After the whole... incident, with that one kid who's trying to get all the SFOTH swords, you and his father had helped Brad- no, Greifer as he preferred to he called now, recover.

He still coughed up leaves every so often, as he had turned into a giant plant... thing. You didn't even know what to call it.

You were currently cuddling in his room, a light purr rumbling in his chest. He was actually kind of cute like this, as much as he hated when you called him that.

"Mmm..."

He mumbled incomprehensible sentences as he nuzzled the side of your head, his eyes closed and him visibly half asleep. You heard some calling from downstairs for you, probably his dad.

"Coming!"

You shout back, attempting to get out of the heap of blankets and pillows when you suddenly feel bindings on your limbs. Almost like... plant like.

Griefer nuzzles your back, the vines bringing you closer to him. The seemed to be coming from his body... he was definitely feeling clingy today.

"Mmm... don't leave."