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After a hiatus, i come to find @ask-ce-grian has stolen my parts and built a robot, When i find you...

...When I find you Buttercup...

You have no proof of anything

I have Air tags on every single piece of equipment and there is a cluster of them in your apartment, Unless I should be blaming Mumbo, It is you. Please return my wrench at least, I need it

You have like 5 you don't need them all

You took my tiny one,

I need it to fix my automatons.

Give it back Or Pearlie the cat gets it.

#🌊sea shanty #🌊ooc//yk. cause. creeper

You wouldn't harm a kitten. Especially since you're scared of cats

...

After a hiatus, i come to find @ask-ce-grian has stolen my parts and built a robot, When i find you...

...When I find you Buttercup...

You have no proof of anything

I have Air tags on every single piece of equipment and there is a cluster of them in your apartment, Unless I should be blaming Mumbo, It is you. Please return my wrench at least, I need it

You have like 5 you don't need them all

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After a hiatus, i come to find @ask-ce-grian has stolen my parts and built a robot, When i find you...

...When I find you Buttercup...

You have no proof of anything

Happy Halloween

HES ALIVE!!!!

UNFORTUNATELY!!! :{D

DONT SAY THAT IM VERY HAPPY YOURE ALIVR

ask-ma-mumbo

Happy Halloween

HES ALIVE!!!!

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

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He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

Martyn's eyes narrow at Grian "They happened to gift you A Sun and a Purple swirl? Who were these people Grian? Was it the Headmasters??!" Martyn snarls, "You promised you wouldn't interact with them anymore! You know what they did to-to Jimmy! and Pearl! We Just Got Pearl back Grian!" Martyn glares down at Grian.

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You better not be fucking with me Grian! I'm so fucking sick and tired of you lying and hiding shit from us- from me!" martyn shoves grian back against the wall. "If your still in contact with them, and I find out..." He pauses

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

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"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

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Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

"I'm already Mad Grian!" he shoves grian into one of Grians little tables, sending the table and the succulent on it crashing to the ground. "And don't you dare compare the headmasters to them!" He yells at grian.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"You've been doing this shit since highschool! The lying! the hanging out with the headmasters! Why dont you just go and join them Huh!? You're already like them." Martyn's blue eyes grow cold as he glares at grian.

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

Martyn aims a kick at grians ankle and puts the sun patch in his mouth. he then shoves grian back a few paces and bolts to grian's basement before spitting the patch out, drying it a bit, and lighting it on fire with a lighter from his pocket, Only then is when he sees the mark.

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

martyn drops the sun, it completely burns up and becomes dust as martyn shouts "You said that you were done with the deal! you said! I remember you did because you were there then they came for me again! Why don't you give a fuck Grian!?" He shoves her off of him "get off."

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"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

"..find just- tel me the important stuff then, yeah?" he asks.

"please?"

<<I've told you what you need to know. >> Grian shook his head

<< I'm not telling you anymore.>>

"...okay"

Martyn mumbles and holds his jaw as the adrenaline wears off and the pain shoots in his joints.

<< how long are you going to be mad at me? >>

Grian huffed, taking off his glasses to assess the damage

"not too much longer, depends on if i get a cuddle" he shrugs and pulls the capri sun out of his pockets, begining to drink it now.

<< You're insane. >>

Grian huffed, standing up and holding out a hand to help Martyn up

Martyn takes his hand and gets up "thanks grian" he smiles "and you call me insane like your the sane one here" he jokes and wiggles his jaw a bit, trying to make it feel better.

<< I'm not the one who started a fight for no reason with you. You're the one who came over at my place to pick a fight. >>

"i know" he sighs 'wanna go upstairs and watch a movie?" he shrugs at grian, blinking slowly

<< Oh, now you wanna watch a movie and relax? Not before you almost broke my table by throwing me on it? >>

Grian tapped his foot on the ground, looking still annoyed.

#🌊ocean's tides

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

"..find just- tel me the important stuff then, yeah?" he asks.

"please?"

