'Ok, so I still have the lighting problem at Grian's base and some code to fix from one of Grian's new pranks,' I was reminding myself how close I was to being done.
I sighed, 'This is going to be a long time.'
Then Grian crashed through the window to my office, getting tangled in the black currents to keep the sun out.
"SUMA, I NEED HELP," Grian started screeching and getting more tangled as he tried to get himself out.
I got him out by just pulling one end of the currents.
"Thank you, Suma,' Grian thanked me, smiling.
I gave a hum.
"So, I got a question," Grian said, his chaotic grin showing.
This is not going to end well.
"What's your question," I had a bad feeling about this.
"How do you say Wor-cist-ster-shire sauce?" He asked, mispronouncing it.
'This is why Joe sent me a video on how to say Worcestershire.'
"Why don't you ask Joe?" I asked.
"Because me and him are having an argument on how to say it," He responded, now sitting on the floor.
I'm not getting mixed up in this.
I just teleported him out to Scar's base.
I'm going to be informed that this has become a war between the hermits later, aren't I?
Well, time to get back to work.
-----5 minutes later-----
I had just finished fixing the lighting problem when Keralis texted me.
Keralis: Shashwamy, why are the hermits starting a war over how to pronounce something.
I thought about what to say.
Xisuma: I'm not dealing with this, K.
Perfect.
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Xisuma oneshots
FanfictionXisuma-centered oneshots because my mind is horrible at continuing to write the same thing.