Hermitcraft / DreamSMP Crossover

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I am so very sorry that this chapter took as long as it did. I'm way behind on my school work and I don't exactly have a lot of free time to write, or time to myself in general since my work hours are weird.

For the people who've been waiting, I apologize once again and I hope to keep a better track of this story. Now, on to the adventure!

{ Chapter 8 }

Iskall hadn't been in the air for very long, rocketing towards Xisuma's base. They were panicking to put it simply. They didn't know what to do about the messages they'd only recently gotten from Grian. Why had they only now received them? Why didn't they get them when they were sent? Why were they in Galactic- and for only a few brief moments?

"Hey! Iskall!"

The swede was snapped out of their thoughts by the sudden sound of their friend calling their name, and rockets. Many rockets. Mumbo flew up to match Iskall's height and gave a small shaky wave. Mumbo nervously fiddled with his suit and rockets as the two flew towards the Admin's base.

"So, what's so urgent-  What'd you find?"

Mumbo tried to break the slightly awkward silence (it was silent aside from the wind and rockets) between the two of them, almost stumbling over his words in the process. Iskall pulled out their communicator and carefully handed it to the suit-wearing Hermit as they flew. Mumbo looked at the device weirdly before turning his confusion towards the swede.

"What?"

"Look at the most recent messages, aside from what I sent to you."  They explained.

Mumbo "Oh"d and taped the screen. He was quiet again as he read through the messages. He wasn't really sure what to make of it- I mean, how would a supped-up nether portal send someone to a different server? And how would they get Grian BACK from said other server?

"What're we going to do? I mean, yeah, tell X probably, but aside from that?"

Mumbo hesitantly spoke up as they flew, the Admin's base now in sight. Iskall sighed and gave Mumbo an unsure look and a shrug.

"I dunno man.. But let's just tell him so we can figure this out and get our friend back, yeah?" Iskall responded.

Mumbo nodded in return. They both fired some rockets for an extra boost towards Xisuma's base. Mumbo semi-carefully landed on the ground of the prismarine base while Iskall flew around a bit more to try and find Xisuma. X was sitting leaning against some shulker boxes with his Admin controls up and seemingly didn't notice when the Architechs approached because he didn't react to them. Mumbo cleared his throat loudly and Xisuma jumped slightly in surprise. He chuckled nervously and put the screens down, stood up, and dusted himself off.

"Hey you two, everything alright?"

They both could hear the tiredness in his voice but decided to leave it be for now. Iskall passed their communicator to Xisuma and the Admin gave them a confused look. He took the communicator and read it quietly while the other two waited. Xisuma sighed heavily after a few moments and swiftly handed the device back to Iskall.