Steel Blood - A Hermitcraft fanfiction

1: a new hermit

NPC Grian joined the game. 

Why was he here?

Why was he here?

WHY WAS HE HERE?!

Grian paced the grass beside the G-train. How was NPG here? What had happened? Why had he turned up? And why had he chosen now?! He couldn't let any of the other hermits know. So he did the only thing he could think of. 

Spam chat.

Grian: SCAR.

Grian: SCAR.

Grian: SCAR.

Grian: HELP ME.

Grian: MY BASE. 

Grian: MY STARTER BASE

Grian: NOW.

GoodtimewithScar: ?

Grian: PLEASE.

Grian: I NEED ASSISTANCE

GoodtimewithScar: alright? 

GoodtimewithScar: I'm coming. 

Grian relaxed. No one would know. He glided over to his starter base, entering, calmer than he was five seconds before. 

And then he noticed who was there. 

'WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUILD A RUSTIC HOUSE?'

'Uhh... no?' Grian backed quickly out of his house, closing the door behind, panting, leaning on it. Stopping him from escaping. It would be fine. It would be fine. It would be-

'Grian? What did you want?' 

SCAR. 

Crap. 

Crap.

Think, brain. 

Think.

'Uhh... don't worry! I sorted it out!' 

'Ok?'

'In fact, it's a nice day today isn't it.' Scar looked up at the sky, just as thunder growled and it began raining. 'Well, it was. Five seconds ago. Would you like to hang out with me?'

'Grian, is something wrong?'

'No! Nothing's wrong! I want to hang out with you. Because you're my friend.'

'Yes, but I know you're hiding something.' Scar tried to push his way into the house. Grian got in the way.

'Hey, how's Jellie doing? Should we hang out with her? Or maybe it's time for a Boatem meeting. Should we call the others over now?'

'Grian! Calm down! I know you're hiding something! Just tell me what it is!'

'WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUILD A RUSTIC HOUSE?'

'What?!'

'Would you like to build a rustic house!' Grian pretended to repeat. 'We could have a building contest! Now! Away from here!' 

'Alright.' Scar stepped away. 

'Uhh... I have a Jellie cat!'

'What?'

'I have a jellie cat! For you!' 

'Really?'

'Yeah! I'll... show you!' Grian flew off, and to his relief Scar followed. As the two soared off to no one knew where, the winged hermit thought, planning desperately what he was going to do. How we was going to tell Scar that he didn't have a Jellie cat, and they were flying to nowhere.