SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

The Gang

short crack guy bc yes

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Grian's old vintage VHS tapes. He would not explain where they were from, why he had two boxes of them, so reasonably, the only thing left to do was steal the tapes (Scar's idea) and have a watch party with the rest of the hermits!

The first tape of the evening.

Scar pressed it into his old TV, leaning back on the couch and pulling his wooly blanket over him again. He's sipping on hot chocolate with Mumbo on his couch, while the other hermits were on furniture- or on the ground, in the case of Pearl, who's pinning a mortified Grian to the ground.

The tape took a moment to finally load- to a 6'0 ravenette wearing a blue shirt with a large black 'T' on it, suspenders, a pair of very broken headphones, and armbands.

"YOU BETTER NOT MESS WITH MY GANG!!"

He points at the camera, which is meant to be scary, except the camera is shaking because the holder is laughing and the ravenette is also beaming like a small child, bright joy running through hazel eyes.

"OR YOU'LL BE MESSING WITH..."

The clip very badly cuts to the man (slightly frantically) pointing towards a girl with purple hair and a flower for an eye studying over some homework. She looks up, giving them an unamused grey-eyed glare.

"OOPY GOOPY-"

Something slams the camera down onto the floor. A very loud curse comes from the footage before it cuts again.

The ravenette reappears, standing in a courtyard, pointing to himself, eyes closed and grinning widely.

"GENERAL MUNCHKIN MAN,"

He takes the camera from whoever's been recording this entire time, trying to look over the footage as the clip cuts yet another time. Whoever edited this was on the struggle bus, huh?

It takes a few more seconds for the image to refocus on someone who's thrown their upper body over the arm of a couch, looking weary and tired. He quirks an eyebrow when he notices the camera, but he doesn't comment on it.

It takes the hermits  a second to realize that this! This is baby Grian! With his cute blue eyes and ruffled hair and teenage-despair.

Adorable.

Scar's pretty sure someone takes a picture.

"LITTLE JIMBOB,"

The narrator proclaims baby-Grian, who gives the camera the finger, followed by it being pointed at the ground and the cameraman laughing with Grian.

He very poorly balances the camera on something a camera should decidedly not be balanced on, considering how much it's shaking, but whatever.

The ravenette gets into the camera's face, dead serious (although his eyes held that childish gleam of mischief.)

"And worst of all...."

Suspense builds. Or, it would, if the camera didn't fall on the narrator's face. Oh, he's having a rough time.

The next image is in their house, where they were. There's a brunette lying upside-down on the couch, with rabbit ears poking out of his head, red eyes, and a white shirt over jeans and a black long sleeved undershirt. He appears to be eating ice-cream.

With a knife.

"Sam."

The knife is promptly thrown at the camera screen, which shatters it.

...

Okay then.

"geez, grian, what was that about?"

"it was a different time."

Grian does not elaborate.