Writing Randomness (Headcanons, AUs, One-shots, etc)

{A Hermity Halloween!}

In the spirit of the season, I bring to you... A Hermity Halloween! Staring, platonic Grumbo!

Enjoy! ^-^

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"Grian, come help me with this!" Mumbo held a bottle of hair gel in his hand helplessly. "What do I do with this blasted thing?"

"Put it in your hair, mate!" Grian yelled from his bedroom. The best friends had met at the mansion to prepare for... Scar's Halloween Festival! As acting mayor, he had decided to put together a party for all his fellow Hermits. "And maybe throw a dash of it in your mustache."

"Like, throw it?"

"No, silly." Grian came out from his bedroom, and not to Mumbo's, was wearing a chicken costume. It helped that he had wings, after all. Even if they were violet.

"Poultry Man lives!" Mumbo declared as Grian chuckled, snatching the can from the raven-haired man.

"Yeah yeah, good times..." Grian popped off the lid and squeezed the button, allowing the can to release pressure and spit out a handful of sticky gel into his left hand. "Now sit down. I can't reach your head-"

Mumbo sat down, still laughing at the Poultry Man joke. Grian said in amazement, "You've honestly never used this before?"

"Honest to Notch!" Mumbo even raises his left hand and placed his right over his heart.

"How the heck does your hair look so good!?" he yelled, teasing.

"Runs in the family," Mumbo answered, sneezing quietly as the smell from the gel tickled his nose.

"A robot and a chicken... what a duo." Grian laughed heartily as he finished up Mumbo's hair, handing the can back to the mustachioed man.

Mumbo tapped the top of his already-hardened hair. "It feels like my hair is covered in plastic."

"You're not too far off," Grian said, shaking his head. With a final smear on his friend's mustache, Grian went off to the bathroom, glad to finally wash the sticky goo off from his hands.

Drying off and exiting, he found Mumbo fully dressed in his robot costume. He was even wearing a headband with a Grum-inspired antenna. "Don't you look dashing."

"You look quite handsome yourself."

"Too bad Stress and Cleo are already taken," Grian laughed as he linked arms with his friend.

"Joe and Iskall are lucky men." Mumbo smiled sadly.

Grian caught on. "Miss Vicky?"

Mumbo nodded. "Planning to visit her for Christmas."

"I'm glad for you." Grian smiled slightly, placing his mask over his face with his left hand, the right entrapped in Mumbo's grasp.

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"HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!" Stress ran around, passing out goodie bags to the arriving Hermits.

Tango had dressed up as a demon and Zed as an angel—both had dyed a pair of elytra—and Impulse appeared to be a mad scientist.

Ren had a red lightsaber in his hand, marking him as a Sith Lord.

The mayor himself was in a cat onesie. Yes, you read this right.

And all the others gathered had various costumes and bodily ornamentations. Mumbo smiled brightly as Stress passed him a black bag, watching as she gave one to the boy next to him. "Thanks Stress," they said in unison.

"Anytime loves!" And the girl dressed as a witch skipped away.

"Get any rocks?" Xisuma asked from his spot away from the crowd. Grian barely heard his voice, only his magic being able to amplify it allowed him to hear the admin.

Sending an apologetic look at his friend, Grian broke away from his arm and went over to the admin.

"Hey X-I-sooma-voieeed. What's up?"

"Nothing in particular. Xan should be stopping by later tonight."

The derpy, once-evil cinnamon roll was now held dear to every Hermit's heart. Xisuma's older brother always brought a show.

"Glad to see him again." Grian dug around Inside his bag, pulling out a Tootsie Roll. He undid the wrapper and popped it into his mouth, glancing at the dragon-ified admin innocently.

"You really shouldn't be having sugar, G."

"I know," was his reply before bounding away, wings fluttering in excitement.

"Is this thing on?" A voice could be heard, with a bit of feedback after he spoke. It was Bdubs. "Yes, yes it is. Why hellllooooo, everyone, and welcome to the Halloween party!!!!" All the Hermits in attendance cheered and applauded. "Now now, settle down... This year, Scar, our beautiful and wonderful mayoooor, has announced that he and Jellie will be judging a COSTUME CONTEST!!!" The Hermits cheered once again, Grian nudging Mumbo in the arm.

"I bet you're gonna win!"

Mumbo rolled his eyes. "Wouldn't they live Poultry Man more?"

"Nahhh, you're totally gonna win! Your robot costume looks sick!-"

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Grian and Mumbo sat side by side on the top of the Town Hall, watching the distant fireworks launch from Impulse's base. Sat had employed the Boomers to put on a finale that would blow everyone away.

It it sure was.

The dazzling colors, the booms that shook the earth; all of it.

And as Grian looked at Mumbo, and Mumbo looked right back, the world felt right.

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Wow, it's fun to speedrun a one-shot.

Hope y'all enjoyed!

Maya <3