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Let us dance (Jimmy and Grian angst).

HEHEHBEKSYDNRICY, inspo has hit, so here we are!!

In this AU, we are in thirdlife. Jimmy and Grian are a Listener and a Watcher. Grian has only told Scar about him being a Watcher and Jimmy has only told Scot about him being a Listener. Why? Because Listeners and Watchers are despised in this AU.

Now can these two control their Watcher/Listener outburst?? Sometimes yes, most times? Nope! :D Here we go!

Last bit: Jimmy doesn't know Grian is a Watcher. Grian does know Jimmy is a Listener, but he doesn't mind it. And Martyn knows stuff to.

Warning: eye pulling, possesion, manipulation, blood.

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Jimmy pov-

Alright! A new session on the Third-Life server. Crossing my fingers I won't lose my last life today- "Hey Jimmy!", I heard someone yell from outside. Scot. We are seen as platonic husband's this time around. And yeah, I'll admit, he's the one I trust most these days. There is a good reason I told him about my origins. He took it well! "Heya Scot! How are you doing today?", I called out when I stepped outside.

"I am good Jim! How are you?", he asked, walking up to me and giving me a hug. I hugged him back.

Very well dear Jimmy~.

I froze. What was that? "You okay Jim? You seem a bit tense...", Scot asked. I looked at him. He looked at my eyes with a puzzled expression.

You wanna go for a ride~?

"I'm hearing it...", was all I managed to say. "Ahh, so that is why you're eyes are neon green right now?", he asked me. "What?!", I exclaimed and I ran towards the water. Looking at my reflection, all I could say was "well crap...", while pulling at my eyes. "No... no! No!!", I started to panic.

A hand on my shoulder.

"Jimmy?", Scot. "I snapped out of my panic. "Can you stand up?", he asked me, holding my hands. I nodded.

Or I stood up to fast, or there is an outburst coming because I felt dizzy. "Dizzy...", I said. "Mhhh...", was all Scot mustered up. "I'm calling Grian...", he let me know. "What no! Scot please, he'll kick me off and the news will go around to other admin and I will be banned everywhere!", I started to tell him, but he had already shot Grian a message.

I started to panic again.

Bad choice canary boy~.

The voice was back... and than, I wasn't in control of my own body anymore. Shot to the back of my head, like watching from outside. Watching the listener virus take over...

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Grian pov-

"Scar...", I said. As I met him underneath the stairs of the sandcastle. "You want me to put my clot-. Woah G! You alright?", he asked, turning around. Probably seeing my eyes being neon purple. "I have the feeling today won't end well for either me, or the server...", or Jimmy... I thought to myself.

"Doesn't seem like it...", Scar said. "Aight, let's get inside. Not via the entrance, that's trapped. Probably badly, but still.", he said. I managed a laugh.

Alright Watcher boy. We are bored.

I stopped. "Scar... I need you to-", I was cut off. "G, it's a message for ya.", I sighted as I heard Scar say that. Grabbing my communicator, I opened the message.

<Smajor> Grian? Can you come to my base? It is urgent...

"Scar, he's asking me to meet him at his base. You want to come or nah?", I asked. "Like you have to ask G. I'll come with.", he said. I smiled in relief.