Author's note: Hey so I was thinking that there should be a story of Moana starting to cry at some point during her voyage with Maui, because her grandma dying just hit her hard. This is going to be sad, I don't know why I like making stories about sad stuff. This will possibly be a two-shot or more, it just depends. I don't own Moana at all.

Crying-

It was just after Maui got his fishhook back and was on the water again with Moana. It was now dark the same day.

Maui was steering the ship and Moana seemed to be sleeping.

But what Maui didn't realize was that the kid wasn't sleeping at all she was holding her neckless in her hand trying and yet failing not to cry.

It all just hit her at once that her grandmother was no longer with her.

That when she goes back home only her dad and mom will be there.

She starts to quietly sob thinking about her grandmother that was like her best friend.

She was also thinking of how she was the only person that ever understood her and what she liked to do.

Meanwhile-

Maui was steering the boat thinking to himself happy to have his fishhook after so long again.

All was well when he heard a sniffle, he looked over in the direction it came from only to see the kid he has been traveling with sleeping.

Shrugging thinking it was just his imagination, he goes back to steering. That's when he hears a sob and turns to see the kid's shoulders shaking.

Obviously she was crying but he didn't really know what do in this type of situation. He sighs and decides he better go ask her what's the matter.

T.B.C

Author's note: I know that this story isn't really starting out all that great but please cut me some slack, this is my first Moana fanfiction story. It's been a while since I've seen the movie too. I will try to get the next chapter up soon but I just need to figure out what to write. Please R&R.