ForbiddenLoveMxM1:
Let Grian do the forgetting next That would be messy o.o

Technically this wasn't a dare, but I thought it would be funny to just swap names from that chapter!

So nothing different! But enjoy anyways!

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Grian sat above his base, relaxed, and bored.

Heeya G!

Grian: GAH!

Whoops, sorry for scaring you!

Grian: Oh hey, what's up?

*hands paper*

Grian: I CAN'T DO THIS!

TOO BAD!
U have to!

Grian: NO WAY! IM NOT DOING THAT! NEVER!

FINE!
Then u leave me no choice!

*SNAP*

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What is life without HC?

"What should I do next?" Grian asked himself, staring blankly at the design that balanced over his base.

Now finished his base and it's design, Grian had no idea what he was to do.

It was like those moments, where you finished watching a series, and you suddenly feel like you have no purpose in life.

"What is there to do?" His mind asked, gazing at the clear skies, which happens to be clear again.

Thoughts huddled over his skull, until one idea caught his eye;

"Go check out The Hermit's build

Why not?

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What is life without food?

Mumbo sat on his tree.

Relaxed, he let his mind rest over the fact of finishing everything in his "To Do List:"

A sigh was let loose, before the sounds of rockets whirred past, catching Mumbo's attention and making the man himself walk over to the window and check on who was trespassing.

A fast, blurry red figure flew directly past Grian's base, ignoring the fact that he knew someone was watching.

"What is he up to today?" A question rang, making him believe that Grian was being quite mischievous today, if he was to fly past The Builder's base without a mindset laid on Mumbo.

Curious, The redstoner leaped into the air, and began flying out.

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What is life without PikaMicaChan?

"Blocks, I need more blocks, again..." Grian said aloud, walking into the store and moving himself to the same chest that he always walks over to.

Before opening the chest, he prayed for it to be full.

But of course,

It had no blocks.

Grian deeply sighed, he sharply turned from his heels and left the building annoyed.

"Now why on earth didn't he just ask me for materials?" Mumbo annoyed mind asked.

The redstoner dropped himself behind his best friend. He gently tapped the man on his shoulder, causing the man to startle and turn.

"Hey Grian!" Mumbo grinned, innocently.

The elytra boi sighed, and continued strolling throughout the Shopping District, like as if nothing happened.

Anger boiled as it mixed with confusion, the heat of fury started emitting through Mumbo's eyes, that it could be felt by Ren who's ever so far.

"What's going on here?" Ren trotted from out of nowhere, he soon turned his pace into a joyful skip.

Grian sighed relieved as he turned to his left, where a huge yellow jar was found.

"Hey Ren!" He waved as Ren hopped off the giant jar and right at Grian's feet.

Mumbo smiled as he stood by Grian's side.

"Everything alright?" Ren looked at Grian, then turned his head to Mumbo with a concerned look.

Grian immediately shook his head while painfully sighing. "I need more materials..."

"Why not ask Mu-"

"That's what I was gonna ask!" Mumbo interrupted, his face had a red boiling tint all over it.

"Really?" Ren questioned surprised.

"'Really' what?" Grian started observing his surroundings, searching for whatever Ren was looking at.

When the realisation hit the two redstoners, they gasped loudly, though Grian could only hear Ren making a sudden jerk in his breath.

"Everything okay? What's going on?"

Mumbo's eyes filled with terror, he lifted his hands towards Grian's face. "Who did this to you, Grian?"

The builder didn't answer, he just looked over his shoulders, still figuring out what Ren was staring blankly at.

"Grian." Ren tried grabbing his attention, which happened to work, which happened to annoy Mumbo, which happened to make him cross his arms, which happened to help the author detail this moment thank to the amount of "which  happened".

Which probably happened to make the readers read a waste of time. (I bet y'all skipped this)

"yeah?" Grian asked spoonly.

"Did you know?" Ren began to mentally giggle. "That Mumbo is actually standing next to you?"

Grian began to chuckle as he turned to his left, even though Mumbo was by his right. (Is reading my stories more fun than writing?)

"Grian, what's going on?" Ren asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Can you not see him?"

"Who? Mumbo? Ren, are you okay?"

Not too long after that, Iskall strolled over joyfully, he waved at the three while greeting them.

"Hey Grian, Ren and Mumbo!"

Grian: Mumbo? What?

Iskall: What do you mean?

Ren: *sighs* For some reason, Grian can't see Mumbo...

Mumbo: BUT WHY?

Grian: Guys, what is going on...?

The three exchanged glances at each other until Iskall decided to take action.

"I'll call Stress." He said, already walking off to kick start his elytra.

Grian stared at Scar, tilting his head in confusion.

"Scar, what on earth is going on?"

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BUT A WOLF IN A SHEEP'S CLO

Iskall finally arrived with Stress, who seemed to believe nothing of Grian's act.

"Alright, so what's going on?" Stress asked, staring at Mumbo with disbelief.

Before Mumbo could let a word out of his mouth, Grian spoke. "Scar and Ren keep talking to someone that doesn't exist, and I'm pretty sure something happened..."

With this, Stress gave a silent gasp and tugged Mumbo's wrist forwards, forcing Mumbo to tumble right infront of his friend.

"Do you see him?" Stress questioned, only having Grian to narrow his eyes confused.

"It's like I don't exist!" Mumbo cried, sadness spilt from his voice.

Then, an idea hit Ren. "Y'know what? Stress, maybe we need some milk"

Stress mentally smirked and nodded, her skills with faking a headache were impressive to say the most.

"M-maybe it's just a disease or something, where we're imagining things?" Stress shook her skull tiredly and a backed away slowly, she placed a hand on her fore head, which secretly had a nether star in it.

Grian watched her sigh as sge began to turn her way towards Iskall. "That's probably it, either that, or were all overworking to the point where we're all imaging the same things..."

Iskall suddenly realized what message the two were playing at, and began to roleplay LykABawss!

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What is life without ForbiddenLoveMxM1?

"Urg..." Grian tiredly moaned from his grey bed, slowly forcing himself out of the blankets, only to find himself in the middle of a dark forest.

The blonde quickly scanned the area for familiarisation, still getting nothing good out of it.

"Hello?!" He called, cupping his hands for an echo.

No response.

"Can anybody hear me?!" Grian's voice echoed again.

With no response again.

Well ain't that just the best ending ever?

Grian: *le gasp* WHAT DID YOU DO??

I WAS FORCED TO! XD

Grian: HOW DARE YOU!

I WAS DARED!!

Grian: WHY DID YOU JUST RENAME EVERYONE AND POST THE SAME STORY?

XD Cuz I can?

Grian: that's lazy

I'm not lazy!
I just don't wanna work hard, so I just copied and pasted and renamed the names.

Grian: so basically, you were being lazy

No! There's a difference between the two! XD

Anyways, I got nothing much to say to anyone other than...

I bet 60 tags that y'all didn't even read it

Good Night...