Fantasy Grumbo

Chapter Five

(~Hours Later~)

It was near the break of dawn when the strange creatures that flew among the skies slowly disappeared from view.

Mumbo had fallen asleep long before as Grian was still awake, sitting against the tree they hid under as he held Mumbo's hand.

"That's really interesting..." Grian whispered to himself while studying their hands.

Mumbo stirred a bit and looked at Grian through one eye, he was still very sleepy. "Hm?"

Grian made eye contact with Mumbo. "I've never held someone's hand before..."

Mumbo hummed and closed his eyes to go back to sleep, before opening them again. "Wait....what did you say?" He asked.

Grian stopped looking at their hands and looked back at Mumbo once more. "I've never held someone's hand before?" He repeated.

"That....sounds a bit strange. Didn't you say you were getting married before we ended up here?" Mumbo questioned, finding this suspicious.

Grian blushed and looked away slightly. "W-well yes....but I didn't know her..."

Mumbo sat up from the tree. "You were going to marry a girl you didn't know?! Dude that's weird!" He told him.

Grian glanced at him. "Not to the people where I am from. We marry those who are higher power than us for status. But there is no intimacy between those who we are marrying." He told him as he got up and stretched a bit.

Mumbo watched. "So basically an arranged marriage?" He asked.

Grian nodded. "Exactly. We should probably start our day now. I don't wanna sleep under a tree again."

Mumbo nodded and stood up. "Same. I think I slept on a root all night." He whined a bit.

Grian laughed in amusement.

"So, who wants what task?" Mumbo asked.

Grian hummed in thought for a moment. "You get the food and water while I build a shelter?" He suggested.

Mumbo smiled. "Deal! Just don't make a birds nest!" He teased while walking off to do his task.

Grian rolled his eyes playfully and got to work.

(~Afternoon~)

Mumbo came back with some food and water as Grian was making a makeshift tent between two trees.

Mumbo put the food and water down as he watched Grian. "So Grian..." He started.

Grian looked over at Mumbo as he smiled. "Mumbo! You're back."

Mumbo smiled. "Yes I am in one piece too, but I have a question for you." He said.

Grian focused on tying some branches together. "What is it?"

"What is your home like?" Mumbo asked.

Grian paused for a moment before going back to what he was working on. "O-oh....my home....well it really isn't anything special..."

Mumbo tilted his head. "I bet it is great" He encouraged him.

Grian smiled a bit. "It is.....open skies, fluffy clouds. Most of us just spend out time flying around. We don't have to worry about a thing up there."

"Really... It would be so interesting to fly." Mumbo listened in interest.

Grian rubbed the back of his neck a bit. "Yeah...but it gets kinda lonely...." He told him.

"Does it?? Why?" He questioned.

"I...." Grian looked down. "I don't know.....I can't remember why I felt alone sometimes....." He muttered slightly.

Mumbo smiled a bit. "Well here.. you aren't alone. Doesn't that seem nice?"

Grian looked at Mumbo and smiled. "Yeah...it's really nice..."

Mumbo hummed. "One more question." He said.

"What is it??" Grian asked.

"Why are your eyes glowing purple." He pointed out.

End of chapter five! This one ends on a bit of a cliff hanger. But I am dropping some hints to a bigger picture so I wonder if anyone will catch on?

See ya in the next one!
-Ary

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