentally, but it was really funny to watch- especially since he ignored almost all other presences. 

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It was getting annoying.

Grian had been asleep all day, or AFK, on a llama. He'd also been talking to something, or passionately arguing, in a different language. Jimmy found it funny, and Joel didn't.

And then Jimmy showed Joel his favorite thing to do when Grian was like this. As it turns out, Grian was an absolute scaredy cat- like, Jimmy lightly toughed Grian's folded wing, and he screamed loudly, almost falling off the llama.

Joel snickered, joining in on the slightly malicious prank. Grian was clearly blaming his opponent in the Galactic-arguing match, because he got slightly louder with every almost-fall.

"ZEPHYR I SWEAR TO THE FUCKING GODS IF YOU DON'T STOP SHOVING MY PSYCHICAL BODY OFF THE DAMNED LLAMA-"

"I'M NOT DOING ANYTTHINNG"

"YEAH YOU ARE!! ALL BECAUSE YOUR STUPID ASS IS SO NEEDY YOU HAD TO CREATE A FEW SPECIAL WORLDS JUST TO TORMENT YOU."

"WELL- UH- IF YOU JUST CAME HOME-"

"BITCH"

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Jimmy didn't know what he expected when he became a ghost over Grian. He definitely didn't expect this.

Jimmy could finally decipher the Galactic, for some reason. 

And, holy fucking shit, was it annoying. Apparently, a literal Watcher has just been.. bothering Grian. Every single game. Even after Grian was asleep.

"xellquaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,,,, xeyla wants to dye her hair bright green. you should come back and prevent this insanity!!"

"zephyr, shut the fuck up."

"Grian? Swearing?"

"HUH-JIMMY??"

Grian literally jumped, looking up to see... Jimmy. Jimmy, as a tiny bird ghost.

God.

Right, he'd forgotten about his little task. Oh, this would be fun, juggling two loud voices in his head. Great.

"Right. As your angel, destroy the enchanting room."

"What?? Why-"

"do it xelly.."

"don't call me xelly, bitch."

"go do it, 'xelly'!"

"You too Tim?"

"Revenge!! Xelly."

Grian took a sharp breath. Zephyr saw his chance, lacing his words with powerful magic.

"He's soooo annoying.. if you come home, you'll be free from this guy!"

"HEY"

"Thanks, Zephyr, but I can see through your stupid magic."

"God, Grian, do you have to deal with him all the time?"

"Only in the life series, because the Watchers control it and they stop my magical field partially."

"jesus christ Grian.. do you even tell anyone about this?"

"it's not that bad, they just want to like dramatically kidnap me to be a pet again.. It's fine."

"it's not that bad of a life! It's probably better than this, ya know?"

"Shutup, Zephyr."

Grian finished whatever he was doing, looking up at Jimmy, who had his com out.

"What're you doing?"

"texting the groupchat.."

"what?"

Grian squawked. Jimmy rolled his eyes.

"All day, you're tormented by an omnipresent god that literally exhausts your magic and constantly tries to magically convince you to join them & be some sort of sadistic pet. I think everyone should know about this- I mean, how are you doing this alone??"

"Same way I handle everything; by ignoring it."

Jimmy stared at Grian for a moment before sending the message. It was simple, a short ' we need to talk about this later'. It was ominous.

Grian sighed, but maybe it was for the best. He was exhausted, after all. A night with no voices would be amazing, for once. He could stand well-rested therapy more than Zephyr.

(I will finally say, that I am not okay..)

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well this was kindof crap

rip