Love is Vexing - ScarDubs

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Cub woke up in a cold sweat, the pharaoh sitting up in his bed as he gasped helplessly for breath, his eyes darting around the shadowy corners of his miniature pyramid. His frantic breathing began to slow, but small beads of sweat began to roll down the side of his face as he cautiously reached for his communicator that rested on his bedside table. The pharaoh's eyes never left the dark corners of the room as he dialed Doc.

"Do you know what time it is...?" Doc groaned with exhaustion plaguing his voice, Cub's hands beginning to slowly shake as he brought the device to his ear, the pharaoh could barely speak beyond a whisper.

"T-they're here..." Cub mumbled breathlessly with his eyes widening in horror. He didn't sound like himself, much more unsure and terrified with every word he spoke. On the other line of the call, Doc sat up in his bed, rubbing his non-robotic eye with a yawn.

"Who?" Doc questioned as he pulled himself out of bed, slipping on his torn lab coat while ruffling his messy hair. The creeper hybrid could have sworn he heard Cub whimpering over the phone.

"The vexes..." Cub mumbled, pulling the blankets over his head. He felt like a child as he hid underneath his covers, but there wasn't much the pharaoh could do. He was too terrified to run, the vexes had put Cub through months of suffering, it was hard not to fear the small creatures.

"Are you sure? Or was it just another nightmare?" Doc asked as he equipped his elytra, grabbing his sword as he ran down the stairs of his half-house, heading towards the portal.

"I-I can see their eyes watching me a-and I can feel their magic.. they're gonna turn me back into a vex hybrid..." Cub's voice began to break as tears began to overflow in his eyes, he didn't want to be a puppet to the chaotic mobs again.

"You're going to be okay," Doc assured as he flew through the nether, glancing around to try and spot Cub's base. The creeper wasn't entirely sure if the pharaoh would be alright, but he needed to sound confident to keep Cub calm. "I just removed your excess vex magic yesterday, it should be harder for them to corrupt you.. They're not going to hurt you, I swear.."

"B-but Scar.." Cub mumbled with a whisper as Doc landed in front of the pharaoh's portal, realization hitting the creeper hybrid.

"He wasn't at my base yesterday, meaning he hasn't been treated for his leftover vex magic! If one vex manages to find him, Scar could revert back to his old self!" Doc exclaimed, his communicator almost slipping from his grasp. The creeper hybrid shook his head to refocus, Cub was his main priority.

"If you could feel vex magic, so can Scar. He'll call us if something goes wrong, but right now, you need to get out of there!"

"I-I can't, the vexes are everywhere..." Cub said as his body shook with fear, Doc stepping into the miniature pyramid with a sword and shield in-hand. He growled a German curse underneath his breath as the icy stare of vexes turned to him, the cyborg gripping tighter to the handle of his blade.

"Stupid little vexes!" He grumbled and complained loudly as he sliced through the magical creatures, the vexes disappearing into puffs of smoke. Icy blue blood stained his netherrite sword as he sliced through the last vex, the creeper huffing while stabbing his sword into the ground, leaning on the edge of the hilt to try and catch his breath.

"It's okay to come out now." Doc called as he looked towards the pharaoh's bed, Cub slowly pulling the covers off his head.

"Sorry to call you here so late..." Cub mumbled quietly as he looked to the ground, Doc carelessly shrugging.

"It's fine, this is definitely more important. We should head to Scar's base and look for him, if the vexes came for you, they should be after him too."