#their afterlives are all separate and all their worst nightmares happening

[skitter-kitter]

Hey! please make a sad fic about Grian and scar only communicating through chat messages in the afterlife

The desert winds were calm today. Not storming, like the day the Red Army attacked. Not silent, like the final day. Just… normal.

He could hear whispering the distance. A cry for help. A shout.

Ren, and his army. In the distance, he could see silhouettes carrying their flag.

Scar smiled, and began to count them.

One, two, three, four… five… six?

There were too many of them— and only one of him.

Grian wasn’t here.

Grian wasn’t—

“He’ll be in the bunker. I told him there was TNT. He’ll be an easy kill.”

Oh.

Scar smiled against his will. This was what the universe chose to taunt him with today? A betrayal?

He scoffed. Grian would never do that.

He pulled out his communicator, watching the Red Army grow closer. Scar knew they wouldn’t get close enough to hurt him. Nothing could.

<GoodTimeWithScar> Theyre acting like you would betray me

<Grian> i would never

<Grian> you on the other hand?

<Grian> yeah you would

Scar laughed loud enough to fill the desert. His throat burned. His vision blurred.

<GoodTimeWithScar> i miss you

A tear slipped down his cheek.

<Grian> i would be there if i could

The mountain towered behind him. Their house— rebuilt and untarnished— taunted him.

It wouldn’t be home without Grian.

<GoodTimeWithScar> i know

#skitty asks #figleafiddle #skitty fics #third life smp #grian #goodtimeswithscar #their afterlives are all separate and all their worst nightmares happening #scar is scared of being alone