<<I've told you what you need to know. >> Grian shook his head

<< I'm not telling you anymore.>>

"...okay"

Martyn mumbles and holds his jaw as the adrenaline wears off and the pain shoots in his joints.

<< how long are you going to be mad at me? >>

Grian huffed, taking off his glasses to assess the damage

"not too much longer, depends on if i get a cuddle" he shrugs and pulls the capri sun out of his pockets, begining to drink it now.

<< You're insane. >>

Grian huffed, standing up and holding out a hand to help Martyn up

Martyn takes his hand and gets up "thanks grian" he smiles "and you call me insane like your the sane one here" he jokes and wiggles his jaw a bit, trying to make it feel better.

<< I'm not the one who started a fight for no reason with you. You're the one who came over at my place to pick a fight. >>

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

"..find just- tel me the important stuff then, yeah?" he asks.

"please?"

<<I've told you what you need to know. >> Grian shook his head

<< I'm not telling you anymore.>>

"...okay"

Martyn mumbles and holds his jaw as the adrenaline wears off and the pain shoots in his joints.

<< how long are you going to be mad at me? >>

Grian huffed, taking off his glasses to assess the damage

"not too much longer, depends on if i get a cuddle" he shrugs and pulls the capri sun out of his pockets, begining to drink it now.

<< You're insane. >>

Grian huffed, standing up and holding out a hand to help Martyn up

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

"..find just- tel me the important stuff then, yeah?" he asks.

"please?"

<<I've told you what you need to know. >> Grian shook his head

<< I'm not telling you anymore.>>

"...okay"

Martyn mumbles and holds his jaw as the adrenaline wears off and the pain shoots in his joints.

<< how long are you going to be mad at me? >>

Grian huffed, taking off his glasses to assess the damage

#🌊ocean's tides

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

"..find just- tel me the important stuff then, yeah?" he asks.

"please?"

<<I've told you what you need to know. >> Grian shook his head

<< I'm not telling you anymore.>>

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

"if you want trust you have to tell me when your interacting with- them" Martyn mumbles, and looks at the floor. "Im sorry i beat you up, and broke your lenses"

<>

Grian mumbled, looking away.

<< ... Martyn, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about everything every time. There's stuff that needs to stay secret. >>

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

<>

"You arent giving me a reason to! after the reunion you-you kept lying to me! I just- i know im paranoid, but the sun that their symbol on it, and you expected me to not freak the fuck out??"

Martyn sits up a bit, holding himself up with his arms

Grian hesitated, then shook his head.

<>

She leaned back, letting Martyn sit up.

<< but you need to trust me, or neither of us are getting our of this. >>

Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

<>

He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

<>

"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

<>

Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

<>

Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.

Grian slammed her forehead on Martyn's, digging her nails into Martyn's wrist to try to make him let go

<< Traitor?! What the hell are you talking about?! >>

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Martyn strolls up to Grian's door and knocks on it "Yo! G! I know your in here, Come out, I wanna- talk.."

// @ask-eng-martyn

Grian walked up to the door opening it up after recognizing Martyn's voice.

<< Hey. What do you need? >>

He leaned against the doorway, smiling at Martyn. He was bruised, with stitches on his upper lip and a few bandages and plasters on his arms - though he quickly covered them with a hoodie

"oh shit- What happened to you mate?"

martyn asks, looking at grian with concern "You good? You look- Well you look like shit to be honest"

<< Like I don't always. >>

Grian chuckled

<>

He hummed, tilting his head

<>

He tapped his chin, then shrugged grinned at Martyn

<< But, anyways. Did you need anything? >>

"Damn, Well i was gonna ask you if you wanted to fight- But now i wanna ask if you need a hug" Martyn chuckles "Need a hug then?"

<< Nah, Dont worry >>

grian shrugged, pushing himself off of the doorway.

<< If you need to let some steam off, so do I, but can't do that at home. We might disturb Pearl. >>

He turned around, going back inside

<< Let me grab my jacket. >>

"Woo! You sure though? I dont know, I'd feel bad if i beat up a Short dude" He teases and walks into grians house

"I'm stealing one of Your capri suns By the way!"

