our world

new world

hi! im jett. i keep thinking about cute scenarios so here i am! i love the little things in stories and my favourite color is ruby red. i hope you enjoy my attempt at writing.

  Mumbo has been falling for quite some time now, patiently waiting for the terrain to generate. Today, he has created a brand new survival world. A world to get away from the chaos of Hermitcraft, a place where he could relax on his free time alone, to work on things at his own pace...

  He grunts as he finally feels the ground below him. The rising sunlight pierced through his eyelids and he felt the newly generated grass prickling his back. Opening his eyes, he looks around as the chunks loaded around him. He was surrounded by tall oak trees. He had spawned in a forest!

  He begins to look for something in the ground; the communicator he spawned with dropped several blocks away from him. Picking it up, he wiped the watch's screen on his sleeve and swiftly put it on when it buzzed. Nearly dropping it again, he takes a look at the screen:

  'Grian joined the game'

  Several blocks away, Grian lands on his feet with a painless thud, catching his falling communicator after him. While putting it on, he turns to find Mumbo. "New worlds, huh?" He smiles at him.

  "Haha, yeah. Welcome!" Mumbo replies, smiling back. He thought it would be a wonderful idea to bring Grian along with him so he wouldn't be alone. A place where he could escape and hang out with his best friend, oh how calm and chill this will be!

  ...

  Oh how stressful! Grian thinks. He turns away from Mumbo with his face considerably redder than before. The realization of him and Mumbo , his best friend he has a bit of a crush on, being the only two people in this entire world has only hit him. Not before logging on today, or not even when Mumbo proposed the idea to him! How will he ever keep his hands to himself?

  Grian takes a deep breath, "Glad to be here!" Grian replies. His worry abruptly disappears when he gets distracted by a huge snowy mountain in the distance. "Mumbo look!" He exclaims, pointing at the mountain. 

  Mumbo turns and looks up at the mountain. His eyebrows raise in surprise. "That's some 1.18 world generation, huh."

  Grian hums in agreement. They spend a good quiet moment admiring the phenomenal size of this chunk of land.

  ...

  "Let's climb it." Grian says abruptly.

  "Right now?" Mumbo asks. He was just about to walk away and punch a tree.

  "Yeah, come on, let's go right now." Grian persuades him. He grabs Mumbo's wrists and begins to run towards the big mountain. Mumbo laughs, letting the shorter drag him along:)

  Grian's grin widened with his back turned to Mumbo. As he slows down, his hand slides from Mumbo's wrist to grip his hands instead. What he didn't expect was that Mumbo would hold his hands too. Rather relieved, Grian gives the bigger hand a little squeeze. Although, almost tripping when his heart skips a beat from Mumbo giving him two squeezes back.

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