Angst. Maybe. I'll make this one long, I swear-
Warnings; Death, Sam, PTSD, Flashbacks, YHS, stressful/uncomfortable scenes.
"Taurtis! There you are! I've been looking for you everywh-"
"Grian! Get out of here, run-"
"Taurtis? Sam!? Wait, what are you- SAM!"
"Grian get out of he- ere-"
"TAURTIS!"
"Be a good friend now."
"Please..."
"Come on, you knew him so well."
"Your sick."
"Do you want to disappoint me?"
"..."
"No."
"Good."
Grian woke with a start.
He was crying and he didn't know where he was. He was confused and he was beyond scared.
The morning light shone through the window, lighting up the wooden cavern where he slept. The villagers where chippering quietly and the chickens where pecking around, jumping everywhere.
Finally, Grian looked up.
It was just him. Alone. No Sam. No Taurtis. Not YHS.
Then the dream shifted.
He staggered back, realising where he was again.
"Not this!"
Sam had the knife, Taurtis was wrestling against Sam.
Taurtis was losing against Sam.
Then he woke up.
It was a cloudy day, not specifically cold. Around 9:45am. The villagers mumbled among themselves as the chickens pecked around. His storage system (that he didn't use) lined the walls.
He was alone. Actually, alone. Not in a dream. Awake.
No Sam. No Taurtis. No YHS.
Grian's communicator beeped.
Iskall85; Yo Grian you up yet?
Grian checked the history of chat. For the past hour Iskall had been spamming him.
Grian; Just woke me.
Iskall85; oof
Iskall85; still need help with bixes
Iskall85; boxes*
Grian; mhm
Iskall85; will be right over.
Grian; tnx
Grian; thx!*
Iskall fell to the ground of Grian's mansion base, soon locating the gremlin.
"Hallo!" Iskall shouted in Grian's general direction.
"Hello, Iskall" grian sighed.
"You ok my mate?*" Iskall asked.
"F- fine! Great, actually." Grian lied through his teeth. "Just help me get the boxes."
"Alright man." Iskall said, reaching up and grabbing the boxes.
Grian had very obviously been crying, and Iskall took note of this.
"Hey, everything alright?" He asked, handing Grian the boxes.
Grian stumbled under the boxes weight, takes a few uncertain paces back.
"Yeah! 'm- m fi- one." Grian managed to stutter out.
"Are... You sure?" Iskall asked.
"I- o- of course!" Grian smiled.
"Okay... I'm her if ya need me." Iskall said, opening his elytra and rocketing of the ground.
Iskall85; yo X, might wanna check on
Grian. Not doing well, was obv crying.
Xisumavoid; Okay, thanks for contacting. Ask Dream and Techno?
Iskall85; k
Iskall switched channels to text Grian's two boyfriends.
Iskall85; yo, any idea why Grian would be sad?
Dream; any idea WHY- no cap?
Iskall85; no cap!????
Technoblade; nerd
Dream; not the time
Technoblade; two nerds.
Iskall85; don't even know what cap is lol
Dream; you have no clue.
Iskall85; no?
Technoblade; double nerd
Dream; *rolling eyes emoji*
Dream; he absolutely HATES being babied.
Iskall85; he does!?
Dream; oh, yeah. HATES. He's just to much of a 'good friend's to say anything.
Iskall crashed into Mumbo's base.
"Oh, Iskall! I wasn't expecting you to drop in! Literally..." Mumbo trailed of at the look on Iskall's face.
"Mumbo, something's not- we've really fucked up."
HAH!
NOW YOU HAVE TO QAIT FOR A PART THREE.
COMING OUT I. ANOTHER TWO WEEKS-
IM SO FUCKING SORRY.
*I don't watch Iskall as much as I should lol, sorry.
This is over 500 words though!
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