Broken (discontinued till further notice)

Chapter 12

Well that was an eventful morning to say the least.
Granted Grian knew he had given Mumbo full reign on how to wake him up, but he thought that he would at least take into account the fact that he had magic.
There is a reason Grian is always the one who does the pranks.
Magic + jump scares/pranks = someone getting hurt.
And sadly Mumbo was the first to figure it out. At least everyone else got a laugh out of it. Mumbo respawned in his room at the mansion and trudged down the stairs grumbling as Tango and X could be heard cackling from the library. Grian followed not long after, quickly finding a way to calm his magic down and getting ready for the day.
Luckily for everyone in the mansion the noise that Mumbo's contraption made was loud enough to wake up EVERYONE.

Yeah Mumbo was not having a good day.

No one wakes up False.

She can and will kill you.
As proven by the death chat announcements.

'Mumbo was slain by FalseSymmetry'
'Mumbo was slain by FalseSymmetry'
'Mumbo was slain by FalseSymmetry'
'Mumbo was slain by FalseSymmetry'

Oh watchers. Grian couldn't stop laughing. He was in tears when False finally decided to ease up and stop killing Mumbo constantly.

Fortunately for the moustached man the rest of the morning was rather uneventful. The hermits sat at the table eating chocolate chip pancakes, thanks to Grian, who could surprisingly cook really well.
Who would have thought.

"So X, Grian, you two ready for the meeting?" False asked once she had finished eating.

"Honestly no. I don't know how everyone will react, it may be good, or it may be bad, I don't know. That's the bit that worries me."

"Same here. I get why X would be scared, he's the admin, he's meant to protect everyone but if they stop listening to him then there is only so much he can do."

"What about you?"

"I don't know. Of course I'm scared, I mean I'm telling everyone that I'm a watcher. A flipping watcher! I just- I just don't want them to treat me any differently." Grian put his head on the table and placed his arms over the top of his head. "I don't want to lose my friends because of my status."
The others were quiet now. They knew that Grian was bound to have been worried but they didn't know just how worried he was.
"Grian."
He looked up at Doc.
"No one here judged you when you told us did we?"
"No..."
"So then why would the others?"
"..."
"The only thing I think would change is that people might take your warnings about things, especially explosives, a bit more seriously."
"I guess. Wait. What do you mean especially explosives?"
Mumbo started to chuckle next to him.
"I mean common Grian, no one can beat you when it comes to anything involving explosives. I mean sure Tango is a runner up but still."
"It's true, you definitely have me beat with explosives. Even when it requires redstone. And you're so bad with redstone."
"Okay. I know I'm bad with redstone but you don't have to be mean about it."
"Of course we have to, we're your friends"
"Well then maybe I don't want friends."
"Fine"
"Fine"
"Fine"
"Fine"

The two inhumans devolved into a fit of laughs as the other residents of the table soon joined in.
It was good morning. Grian was just glad that his friends were there to help calm him down before everything kicked off later on.
"Okay so quick question Grian?" False asked shortly after everyone had calmed down again. Grian hummed in response.
"So you said that you knew how to fight right?"
"Yeah?"
"How good are you?"
"You mean how good am I at fighting?"
"Yeah."
"Umm. I don't know. I mean I've never gone all out accept with other watchers, and even then I always hold back at least a little. Why?"
"I was just curious, we know why you're good at flying and magic, be it potions or enchantments, I mean seriously how are you always so lucky with enchantments? Wait."
Grian giggled a little under his breath.
"Do you manipulate the code to get better enchants?!"

Grain started laughing again. "How did you guys not see that connection sooner!?"

He couldn't stop laughing. These guys were only just realising how often he used his magic.

"How else would you explain how I ALWAYS know recipes for potions or crafting without having to look? Or how I ALWAYS know where people are? Or, I don't know, how I'm ALWAYS able to tell when someone is trying to prank me or sneak up on me?"

"You use your magic that often?"

"Eh. It's not optional. I mean I'm this servers watcher, I always know where everyone is so I know what's happening and if I need to interfere. That's just natural. As for the crafting stuff? Yeah, crafting was engraved into my skull during training. If you didn't know how to craft something then you would have to get the materials by hand and craft the item 100 times. No one ever forgot a recipe after their first mistake..."
Grian shuddered. He had to craft 100 observers, 100 pistons, 100 anvils, 100 repeaters and 100 comparators.

Never again...

"It was fun though! I never got the hang of redstone as you can tell, but I did excel in both flying and magic. Those two are my stronger suits."
"Yeah, getting struck by black flames is not fun." Mumbo mumbled next to him.
"Wait... black flames?"
"Yeah. They were black, why?"
There was a brief moment where mind stopped working.
"Nothing... nothing. It's probably to do with what's happening to me right now."
"What do you mean?"

"What I mean, is that watcher magic is usually purple, and now apparently my magic is black when I'm not focusing on it."
"That's pretty cool if you ask me."
"What?"
"Your magic changing colours, it's cool. Soon you'll be a rainbow!"

"No!"
"No!!"
Grian and Tango both shouted out.

"Whoa what's wrong with that?"

"Look. Mumbo. Magic has different colours depending on what you are linked to. Watcher magic is purple, glitch magic is usually white with hints as to what the glitch is. Redstone glitches like Etho have white magic with flakes of red. But to have a solid colour means that your magic has a VERY strong connection.
I would never. And I mean NEVER. Want to have solid green magic. Or even solid pink.
No. Just no. Not happening. Ever."

"What is green or pink?"

"Pink is lust, not just sexual though, it could be blood lust or whatever. And green... yeah let's not talk about green."

The conversation was dropped shortly after and soon enough everyone had finished eating.
"It's nearly 10:00" X said as everyone sat in the library.
"Yeah. The meeting starts soon."
"Are you ready?"
"I should be asking you that."
"But are you?"
"Yeah I am. You?"
"As ready as I can be."
With that the hermits set off to meet at the mayor building.

Let's get this over with then.

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