SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

The Mollusk

GUYS

A TEACHER AT MY SCHOOL BITCHSLAPPED A KID AND WAS ALSO RACIST

HE JUST GOT FIRED

LMFAOOOO

~

The wind rushed past Gem, shoving her brilliant orange hair backwards. The flowers on her horns cling to the bone, holding on for dear life. Her elytra was flared out as she landed on the ground.

Wait.

What was that?

"..... why is my lighthouse being.. uh..  eaten?"

She flicked a deer ear, confused as hell while walking around her large lighthouse before finding the culprit.

A snail. 

Hmmm.

She smirked, glancing at Grian's house. The pesky bird himself was flying over, noticing her noticing the strange snail.

"Why hello Gem, whatcha got there?"

"Hello Grian. It's a mollusk I've found."

Grian scratched his chin, looking up at the snail, who sits peacefully in it's little divot of Gem's Lighthouse.

"Interesting."

"Very interesting."

Gem flys up to the ledge, soon joined by Grian. The snail was not just peaceful and mischievous, but also very pretty.

"Where did you even find one of these guys??"

"He found me!"

There was a pause and Grian sat down, patting the snail's head.

"How do I get one..?"

"...  it will find you."

And then Grian disappeared, off away somewhere, leaving behind a grumpy snail. Gem sighed and got to work rebuilding the Lighthouse, confused and intrigued by the encounter.

~

It was a few more days before another snail appeared. This one was a light, pastel pink with a long neck that looking curiously at Gem. She ended up befriending it, meeting with Grian to discuss.

"I see you have yourself a mollusk."

"That I do."

"Interesting.."

So, they left the two chaotic snails, waiting to see what mischief they'd end up in this time. Every  hour or two, Grian & Gem would give each other knowing glances as a large figure rose in the distance. 

Interesting.

When the figure seemed completed, they met up for a final time to check it out. Apparently, the two snails had built a larger snail.

"ohmygod, it's Larry!!"

Grian flew towards the brown shell, hand in Gem's. The air was cheerful with childish joy as they explored the new building- Larry's shell and face, even his antenna were perfect. It was a pretty good mockery. Scar would get a kick out of this, for sure!

"They're very good builders,"

Grian silently nods. They're on the ground now, a calm mist of chaotic joy replacing the childish type from earlier. 

"Well. This has been interesting."

"Very interesting, yes."

And so, they left the mollusks. 'Till next time.