I'm just gonna address it right here and now: at one point Grian does something that's a tad weird.

I wouldn't say it's a concerning kind of weird, more of a "why would the author write this thing in specifically?" kind of weird.

So yeah, when you get to that point (you'll know when you reach it), just keep in mind that it's a thing that, in the Evo SMP lore, Watchers have CANONICALLY done before. It's weird, but on par with Watcher Lore.

And that's pretty much everything, also thanks for the 300 views in just three days, that's quite a bit in my opinion-

Well that's all, enjoy the new chapter!

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Optimists are known to be life's greatest punching bags, as no matter how bad the situation they find themselves in is, they always see the good side of it and do their best to find a solution. 

Tommy was very much not an optimist, but life enjoyed fucking him over regardless. 

Ever since Tubbo's election, he had actually thought that his streak of misfortune had finally reached its end, but as Dream forcefully dragged him out of his own country, he cursed himself for being stupid enough to believe that. 

He had been exiled for burning king George's stupid wood cottage, and even though the same thing happened to his base countless times, Dream had somehow decided that it was an incredibly big deal. Worst of all, his best friend somehow agreed with that. 

Sure, Dream had threatened to surround L'Manburg in obsidian walls, but they had defeated him before, they could've done it again. But nooo, let's just banish Tommy for no reason. Life sucked. And so did Dream.

The blond nuisance came by every day, demanding that Tommy threw all of his equipment and resources into a hole, only for them to be blown up in his face. That day was no exception. 

"Alright Tommy, you know the drill, drop your items in the hole."

He wanted to object, possibly even punch him square in that stupid smiley mask, but he had learned the hard way that it wouldn't have been a great idea. The wounds he got from the last time he pulled that stunt still stung.

He grumbled as he threw his iron armor and tools into a two block hole. 

"There, happy now dickhead?" He grumbled. 

Dream didn't even respond to that, he instead rummaged through his inventory and pulled a flint and steel out of it. Tommy looked away, he already knew how that story would go. He'd put some TNT isn't that small hole, he'd light it up and then-

"Dream, there you are!" 

An incredibly worried Ghostbur suddenly appeared next to them, making the two blond players jump. 

"Uh, Ghostbur?" 

"I found something weird in the forest, I think it's a glitch, you should definitely come see it!" 

Dream audibly sighed. "Can't we do this later? I'm kind of in the middle of something?" 

"Isn't it an admin's job to fix glitches? What if it devours the entire server? What if it breaks? What if we all die?!" 

Ghostbur kept on insisting, and eventually, Dream gave in. 

"Alright, alright, I'll check it out." He groaned, shoving his flint and steel back into his inventory before pointing towards Tommy. "Don't move, I'll be back in a little." 

Tommy rolled his eyes, hiding a smile. "Yeah yeah."

As Dream disappeared into the nearby forest, Ghostbur hot on his heels, Tommy let go off a breath he didn't know he was holding. 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, he had the chance to be alone and-

"𝘗𝘴𝘴𝘵, 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦." 

"Fucking-" The boy flinched upon seeing two eyes peaking at him from behind some bushes. "Grian!?" He gasped. 

"The one and only." He chuckled as he came out from behind his leafy coverage.

His hair was a mess, there were quite a few leaves stuck in them, and his wings were arguably worse, with mud stained tips and ruffled feathers. He had clearly been hiding there for a while.

"You didn't seem to enjoy Dream's visit, so I colored a sheep blue and told Ghostbur it was a dangerous glitch. It might've been a bit mean, but he'll get over it, I'm sure."

That actually made sense. Tommy doubted that Ghostbur would've freaked out so badly if he saw a random 
glitch on his own. 
 
"T-The fuck are you doing out here?!" 

He was grateful for Grian's assistance, but at the end of the day he barely knew the man, and if there was one thing the smp taught him, it was surely not to trust random funny looking strangers. Unless those strangers were Awesamdude, he actually hadn't done anything against him so far. 𝘚𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. 

Grian didn't seem offended by Tommy's distrust in him though, as he simply smiled at him. "Okay, first of all, language. Second, isn't it obvious? I came all the way here to see you." 

He crossed his arms, at least one of them was getting comfortable. "I heard you were exiled and wanted to see how you were doing. Believe it or not, I've taken quite a liking to you."

"Right, as if I'd actually believe that." Tommy sent him an inquisitorial glare. "You realize this is the first time we've had a one on one conversation, yeah?" 