He calls out as he snoops into grians fridge.

<< You're just scared of getting beat up by someone injured! >>

Grian replied, chuckling, yelling from the other room.

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He huffed, Walking up from behind him, donning a familiar green coat.

"Ohohoho! the short guy getting cocky now- "

"Oh,"

Martyn's eyes fall on the familiar hoodie "I remember that hoodie. Does it still have the burn mark from when i lit it on fire?"

<<Oh, it does. It also has the stitches from when i had to repair it after falling from a tree because of that stupid dare! >>

Grian laughed, pointing out each mark on the fabric

<< How i let you and BigB drag me into that, i still dont know. >>

He shook his head, with a fond smile.

Other than the marks, the hoodie also had new patches that werent there before - much newer than the rest.

Much more recent than their time at Darwin.

"Eh, we were young and dumb, we still are dumb.. Where are those ones from" Martyn points at the newer marks, curious about the nature of them.

<< oh- >>

Grian froze for a moment, running his hand over the patches. It was a sun, a red heart, and some purple swirls.

<< this.. is the only hoodie that's warm enough for this weather, but not too warm I'll die. I wear it a lot around, so people gifted me patches for it. It's kinda nice, you know? >>

<< it's fine! The sun is because of my name, and I like purple. >>

Grian huffed, sticking his hands in his pockets.

<< Phil gave me the red heart, too. It wasn't- it wasn't them. >>

He looked away, tapping his foot

Martyn grabs Grian by the front of his sweater.

"You'll wish I didn't."

<< What the hell?! >>

Grian shoved him back, curling up his fists in anticipation.

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"Well So-rry for not trusting a fucking Liar!" Martyn shoves him back. "And don't shove me." He snaps, holding his juice bag tightly in his left hand.

<< You're calling me a liar?! where the hell does that come from?! >>

Grian took a step closer, trying and failing to keep his voice level

<< Why the hell are you so angry?! The fuck did I do?! >>

"Since when are you Not a liar! you've been lying to us for years Grian, Fucking years!" Martyn Shoves Grian back a few paces.

"Back up."

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Grian insisted, walking right up to his face

<< Why's this coming out now?! What's this all about?! >>

"Back the fuck up."

Martyn shoves Grian harder now.

"Stay back Grian."

<< You don't tell me what to do, Ma- Martyn. >>

Grian hissed, shoving Martyn as well.

<< You are gonna tell me what's going on, or I swear- >>

"You were about to call me Mars! You fucker!" Martyn shoves grian, then grabs his hoodie and brings him in, nose to nose

"What will you do. Say it. Fucking Say it."

<< You're crazy! >>

Grian tried ripping Martyn's hand off his hoodie

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Martyn grips it tighter "get it together grian! i know your hanging out with the fucking headmasters!" he growls and slams grian against the wall

Grian stumbled back, heaving for a moment, staring at Martyn for a few seconds in bewilderment.

<< Did you just..? >>

He breathed out, before walking up to him and slapping him square in the face

<< The hell is wrong with you?! I'm trying to talk! I don't know what's gotten into you but snap out of it! You're making up shit! Why the fuck would I talk to them?! >>

"I know what your doing! Your a fucking liar! they Said you were!" He growls and Shoves grian back to the wall.

"I said stay back"

<< I'm sorry, you get mad at ME for talking to someone I shouldn't and then turn around with that as your excuse?! >>

Grian passed a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

<< Look, Martyn, I care about you, I don't want to get angry at you. So calm down and drop this >>

He rubbed a hand over his chest - or more accurately, over the sun patch on the hoodie.

Grian fell to the ground, wincing.

<< Martyn! Ow- stop this! >>

He moved back, rubbing the back of his head with a frown

<< That was seriously unwarranted. What's gotten into you?! >>

"I'm just sick and tired of you doing this constantly!"

