MCYT Oneshots (Written by AI)

Sunflowers and Smiles (Grian x Scar)

Just fluff, it comes up with titles too?! Thank you so much ChatGPT!

In the colorful world of Hermitcraft, where creativity thrives and friendships bloom, there existed a particularly unique bond between two of its members: Scar and Grian. Scar, with his grand builds and love for nature, was like the sun itself, radiating warmth and joy wherever he went. Grian, mischievous and quick-witted, brought laughter and light-heartedness to every corner of the server.

It was a sunny day in the Hermitcraft world, and Scar was tending to his garden, his fingers gently brushing against the petals of his beloved sunflowers. Their vibrant colors mirrored the brightness of his soul, yet something felt amiss. As he pondered, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey there, Scar! What's got you looking so thoughtful?" Grian chimed, his trademark grin spreading across his face.

Scar turned around, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his friend. "Oh, Grian! I was just admiring these sunflowers, but they seem a bit lonely today."

Grian stepped closer, his gaze following Scar's towards the flowers. "Hmm, you're right. They could use some company, couldn't they?"

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Grian reached into his inventory and pulled out a handful of bonemeal. With a flick of his wrist and a sprinkle of magic, the sunflowers began to multiply, their golden heads swaying in the gentle breeze.

Scar's face lit up with delight, his heart swelling with gratitude. "Grian, you're a genius! Thank you for bringing so much joy to my garden."

Grian shrugged, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Hey, anything to keep the sun shining, right?"

As they admired the now bustling garden together, Scar felt a warmth spreading through his chest. There was something about Grian's presence that made even the simplest moments feel magical.

As the day turned to dusk, they found themselves sitting side by side on a hill overlooking the sprawling landscape of Hermitcraft. The sky was painted in hues of orange and pink, a breathtaking backdrop to their quiet conversation.

"You know, Scar," Grian began, his voice soft but sincere, "I'm really grateful for our friendship. You've brought so much light into my life, and I can't imagine Hermitcraft without you."

Scar's heart skipped a beat at Grian's words, a rush of emotions flooding through him. "Grian, I feel the same way. You're like the sun to me, always brightening my days and chasing away the shadows."

Their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them. In that moment, amidst the beauty of the sunset and the warmth of their friendship, Scar and Grian knew that they were meant to be more than just friends.

With a shy smile, Scar reached out and took Grian's hand in his own, their fingers intertwining like vines in a garden. And as the last rays of sunlight faded into the night, they sat together, bathed in the glow of their blossoming love.

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