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“Shit shit shit”
That’s what I heard him muttering as I opened his door and saw him scrambling around his bedroom, opening drawers frantically and clearly looking for something. I then noticed his normally cyan hair was its natural bright orange color and put the pieces together. “Let me guess, you ran out of hairdye?” I rolled my eyes asking with a light chuckle in my voice. Star, not expecting me, flinched back in surprise, toppling backwards onto his (thankfully very firm) mattress and his wings unfolded in shock as he landed in an awkward position with one leg in the air and the other on the bed, his hands flat on the mattress and glared at me with his orange starry eyes. “How’d you even run out? You’re the color king dude” I snark lightly leaning my arms against the back of the doorframe which he sits up and responds with a small grunt. I laugh moving my hands to my mouth to cover it and right on cue my hand slides. I topple sideways onto the floor and land with a thud on my stomach, my lilac wings flopped embarrassingly. “You okay?” he asks, trying to hide his laugh. I plop my head on the hardwood floor of the room and grunt a small yes and then he loses it. I look up scowling to see him on his bed flipped onto his back laughing hysterically as I stand up and walk over to him. I stand over my little brother’s bed and then smirk as he looks at me wide eyed. “N-No wait please!” I hear him blurt out before I reach for his unguarded stomach and wiggle my hands. He tries to protest again but gets interrupted involuntarily by a fit of giggles. “Tickle tickle tickle!” I laugh as he continues laughing. “Stop, haha, Sunny sto-aha-p” he tries to spit out whilst laughing. His wings flap in secret enjoyment.
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“Alright, Alright Sun that’s enough,” I hear Martyn our older brother exclaim with a chuckle as he walks through the door, “remember we have a real problem on our hands” he continues more seriously. My face grows more serious in confusion as I move my hands and stand up straight and Scott’s smile fades. He sits up and motions for me to sit next to him. I walk over and oblige, tucking in my wings so I wouldn’t damage them. Mars comes and sits on the magenta carpet, which I wish I was lucky enough to land on instead of flat on my face and lets Scott explain. “I ran out of dye and I can’t find my contacts and I have a town meeting tonight!” He explains curling up into a ball like he’s always done when scared. “Hey hey it’s okay shooting star” Mars explains calmly using his childhood nickname he loves “I’m sure Sun could find some dye laying around and I’ll help you find your contacts”. He explains as I feel the Speaker’s breathing come out uneasy and quick and grip his hand. “I’m sorry I’m such an idiot you shouldn’t even need to do this for me..” I see water start to gloss his eyes as my heart sinks in sadness for him. He lays his head onto me gripping my shoulders tightly and Mars walks over to him. “Hey it’s okay shooting star really
Sun and I are used to it he loses stuff all the time” I hold back a protest in disagreement. “Not the time, Grian. Not the time” my brain scolds as I need to focus on getting Star calm. Mars looks at me and mouths “you get the dye, I’ll find the contacts. The meeting’s at 6:00 so we have until then”. I nod and tell Star where I’m going as he nods and moves his head. I stand up and start to walk out but freeze in my tracks. Mars looks at me raising his eyebrows in confusion and I smile walking to his closet. I open it and grab the bottom black dyed basket and rummage in there for something special. I pull out what I was looking for and walk over to Star. I hold up the raggedy black and white cat doll who I can tell has definitely been loved by Star as she’s missing a whisker and her head is flimsy and he looks up and sees her. His eyes meet the black and white tuxedo so lovingly named “ELLE!” he excitedly shouts reaching for her. He takes and squeezes the little doll before placing it in his lap and stroking its ear. I nod to Mars who nods back and walk out through the doorway to leave them in peace.
