angst/minor fluff-Take a break!

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APDG AU


Third Person

Doc had his head in both hands, staring at a piece of paper in stress.

The war was stressing him out, and he couldn't even imagine what it was doing to Grian. He was the type of person to be scared that people would judge him if he didn't do stuff right or work hard enough.

Which resulted in him overworking. Doc couldn't count how many times he found Grian sleeping in the middle or next to a new build, or near an area he had been grinding in.

And since they ended up on different teams, Doc couldn't slip a sleeping tablet into Grian's water or get Grian to take his pills without G team thinking he's put nausea effect in it or something.

So that sucked. And they couldn't hang out as often as before. Therefore, that resulted in more stress for Grian, and the only other person aware of his disorder was Xisuma.

It got worse. Grian always would forget where his pills where, then would get stressed thinking he's taking to much time, resulting in an eternal paradox. So Doc or X would corner him once a day and ask if he took them. If not, they would help him find them.

So it was a bit of a 'Crap we didn't think this through' moment. But seriously, who could have predicted the "war"?

Not Doc or X, that's for sure.

So here Doc was, worrying his brains out, and wondering if anyone at G team has noticed Grian's likely abrupt change in personality, from nervous, to cripplingly nervous.

Hopefully someone decided to ask Xisuma about it, but until then neither could do much.

Doc could just hope that Grian doesn't break down. The last time was horrid, and the only reason that Grian didn't try and kill himself was that Doc was there and comforting him. It was after 'the incident' as he called it, that he got X involved.


-----CAMERA MOVES-----

Grian was constantly writing blueprints. He was stressed. He didn't want anyone thinking he was lazy or anything. So here was his routine

-Draw blueprints

-Coffee

-Edit blueprints

-Coffee

-Build

-Eat

-Coffee

And repeat.

Doc would lecture him on how its unhealthy, but he needed to exceed the exceptions!

Grian's head began to droop and he snapped himself out of it and savagely continued with the blueprint.

His eyes began to shut and he passed out.


-----HI AGAIN-----

Stress was trying to find the furnaces and walked into Grian's desktop area. He was passed out on some blueprints. Sighing, Stress gently picked Grian up and set him on the nearby couch. He had been overworking himself lately, and she resolved to ask X if he knew what was wrong.

Pulling up their personal chat on her communicator, she typed out

Stressmonster: hey x.... grians been acting odd lately, hes been overworking and I just found him passed out on his desk. do you know what the problem is?

Xisumavoid: glad you came to me. okay, so if you go to his base and find his bed, theres a box underneath it. pull it out and there will be two things in it, a pill bottle and some sleeping tablets. remind him to take the pills once a day and if hes still not sleeping, sneak a sleeping tablet into his coffee or grind it up and sneak it into a sandwich.

Stressmonster: alright. thx, what are the pills for?

Xisumavoid: hes diagnosed with apd which is a avoidant personality disorder. it makes it so he either avoids nearly all interactions or is constantly trying to make sure that everyone approves, and is very afraid and paranoid of disapproval. the pills are like anxiety pills, but are changed enough to make the effects of apd get dulled a bit.

Stressmonster: oof. who other then you knows about this?

Xisumavoid: doc.

Stressmonster: mega oof.

Stress tucked her communicator away and headed to Grian's base. She was silently mulling over what X had told her, and she realized how inconvenient this was. At least since now she knows she can help out.

She landed on the ring and glided into the main area. Her feet hit the ground and she explored, looking for Grians bed. She found it and knelt, pulling the box out. She saw multiple things, keepsakes, such as the first sword he had made on this server (stone) (Am I the only one that does that? Keeps the first tools they make? Wooden pick, stone axe, stone sword?)

She saw the bottle and a baggie of sleeping tablets and pulled both out, throwing them into her inventory before setting off a firework and leaving his base.

She flew back to the G team base and landed on the top, and wandered back to were Grian was. He was still asleep. Good.

Stress sat down and muttered softly, eyes on the newest hermit "Your one bundle of surprises, aren't you?"


Short, I know.

I lost my motivation for this, any requests guys?

Cramsalesman OUT

Word count 852

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