<< you came here already looking for a fight! >>

Grian stumbled to his feet, returning Martyn's look

<< And I'm the one in the wrong?! Martyn do you hear yourself?! >>

Hw walked up to him again

<< Get out if you can't talk like a normal person! I'm not in the mood for this- >>

"Shut up Shut up just Shut up!" He punches grian in the nose and then pauses.

"Shit- G i didn't mean to-"

Grian stumbled back, looking at Martyn in bewilderment, before he rushed forward, grabbing the front of Martyn's shirt, returning the punch

<< You fucking-! >>

"Oh. Oh its On now" Martyn grabs grian by the hair and punches him in the face 3 times, cracking his glasses.

"you fucking traitor!"

<< I'm the traitor?! Seriously?! >>

Grian shoved him into the wall, grabbing his shirt to pin him there.

<< what the hell is wrong with you?! >>

Martyn grabs Grian by the sweater and shoves him back "Can't you just stay the fuck back!" he shouts, punching grian in the face again.

<< Stop shoving me around! >>

Grian snapped

<< Stop manhandling me and talk like an adult! >>

"I can't!"

"i-i can't.."

Martyn backs up to the small bench and slinks down to it.

<< Oh, great, now you're moping. >>

Grian pinched the bridge of his nose

<< Look, either you talk, or get out, cause I'm tired of this! >>

He slammed a hand on the table, flinching back not expecting how loud the sound came

"i-i didn't mean to punch you" martyn mumbles, looking down at the floor. he had flinched back at the noise.

"i'm Sorry."

<< You always say you're sorry but you keep doing it! You get mad at me for no reason, accuse me baselessly- >>

Grian started ranting, though they both knew Martyn wasn't the only one who started these fights between them, and the accusations sure as hell weren't baseless.

"It's not for no fucking reason Grian! you keep going behind my backi and talking to Them!"

He shouts at Grian, Moping over, back to angry.

<< you have no proof that I am! You're just angry or looking for excuses but- you need to stop! Just cause I hang out with people you don't know- >>

"and I have no proof that you arent! But i know you have been doing all this shit behind my back!!" He shouts

<< You're paranoid! You're insane! Why the hell would I talk to them?! >>

Grian insisted, folding his arms.

"Oh! i don't know Grian. Maybe because they fucking worship you!!"

Martyn stands up and rips the purple swirl patch off his sweater.

<< Hey- what the fuck?! >>

Grian shoved him back, frowning

"why'd you do that?! I told you it was a gift-"

"From who!? Who gave it to you. Tell me." He growls "If you dont tell me. i will fucking eat this"

<< What the- don't eat it! God you're fucking impossible! >>

Grian grabbed Martyn's wrist, trying to wrangle the patch out of his hand

"..no.." he whispers.

<< MARTYN! >>

Grian rushed behind him, closing the doors and taking the stairs two by two to try to catch up to him, almost falling multiple times

<< STOP-!>>

He tried wrestling the patch out of Martyn's hands,.making them both fall to the ground

Martyn yells "get the fuck back!" as he starts whacking grian on the top of his head with his elbow, still trying to burn the sun, which soon catches fire as he holds it far from grians grasp

<< for fuck's sake- stop! >>

Grian tried shoving him, and when that didn't work, he bit down on Martyn's arm

Martyn lets out a small shout and elbows grian in the nose.

"Dont bite me ya freak!" he snaps, watching the sun become fully engulfed in the flames.

Grian headbutted him, freezing in place when the sun patch wenr to ash.

<< What the fuck, Martyn?! Why would you do that?! >>

"You know why." he growls and spits in grians face.

"Now get off me before i break your bones."

Grian froze, wiping the spit off his face

<< did you just..? >>

He whispered, looking back at Martyn, absolutely bewildered.

<< What the fuck. >>

He paused for another moment, then grabbed him by the shoulders, slammed him back down on the floor, and punched him in the jaw

"Ow- fuck!"

Martyn yells and tries to shove grian off of him "get off you fuckin backstabber!" he shouts as he grabs a fist full of grians hand and yanks it, hard.