Chapter 4

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"Guys!" Iskall yelled as he approached Mumbo and Grian. "What are you doing?" They both turned to look at him. Grian's face lit up, and he started grinning. 

"Iskall! Oh my gosh! I wanna show you this awesome new thing that I can do!" He ran over to him. "I can do this really cool thing now, where I can make a part of my body invisible! So I thought of something which I call the Invisi-punch, where I make my arm invisible like this," He made his arm go invisible, all the way up to his collar-bone, "And since they don't know where my arm would go, the opponent wouldn't get the chance to block! Giving me the perfect shot t-"

"Alright great, you got a new super move," Iskall said, annoyed. "That's not what I came here for though,"

"Oh, that's fine, I guess I'm just super hyper right now!" Grian laughed. He ran off, screaming about how cool his powers were. Iskall and Mumbo watched him, amused. 

"Is he okay?" Iskall asked, as a joke. 

"Who knows," Mumbo laughed, "He'll calm down eventually." They paused, watching Grian experiment with his powers. 

"Hey Mumbo," Iskall said suddenly, "I came here to tell you something,"

"Yeah?"

"See, Stress was acting really weird recently," He started, "And I was wondering if she was angry with me or something," He looked at Mumbo. "I would kind of appreciate it if maybe you went and...you know, talked to her?" Mumbo was startled. 

"Me? Uhh...okay?"

"Thanks!" Iskall exclaimed, "Just don't tell her that I told you to do this,"  Mumbo nodded and sped off towards Stress's base. 

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"Hey Stress!" Mumbo exclaimed, as he approached her.

"Oh, hi." She replied, not even looking up from tending her sheep. "What are you doing here?"

"Just came by to say hi," Mumbo replied. He tried to not look like he was lying. There was a moment of quiet. 

"Iskall sent you, didn't he?" Stress asked, suspicious of him. 

"What? No!" Mumbo said, nervously laughing. Stress sighed. "Well, fine. Yes he did send me. He was just wondering if you're angry with him," She turned to walk away, but Mumbo sped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. 

"Just leave me alone," She said, showing a bit more of her annoyance. 

"Look, I can just ask him to come here and apologize-"

"I'M FINE MUMBO!" yelled Stress, clenching her fists as plant-like vines started growing out of the ground. 

"Alright, alright...I'll just go now..." Mumbo said, startled. He sped off, towards where Grian and Iskall were. 

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"Hey Mumbo, got anything?" Iskall asked, as Mumbo came back. Grian was now lying on the ground, panting. 

"Nope, I think she got even more angry."

"You didn't tell her, did you?"

"Well, I didn't tell her but she figured it out," 

Iskall sighed, and continued to watch Grian. He was now sitting up, experimenting more with his powers. 

"You know, I felt really weird when I was around her," Mumbo started, "I know you probably won't believe me if I told you,"

"What happened?" Iskall asked, curious.

"Well, it seemed like the plants around me were angry with me too," Mumbo said, "Like they were closing in on me basically."

"Really? That happened to me too," Iskall said casually. 

"Oh..." Mumbo sighed, "That's so weird..."

"Yeah..."

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It was dark, and both Iskall and Mumbo left back to their bases. Grian was still outside, although he was lying on the ground again, thinking about his powers. The moon was high in the sky, meaning it was midnight. I should probably go inside, Grian thought, as he sat up. He got up, and started to walk towards his house. Suddenly, everything got cold. Freezing cold.

"What the..." Grian muttered, seeing his breath. He shivered, and turned around. He thought he saw something, in the shadows of the trees. He backed into his house, reaching for his sword. 

"W-who's there?" He asked, raising up the sword. It got even colder, and it felt as if ice was forming on his skin. His hands and feet grew numb, from how cold it was. Ice started to form on the grass and wood floor, as well as the leaves and trees around him. He stood there, in his doorway, scared of the sudden change of climate. 

"What a nice house you've got here!" said an icy voice behind him. He spun around, his sword still held high. He saw a tall figure, dressed in a crimson coat, with white fur at the ends. 

"Who are you, and why the heck are you in my house??" Grian asked, even more panicked. 

"Oh! Of course! It was rude of me to barge in. I'm Snowfall, the better half of Etho," The figure said, bowing slightly. "I actually came here for your help!" Grian was immediately suspicious of him, and kept his sword ready. 

"And why do you think I would help you?" Grian asked. Snowfall frowned. 

"You know, I thought you were nicer than this." He stretched out his hand. "I guess I have to make you help me," Ice was forming out of his hand, and carved itself into the shape of a huge hammer. He smirked.

"Hammers are fun, so lets knock you out in a fun way."

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