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I exit the tavern and step onto the pale green grass walking towards the town to see if anyone would have some cyan dye to give to Scott. I glance at the brown watch I got from Cub(to stop him from being late to hermitcraft meetings) and see it’s just turned 3:47 now. “Okay so I have approximately a little more than an hour and a half to find cyan dye” I explain as I pass the path to Mayor Lizzie’s empire. “Well well well, if it isn’t the pesky little birdie” I hear a familiar voice say and hold back my groan. Great, him again. The figure emerges from behind the bushes, his dark brown tail hits the leaves lightly and his light blue glasses over his eyes looking in my direction”. “What do you want, Ren?” I state coldly not bothering to hide my frustration with him. He smirks with a chuckle and says. “All alone aren’t we lassie? No Clingy Scar or Cyan Haired Scotty with you?” He snarks as I snarl lightly at him, feeling my wings reflex under my cape I slipped on before leaving. “What the fuck do you want Ren.” I state as anger seeps through my veins. “Feisty now are we?” He pretends to back away scowling and I hear another chuckle “Great more company,” I think not bothering to hide my sigh of frustration this time too pissed off to care. I hear wings land and claws scrape the grass and realize who’s behind me. “Is the little birdie defending his little Rainbow boy now?” I hear the British god snark walking over to me. My fists clench in anger as I resist the urge to punch both of them. I take a fast breath and then glare at Ren. “I will ask this one more time as clearly as I can”. “What the fuck do you need me for.” He smirks and then walks over to Fwhips who’s also stood there laughing. “Just my daily dose of enjoyment pesky” he says with an evil grin. “So you find some kind of sick joy in pissing me off.” I scoff in anger with a smile. “Oh seeing you defend you little clingy boy.” Fwhip adds on. “Poor thing couldn’t even write you a love letter if he tried without messing up the spelling” Joel jokingly finishes as my eyes widen at him. Okay that’s it. He can make fun of me all he wants. He can even sometimes make snarky comments about Scar and Scott, but using Scar’s dyslexia against him? There is no way in hell he’s getting away with that. “YOU LEAVE THAT THE FUCK OUT OF THIS HE CANT CONTROL IT FOR FUCKS SAKE!” I scream louder than intended boiling in anger. Ren's tail drops and for one Joel shuts up in surprise and Fwhip’s mouth closes. I stand there breathing heavily in anger and frustration and fight against ripping Joel’s wings off his body. “WHAT IS GOING ON OVER HERE!?!” Shit.
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X stomps over with Cub on one side and Jimmy on the other. He stops in front of the scene and glares at me. If X is mad at me that’s not good.. “I could hear you all the way from tumble town!” The sheriff starts in annoyance as X stares in disbelief and disappointment at me. I think I preferred the anger. “So Grian, explain why we heard your shout all the way across the server.” I unclench my fists again, breathing heavily in exhaustion combined with anger and frustration. “They were just talking and then said something really really messed up..” I explain glancing at the floor “I overreacted I’m sorry..” I mutter staring at the poppies in the grass. “Explain then what they said and why I heard you ALL THE WAY FROM TUMBLE TOWN!” The sheriff screams at me again as I flinch back trying to hide it and Cub walks over to me placing a hand on my shoulder. “With all due respect Sheriff, I don’t think that is the wisest decision especially if it was something personal and I belive it should be up to Grian to decide” Cub explains as I look up and him smiling. Thanks Cub. X nods in agreement and turns to me. “I will let you by this once Grian but please try to control your anger issues. Ren, Fwhip, Joel, it is clear you were not here for anything so please go back to your business at hand. “Yes X..” Ren mutters reluctantly as Joel flies away and Ren and Fwhip walk together away. X smiles and starts to walk away when I yell “WAIT!” remembering what I had come for. He stops in his tracks and faces me “Yes?” He asks. “Do you have any cyan dye or know where I can find some? Scott’s out and needs some for a project”. “How’d that idiot run out of dye?” Jimmy snarkily states as Cub elbows him, hard. “To answer your question Grian sadly no I don’t have any but I think Katherine does, False does and I think Scar might?” Cub answers as I thank him and he walks away with X to catch up to Jimmy, who I believe is still complaining about the noise.
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I glance at my watch and see it’s 4:26 PM. “Let’s see, False is out because I don’t think I’d be able to make it there and back in time even with flight, Katherine is also pretty far so I guess Scar’s my best bet.” I think and walk along the tan dirt path towards Gobland, taking the back routes not to run into Fwhip again and find his base to see if my lover would have any dye for Star.