"That's not true actually. We've met in the Main Hub before, but you don't remember that, do you?" 

Say what now.

"What the fuck is a Main Hub? Are you high or something?" 

"I'll respond to your question with another question: what happened the last time you left this server?" 

Grian seemed to be in a mischievous mood, and normally Tommy would've probably told him to just fuck off, but that was the first interaction he had with someone who wasn't Dream in days, so he decided to play along. 

"I don't know where you're trying to go with this, but okay." He murmured. "The last time I left was when I went to-went…to…uh."

He ended up trailing off. He actually didn't know the answer to that question. He had left the server before, he was sure of that, but he just couldn't remember why or when. 

"I…I don't really remember…but how does this prove whatever point you were trying to make?" 

"What I'm saying is that you people all have a life outside of this server, it's just that none of you remember it. Not as long as you're in here at least."

"Wh-What…?" 

What was he even talking about? Other lives outside of the Dream SMP? How was that even possible? And Grian was even talking about it so casually, it made Tommy's head spin. 

Grian either didn't see the boy's confusion, or just decided to ignore it as he went on. "I know, it sounds so weird, but once you sit down and actually think about it, it'll make so much more sense. I guess. I think. I hope. " 

"I think spending so much time with Ghostbur has taken a mental toll on you, Grian." 

"I mean, you're the one who looks like he has experienced kinetic energy twenty times in a row."

"H-hey! It's not like I'm living in luxury here, you know?!" 

"Wait, your outfit is 𝘯𝘰𝘵 for show?"

For show? Why would he even think that? As if he'd try to make himself look pitiful in front of others on purpose. 

"Uh, no?" 

Grian's cheeky grin immediately dropped and it was replaced with what looked like genuine concern…? It might've been, Tommy wasn't sure. 

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" 

As if to answer, Dream's silhouette came into view from behind a bunch of trees. "Alright Tommy, false alarm, it was just Ghostbur being Ghostbur, now how about we get back to burning your ite-

He shook off a stick that was stuck to his jumper and raised his gaze, only to freeze completely upon realizing the blond brits had suddenly multiplied. "Grian? What are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 doing here?" 

"Oh, me? I just…came here to see Tommy, but it feels like I interrupted something important." Grian's eyes shifted between Dream and Tommy. "I'm sorry but did you just say you were going to burn his items?" 

"Yes, I did say that." Dream responded in a stiff tone. It was clear he wasn't too fond of the avian's interruption. "I'm not exactly having fun while doing this but I-" 

"I can literally see the smile on your face even while you say that." 

"…are you talking about my-" 

"𝘕𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬!" Grian replied unamused. 

"I don't see what your problem is," Dream stepped closer to the two players. "I'm not hurting him or anything…" 

"My problem is that you're keeping him here without an actual reason, just look at him, he's 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦!" 

"Fuck you too Grian." 

"Plus, he's been exiled from L'Manburg, but even so, he should be able to go literally anywhere else. You can't keep him here against his will."

"Listen, I don't know who you are or where you come from, but this is my server, and in my server, we do things the way I say we do them."

Dream's hand had found its way towards the handle of his sword, which was strapped around his waist. He pulled the weapon slightly out of its leather case, just enough so that the enchanted diamond of its blade was visible. That was Dream's way of baring his teeth. 

"Have I made myself clear enough?"

"So this is your final statement, uh?" Despite the threat, Grian didn't stand down. "And you're not willing to negotiate even a little bit?"

Negotiate? Had that guy ever met Dream? If he kept on talking back like that, he would've gotten his head sliced off, and that was the last thing Tommy wanted. 

"Uh, Grian?" He spoke up in an attempt to stray the brit's attention away from Dream, but he was ignored. As usual. 

"I don't want to offend you, except I really do, but this whole obsession you have for Tommy is really toxic. Maybe you should see a therapist about it and-"

In a flash, Dream's sword was now pointing towards Grian's throat. Despite the swift movement, the avian still made no attempt to move. "Unless you want me to cut those pretty wings of yours clean off, I suggest you leave." Dream snarled. 

Without breaking eye contact, Grian shrugged. 

"Okay then." 

Was he actually going to give up? A wave of relief washed over Tommy, though at the same time he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed: he had actually hoped to have found someone able to stand up to Dream for once. Well, at the very least he didn't have to clean his guts of his freshly built tent, which was definitely a good thing. 

