Hunted | A HermitCraft AU

Spoon time with Mumbo

Climbing out of his hole in the ground, Mumbo glanced up at his sphere framework, frowning slightly. He'd been working on it for ages, and it didn't look quite right to him. He wasn't, however, much of a builder and honestly had no way to know how to fix it.

Staring at it for a little longer, Mumbo frowned, trying to see what was wrong with it. Was it squashed? Stretched? Was it the perfect dimentions for what he wanted to build?

Mumbo wasn't too sure.

Either way, Xisuma had summoned everyone (at least, most of the Hermits) to the shopping district. Something about a new arrival?

Mumbo wasn't sure. He'd not really been paying attention if he were completely honest.

Smoothing his suit out with his hands, Mumbo grimaced slightly, noticing the red speckled dust now patchily covering the front of his suit. Mumbo should really stop doing redstone work right before he was supposed to meet somewhere with someone, but he'd lost track of the time, and one thing had lead to another which ended up disadvantaging Mumbo.

There wasn't any time for Mumbo to clean himelf up though. He needed to get to the shopping district before Doc killed him for being late.

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Climbing out of his boat, Mumbo was quick to find where the other Hermits were gathered, slipping into the crowd without much of a second thought. He looked around before he spotted Iskall and Stress, quickly walking over to them. He may have been on the HermitCraft servers since season 2, but that didn't mean that Iskall wasn't one of his current closest friends.

Fortunately for the other Hermits, Iskall had been ejected from the middle of the crowd and was towards the back, which meant that Mumbo wouldn't be blocking their vision. During the last season 5 meeting, Mumbo had made the mistake of standing towards the front.

Cleo hadn't let him forget his mistake for a grand total of half a year.

Mumbo had refused to stand near the front of a crowd ever since.

Paying more attention to the front of the crowd, Mumbo could see Xisuma approaching, a rather petite figure trailing behind him. The wheat gold hair of the figure bounced as the figure walked closer, Mumbo able to make out a spring in the unfamiliar persons step.

He could have sworn he could recognise the unfamiliar person, though he wasn't sure where he knew them from.

Oh well. Mumbo would figure it out eventually, wouldn't he?

"Everyone? May I call for your attention?" Xisuma called for everyone, Mumbo snapping to attention. He stared at where Xisuma was standing on a hastily built platform of wooden stabs, raising Xisuma so he was ever so slightly taller than the rest of the crowd; including Mumbo.

"After a rather interesting encounter, which will not be disclosed, I've decided to invite a new player to HermitCraft. Everyone, please give a very warm welcome to Grian!" Xisuma guestured to the figure who'd stepped up onto the platform, the man in question just looking around nervously.

Mumbo may be oblivious, but even he could tell that Grian was intimidated, probably by the large crowd and oh my word, Mumbo knew exactly who Grian was.

They'd been friends throughout childhood until Grian's parents had decided to leave the server that the pair had been raised on. Something like that at least. Mumbo wasn't too sure on it. Either way, he'd missed Grian since the day that grian had left, and he'd not exactly forgotten Grian. He'd just... let Grian's existence slip his mind for a bit.