Broken (discontinued till further notice)

Chapter 11

To say Grian was nervous would be an understatement.
He was terrified.
Every player in existence knew that the watchers existed and knew what they did. Almost everyone saw watchers as higher beings , sometime as royalty and even sometimes as Gods. He didn't want that. He didn't want his friends opinions on him to change. He wanted to continue being the carefree, fun, loving and goofy Grian he had been since he joined hermitcraft.

Would it change?
Would they treat him differently?
Would they be scared?
Would they hate him?

So many questions ran through his head as he sat there and ate with his friends.
"Yo Grian, you alright mate?" Mumbo said as he put a hand on Grian's shoulder. Grian let out a sigh.
"What if they all treat me differently?" He said quietly
"Who?"
"Everyone. All my friends. What if they stop treating me like a friend and more like a guardian. I-I know that that's what I am but I don't want them to treat me any different."
Mumbo let out a sigh. He though this might be the case.
"Grian. Did any of us treat you different?"
"...no"
"Are any of us scared of you?"
"I don't think so"
"The answer is no, but still. What makes you think that they will react any differently then what we did?"
"I don't know. You're my best friend, Tango already knew, Etho Doc and X are glitches and False is well, False. Not everyone on the server will understand the same way you all did."
"And what's to say they will react badly?"
"I don't know"
"Look Grian, we won't know how they will react until we tell everyone. So until then, chin up, eat your food, get some sleep, and keep all those negative thought out of your head alright?"
Grian chuckled "yeah, alright... hey Mumbo?"
"Hm?"
"Can I have a hug?"
Mumbo didn't say anything. He just pulled his friend into a big hug as Grian wrapped his wings around the two of them. He liked those sort of hugs. They were warm.
It helped that Grian's wings where extremely soft too. Made it very comfortable.

The rest of dinner was filled with a lot of laughs and a little bit of mocking coming from Tango surprisingly. Granted it WAS aimed at Grian, but still, who knew he had it in him. So when it came time for all of them to get some sleep Grian didn't hesitate to let them stay at the mansion for the night. They all agreed as it had been raining since Tango got there, he had just missed the rain.
And no one protested when Grian said he was going to retire for the night, watchers knows he needed the sleep, but Mumbo did promise to wake him up if he was going to be late for the meeting in the morning. Grian was thankful for that, he wouldn't admit it but he knew he wouldn't be able to wake up without someone forcing him out of bed.
So as he left the room he called back to Mumbo and said a simple phrase that apparently sparked Mumbo's inner little shit. A simple two words that Grian would regret the next morning.

"Good luck."

He shouldn't have said that.

He should NOT have said that...

And if Mumbo's grin held any indication, he also knew that Grian had messed up. He just gave him full reign to do ANYTHING in order to get him out of bed.

Everyone still at the table shivered.

They knew what was coming and they did not want to be witness to any of it.

This was gonna be fun...

It was silent right now. A few of the hermits were awake, more specially X, Tango and Mumbo. The former two were sitting in the library talking to each other, Tango with a tea and X with a coffee. A very STRONG coffee.
The latter on the other hand, was currently in Grian's room. It never hurt a man to be prepared.
Well.
It might hurt Grian's pride but that was about it.
All it was was a simple redstone machine that would made a loud noise, push Grian off of his bed and then trap him under two pistons. All in a manner of seconds, and Mumbo would be there to record it all.

It was perfect!

It was not perfect...

Mumbo had made the machine and everything perfectly, but unfortunately he forgot to take into account one tiny little mistake.

Grian was a WATCHER.

Watchers were meticulously trained in PvP, parkour and magic.
Putting it simply they had VERY fast reflexes and magic to help back them up should they need...

Let's just say, the sound woke Grian up. But it also startled him a bit TOO much.

'Mumbo was slain by Grian using magic'

Yeah it did not end well.

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Hey guys I just wanted to say I will be taking a short break from writing this story. My school work load had increased quite a bit and I have found that I have writers and art block. I'm sorry for any inconvenience, I will also be halting on my other story too.
Again I will make sure to be back as soon as possible.