Tommy was suddenly shoved out of his trail of thoughts as he heard a ringing noise. Dream seemed to hear it too, as he took a step back from Grian and had looked up to the sky. Grian, on the other hand, was still standing there, almost as if he was waiting for something to happen. 

Then suddenly, something did actually happen, and oh boy, how it happened.

Tommy stared wide eyed as a meteorite, 𝘈 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦, dropped down from the sky and onto the blond admin, leaving nothing behind but an explosion of particles of experience and items.

That was…unexpected…? 

Without missing a beat, Grian walked up to the still burning rock and picked up Dream's sword, which was lying on the ground. He examined carefully for a few moments before chuckling. 

"Not even a sharpness IV? He was talking so big but in the end I bet even Mumbo could've floored him." He shrugged. "Well, all's well that ends well. " 

He turned towards the younger blond
"Hey Tommy, do you want this sword? It's not the best but I don't want to just leave it here."

"I-I…you…"

"Uh, Tommy? Anybody home?"

"You just killed 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. Fucking DreamWasTaken. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘞𝘢𝘴𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯. And you're giving me his sword."

"Yes, that sure is what is happening right now." 

To say Tommy was petrified would've been an understatement. His shoulders were tense, his arms stiff as a pair of sticks, and he wasn't even blinking. 

It would've made anyone uncomfortable, it turned out that not suffering from second hand embarrassment was not one of Grian's quirks. 

"Okaaay, this situation is becoming awkward incredibly fast so I'm just going to…" He grabbed Tommy's right hand, opened it, placed the handle of the sword in his palm and closed it back up once again. "...there you go buddy, enjoy."

Tommy didn't reply, still working out in his head what the fuck he could've actually replied. 

"Well, uh, I better go now." Grian said as he pointed towards a certain direction in the forest. "I guess I'll see you around…?" 

"W-Wait Grian." He finally managed to spit out, totally sounding like his confident big man self while doing so. "Thank you…for uh, brutally murdering Dream, I guess."

"I'm just happy to lend a hand," the man placed both his hands on his hips. "Dream's been after you for a while, hasn't he?"

If he truly wanted to, Tommy could've probably gone on a hour long rant about all the shit that megalomaniac asshole had put him through, but there was another subject that was pressing him. 

"Before Dream interrupted you, when you were talking about parallel worlds and shit, you said I had another life somewhere else?"

"Oh yeah. You definitely have it better there than here, but it's a pretty long story to talk about..." His smile widened. "Tell you what, if you help me out, I'll help you get out of this server."

"You want 𝘮𝘺 help?" Tommy shook his head in disbelief. "Aren't you trying to revive Wilbur or some shit? You should probably ask Philza, not me." 

"I did think about that, but I want to try avoiding asking him for as long as I can," He raised a hand next to his mouth before adding a sly: "I don't really feel like getting stabbed today." 

For the first time in a while, Tommy actually laughed. It wasn't even that funny of a joke, but to be fair to him, that was literally the first joke he had heard in weeks. 

"Dude, too soon." He spat out through wheezes. 

Grian seemed satisfied with his joke's outcome, as his smile only widened. "So what do you say Tommy? Shall we discuss it at my base?"

Did Grian bring any proof that what he was saying had any sense at all? Nope. Was Tommy going to pass up an opportunity to get the hell out of that damned server, and possibly defy a guy that can literally drop meteorites on people? Absolutely not. 

"Lead the way Big G!" He exclaimed, picking up all the items he had dropped into the hole in one sole swoop.

"Please never call me that again."

There were so many ways that adventure could've gone: it was either gonna be his death or a new start for Tommy, but at the end of the day, as long as he stood by a guy that was able to squash Dream's ass as if he was a fly, what could've possibly gone wrong? 

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That's right ladies and gentlemen and ladmen and gentiles (probably sounded better in my head), the Watchers can literally DROP METEORITES ON THINGS. For whatever reason.

They did this once in Evo and I thought it could've been a fun addiction to this. Especially because I couldn't really imagine Grian having a full on one on one pvp match with Dream.

I'm not super proud of how this came out honestly, but I can't think of any other way to make this better and y'all want your content so-

I might've made Grian a bit too badass in this, but then again, wouldn't you also be smug as all hell if you could drop meteorites on people that annoyed you?