《Little Mushroom Boy》His Wish
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George climbed the vines and knocked on Clay's window. Patches meowed as Clay looked down and smiled. He opened the window and let the tiny boy in
Patches purred as Clay said, "I'll be right back." George looked at Patches' side and examined the area where Dave sliced her
: Your wound!
: You healed it along with shrinking Dave
: He's known as Technoblade with us, and I think he likes our village
: What makes you think that?
: He smiled when he met Tubbo and Ranboo
: What about Tommy?
: I did the same and he's with Techno, but I think he has a soft spot for Tubbo. He won't eat any prison food unless it's Tubbo that gives it to him
: How sweet
: So is Clay ready?
: He is almost, but he did mumble something
: What?
: I heard him mumble about being with you, or should I say, he wants to be small
: What if I can't? I did it as punishment for them!
: I know you can do it. He's been dying to ask you, but he fears you'd say you can't do it or it won't work if you try
: I'll try after graduation
: But what if he needs to be human again?!
: I have an idea, and I think I am confident enough to say this plan won't fail
As Clay was handed his diploma, his parents clapped. He looked to see his cat hidden in the crowd, along with George as he waved his mushroom hat in the air
Clay smiled and got his pictures with his friends and with his diploma. Randall smiled as Clay hugged him, Darryl, Grayson, and Wilbur
: You guys want to come over?
: Hell yeah!
: Language
: Sure, I guess
: I also made sure George invited his friends
: REALLY?!
: Yeah, which is why the party will be in my room
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: Cool, I guess
Clay waved as he smiled. His father drove back home as his family hugged Clay. When his friends arrived, Clay let his parents know that the party was going to be in his room
His parents were worried, but both decided to let him be, either way, he wants to be alone and he deserves it
Clay greeted his friends again as they all marched towards Clay's room. It was big enough to fit everyone in as George opened the window using his vines as the tiny people ran inside
They jumped towards their crushes and all humans gave them a peck on their heads. Even Sapnap has found his human as the new member gave him a shy peck
: Humans! Listen up! I have a surprise for you all!
: All of us?
: Patches told me you have something to say
: WAIT! PATCHES CAN TALK?!?!
: Only I can understand her
: Incredible!
: Anyway, Patches and I came up with this crazy idea, and she said she heard Clay mumble while sleeping
: So what is this surprise?
: First, you all need to come up with nicknames. You'll need to use them instead of your real names if you want your identity a secret
: How will we choose?
: I spoke with them, and we all thought of them. Let's hope you guys like it. Clay, for your nickname, I chose Dream, because you are handsome and have dreamy eyes in which I can't stop staring into
: Awww! Thanks, Georgie!
: Randall, I chose Corpse. Your voice is deep and I love hearing you and your music. You sound dead, but in a friendly way, and I love you for that
: Thanks, Sykkuno
: I want to keep your name, Karl. I love it the way it's spelled and nothing made me say I could change it
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: Thank you, Sappy!
: I want your name, Wilbur. I had no nickname for you. Your name is beautiful
: Thanks
: I chose the nickname Bad. Even though you are complete the opposite of that, inside, I think there's some mischief inside all that angelic soul
: Thanks, Geppy!
: I chose Purpled. You did mention you love the color purple, and I thought, why not
: Thanks, and yet, my name has the color gray, lol
: Sam, I want your name to be Awesamdude! You're awesome, but with Sam in it
: Awww! Thanks, Ponk!
: Now that we have everyone, keep the nicknames
: Why?
: All of you are going to be like us!
All humans gasped as they smiled and cheered. Randall stayed on his seat and cheered in his dull way, but he seemed happy
Clay cupped George and nuzzled him as he giggled. "Everyone! Come here!" George announced and all humans went towards him
George stared at every single human and smiled. He began to chant and everyone was surrounded by clouds, but according to them and color
Clay was in lime green, Wilbur was in brown, Randall in black, Sam in dark and forest green, Darryl in black and red, Grayson in purple, and Karl in pastel rainbow color
Once done, George backed away towards his friends and everyone waited as the village people gasped at George's result
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