Meeting the Grunk (STORY BELOW) by Chickie456 on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

It was a rainy afternoon, around 5pm, no sunshine shown just dark, grey clouds. The rain came pounding down, like as if it were raining pebbles instead. Suddenly a puddle splashes from a brown boot slamming down in it. A young teen is running as fast as he can from something or from somewhere. Even though the rain drenched him, you could clearly see tears streaming his face as he took huge gasps of air from time to time. He had pinkish grey skin, was tall, had spiked dark brown, reddish hair and wore a black vest with torn up jeans. He was clearly not human, he was very thin even for a human and his skin color was a deep dark navy blue. He was clearly a punk rebel teen running away or so you'd think on seeing him. He was running deep in the woods away from home, not looking back. It was hard to tell why he was running away, but he must have some reason, good or bad.

Half way down the muddy trail a huge egg man and a little box head boy were walking hand in hand under an umbrella that the egg was holding. "Now Birthday Boy Blam, this is rain and it can be fun to play in it, but now it's clearly not." the egg man said. "Oh....so why are we walking in it Flumpty?" the boy asked. "Well boy, I want you to learn things like this, plus our house is just up this trail you know that." Flumpty said. "Yeah, but I don't know why we couldn't just stay under the big tree until it stopped." the boy said. "Now B-Blam I told you this before, it's dangerous to be under trees during a storm like this." the egg said and the two continued walking. Even though it was raining hard, it was easy to see through and that's when B-Blam noticed someone heading their way.

"Uh....Flumpty.....?" the boy said. "Yes what is it.....AHH!" Suddenly the egg was slammed into by a boy running. Both fell to the ground, but the teen seemed to fall harder, being tossed over the egg and scraping across the rocky trail. "HEY WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" B-Blam yelled as he helped his pal up. "GRR WELL WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING BOX FACE!" the teen yelled back, still on the ground. B-Blam quickly hid behind his pal. Flumpty looked over the kid and saw he looked troubled. He wasn't human that was for sure, but he seemed different. "Say why are you running anyway?" the egg asked. "Oh why would you care!? If you wanna know I am running away for good and going to live on my own, no rules, but my own!" the teen said still sitting on the ground.

The egg man still stared at the teen, he clearly looked troubled or maybe he was just a rebel child, but there was only one way to find out, ask questions.

"Okay, so got any idea on where you're going to live?" he asked.

The boy was quiet for a few minutes thinking. "No...." he answered.

"Got any money?"

"No...."

"Got any food, clothes, anything you have besides yourself?"

"*sigh* No....."

"Got any plans for the future, school, jobs, etc?"

"Ugh...no....."

"Got any parents?"

"....................yeah................" the teen said, very quietly too.

"What?" Flumpty asked clearly not hearing him.

"YES I DO! It's a DICK I call DAD! GOT IT!?" the teen yelled clearly hating even saying the word dad.

"Hmm okay well don't get pissed at me for asking, got it?" Flumpty said then put his hand out for the boy. The boy pushed the hand away and said, "I don't need help from you, egg man!" he complained and tried to get up, but fell back down. "UGH! My legs..." he complained and looked over them to see they were covered in cuts and bruises. "Well looks like you do need help from the "egg man"." B-Blam said and stuck his tongue out. "Hmm...well why should you even care!? Just leave me to be and die! That would make everyone happy! My dad would just leap for joy if I was dead or never even born!" the teen boy cried out and pulled his knees in to his chest and cried more. Flumpty could see why now this boy ran away, he had no one really, not even his own father wanted him. So once again Flumpty reached his hand out. "Say kid......need a place to stay?" the egg asked. Suddenly the teen stopped crying and looked up. "You....you really care? Even after yelling at you and your pal you still would be accepting of me.....?" he choked out. "Yeah kid....come on...let's get you to our house and there you can stay under one condition." Flumpty said. "Okay....what is it...?" the boy asked. "You live under my rules, and if you do that you can stay as long as you want got it?" he said. The teen sat there thinking, and thinking then he took the egg man's hand. "Okay Mr.....?" "Oh please just call me Flumpty and this is Birthday Boy Blam, but we call him B-Blam for short and you be?" "The name's Grunk.....Grunkfuss." the teen said.

NOTE I do not own ONAF and give full credit to the rightful owner (c). Art by me E/C (c).