So this is something I wrote for my creative writing class at school, we had to write short stories given a topic. This one was supposed to be "humorous" and the topic was wardrobe malfunction...... so I decided to secretly write hermit craft fanfiction highschool AU

3rd person POV:

Grian woke up nearly late for school on a foggy December morning. He threw on his usual red knit sweater, grey jeans, and black converse shoes. He grabbed is bag and began his walk to school.

He walked on the sidewalk along the side of the road, cars speeding by. Once he got to the crosswalk across the street from the school, he waited for his turn to cross. Unable to see a deep and muddy puddle. A car swiftly drove by, hitting the puddle dead on, sending a splash of cold dirty water that drenched Grian from head to toe. Thankfully he was basically at school, he decided to find one of his friends.

Entering the school, Grain managed to find his friend Iskall. It wasn't difficult to find Iskall, they always wore an overly vibrant green hoodie.

"What's up Gri- what happened man, why are you soaking wet??????" Iskall questioned, confused why their friend was soaked.

"Just having a rough morning...... if you don't mind me asking would you happen to have a change of cloths with you?" Grian asked, his voice shaking from the cold.

"I might in my locker, though it may not be what you'd expect..." Iskall said, opening his locker.

Iskall unlocked their locker, and pulled out a drawstring bag, handing it to Grian.

"Iskall, what on earth is this?" Grian asked looking into the bag.

"Dry cloths." Iskall answered, staring into Grian's soul.

Grian sighed as he went into the boys bathroom to change. Once in a stall, he opened the bag to find a hot pink crop top and an above the knee white pleated skirt. Deciding the skimpy dru cloths would be warmer than the cloths he is currently wearing. After taking the top and skirt out of the bag, he found a clean pair of pink boxers with little hearts on them. He changed into the dry cloths, knowing it was better than staying in his wet cloths.

When Grian emerged from the bathroom, Iskall nearly chocked on air. Grian's face was as red as his previous red sweater.

"Ya know, that works quite well on you."

Grian laughed slightly at Iskall's comment, rolling his eyes. A few of their friends walked up to them, a blond wearing a red and grey letterman jacket, a tall kid in a formal suit, and a boy with a brown cardigan. Tango, Mumbo, and Zedaph, in that order.

"Good morning Iskall, wait is that Grian?" Zedaph greeted, before pausing and looking at grian.
"We'll I'll be damned it is G!" The group now focused on Grian, he said nothing.

"Grian what on earth are you wearing? Are you out of your mind it's freezing out here" Tango exclaimed, concerned about his friend.

"Long answer short, I got soaked from a car driving by and Iskall had a change of cloths I could use." Grian sighed, face still bright red.

A gust of wind wind swept by them, Grian pulled his arms close to him against his chest, still shaking from the cold.

"I'm just glad I was able to get out of the soaked cloths, this isn't that much better, but it's a step up and at least I'm dry." Grian shivered. Tango noticed and began to take off his letterman jacket.

"You'd be crazy to go all day without something relatively warm." Tango sighed, placing the jacket over Grian's shoulders.

"Thanks Tango... but won't you be cold?" Grian asked.

"I won't be cold, I radiate heat, I'll be okay for today. I'm also wearing cloths that mostly cover my body unlike you." Tango shrugged.

Mumbo who has yet to say anything, began to speak. "I'm not going to lie G, when I was walking up to you and Iskall, I genuinely didn't realize it was you and thought that Iskall was talking to some random girl. So I stayed quiet to not embarrass myself infront of someone I didn't know, but I think I did just that regardless. Anyways Grian I think you'd make a pretty girl...." Mumbo rambled.

"Mumbo stop talking, you only look like a spoon." Iskall laughed.

"Iskall my friend, might I ask why did you have that of all things I hand?" Zedaph asked.

"It was a joke gift from one of my friends, figured it would be useful at some point so I left it in my locker." Explained Iskall.

The bell rang signaling it was time to go to class.

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About 800 words

This was something, I had fun writing it. And I finally got around to putting it here after 3 months ;-;

Anyways I hope y'all enjoyed!

But for now, keep swimming my little fishies!
    Much love, Shakbait