Grian Oneshots

48 ~ Healing 2/2

Grian felt a stab of pain as he watched Mumbo walk away. He knew he was right in what he did. Had it been him in place of Mumbo's friend, he would want Mumbo to return safely and without too much time passing.

It just hurt, and he didn't know why.

He reached for one of the health potions, and drank it, hoping it would help. He was suprised when it didn't.

Why was he in pain?

...

Two years had passed.

Grian had traveled outside the forest to maybe find a new person to be around, instead of just his animals. He hadn't found anyone who matched Mumbo though.

He'd bought books to learn about life outside his forest, and felt happy when he learned knew things. It resulted in him trying new things, and wanting to learn more.

Grian sat against the tree as he read the book. This one wasn't real, which the person had said multiple times, but Grian just wished it was. It was about someone of great power, labeled an 'Admin', who fought against people of greater power, 'Watchers', and came out on top.

He heard footsteps, and looked up, reaching for the sword that laid near him. He thought it was a mob.

A hybrid looked back at him, slightly confused. Grian was still nervous, because it was a Creeper cyborg Hybrid, but placed the book down and stood up, holding the sword.

"Yes?" Grian asked, slightly confused.

"Um, hi I'm Doc, I'm looking for a black haired man with a mustache named Mumbo." Doc said, not seeing the pain that flashed through Grian's body. "He left another friend of ours about 20 minutes ago and we haven't been able to find him."

Grian was concerned. Mumbo was missing? At least he'd gotten back to his friends, but he'd returned and was missing.

"I haven't seen him, no. But I'll help you look." Grian said, trying to smile to the creeper Hybrid.

"Okay, uh I'll go this way and look for him, you check your base to see if he wandered over there." Doc said, nervousness in his voice.

Grian nodded, and walked towards his house, putting his sword in its sheath. Mumbo had taught him how to make swords the few days before Grian was forcing him to leave.

"Mumbo!" Grian called out, walking around the farm.

After no response, he decided to just look while flying. It was easier for Grian to fly after all.

Twenty minutes of nothing passed, and Grian decided to land at his house to get some torches. Nightfall was going to arrive soon.

Opening the door, he felt both happiness and slight anger as he looked at the man in his house.

Mumbo turned to look at him.

"Grian-" Mumbo said, before getting hugged by him.

Mumbo was slightly nervous, but hugged his friend back. Grian was still shorter than Mumbo, but neither really cared.

They hugged for a few minutes, before they heard a knock on the door.

"Are we interrupting something?" Grian heard the voice from before say.

Grian shook his head and let go before smiling to the creeper hybrid. What was his name again?

A cyborg hybrid stood next to the creeper Hybrid, along with a few others.

"Hey guys..." Mumbo said, reluctantly.

"What were you thinking? You scared us, Mumbo." A man with a helmet and armor said, the visor purple. "And who is this?"