[DISCONTINUED]Meant to Watch || Last Life SMP

10

a break from the main story for fluffly filler chapter, forgive me for not posting recently- and big warning-

theres shippylike content in this chapter, but I personally do not ship any characters mentioned.

"Grian calm down. Its only been a few months, you don't need to code every day. Stay in Hermitcraft today, save Last Life for another time." Mumbo said, grabbing Grian's arm before his friend could go through the portal to Last Life. "Please. Its Christmas." Grian tried to pull himself away from the teller man,

"I'll be back before the party."

"We know thats not true." Mumbo responded, "and I'm not letting you come back injured again, what's happening?!" the smaller blonde finally got out of his friends grip only to be bear hugged by the other.

"I'm fine Mumbo! I need to finish this! Martyn said not to agree with everything and I don't agree with this! Let go!" Grian struggled, but Mumbo had pinned his arms to his sides. The redstoner hauled the builder away from the portal, his feet only getting brutally stomped on a few times as they went.

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(later, that night.)

Soon Grian had been forced into his Christmas sweater and scarf, Mumbo wore his own matching outfit. Mumbo dragged Grian across the snow towards the evil emporium, where the party was being held. They were greeted by Scar at the door, the newcomer laughed upon seeing the marching sweaters.

"They're perfect." Scar said after his bout of laughter. "Why do you look so down Grian?" he asked, Grian just shoved past him into the build. Mumbo murmured an apology to Scar and followed Grian, who had immediately gone to the refreshments table, of course. Mumbo grabbed a cookie as he passed a plate of them, they were all shaped as Christmas trees. He bit it as he walked up to Grian, who was holding a glass of not child drink.

"Grian-" Mumbo quickly swapped the items they were holding, handing Grian the cookie and prying the cup out of his hands. He put the cup on the table beside them, picking it up again and holding it out of Grian's reach as the other tried to grab it. "I've never seen you like this, Grian. And I know you don't deal well after just one glass of this. Remember last season?" The shorter friend muttered something that Mumbo didn't catch as a song started playing.

Mumbo sighed and handed the glass off to Iskall, who'd happened to walk by at the right moment, Iskall raised his eyebrows, glancing between Mumbo and Grian, then smiled one of those teasing smiles and slipped away into the mix of Hermits. Mumbo rolled his eyes, which immediately caught on Iskall who had turned back around to look at them. He ignored his and Grians nosy friend and waited for Grian to finish his cookie, which he was eating very slowly.

Mumbo turned to glare at Iskall who'd gotten Stress to watch beside him. When he turned back to Grian he realized that his friend was gone. Mumbo saw him slip outside and followed.

"Grian..?" he looked around, half expecting the other to be halfway to the portal already, but Grian was leaned against the building. Mumbo walked over to him and stood beside him. After standing in the cold for a while, Grian shifted to stand closer to Mumbo, in return Mumbo put an arm around him. The blonde cuddled into his friend, likely trying to steal his warmth and Mumbo smiled, taking one of Grian's hands and pulling him towards the door.

"C'mon dude, it'll be warm inside!" Grian nodded, letting himself be pulled to the door. Mumbo opened said door and shoved Grian inside first. Grian immediately slipped past Impulse and Tango, who were talking about redstone as far as Mumbo could hear as he shuffled past, murmuring an apology. He found Grian back where they started and again took the nono drink. "I thought we were over this-" he sighed, again lifting it as Grian reached to grab it.

In a few seconds, Mumbo had made a plan; he put the cup on the table beside them, taken Grian's outstretched hand and grabbed his friend's waist. Grian glanced up at him feeling utterly trapped and trying to hide his little attempts to escape. He placed his hand gingerly on Mumbo's shoulder. Mumbo shifted them away from the table after bringing his other arm down to wrap around Grian's waist. Grian responded by sighing and putting his hand on Mumbo's arm, he matched Mumbo's movements and steps as if they actually knew what they were doing and actually knew how to dance, only glancing at the table once, to see Iskall, Stress and Pearl all watching them.

Soon they'd gathered a crowd of baffled Hermits who didn't understand how the two braincell-less dudes knew how to dance, Mumbo was fine with this, while Grian was panicking, his panic only grew as a slower song came on. He glared at Mumbo, who smiled at him.

"Take this as a lesson, Grian. You can't get rid of me." Grian opened his mouth to say something but the words were drowned out by the Hermits cheering when the song ended. Mumbo pulled Grian into a hug as the Hermits began to mingle again, some walking over to the two friends, Iskall specifically walked over to them to suspiciously mention the music and Mumbo rolled his eyes.

"You guys got so excited over a slow dance- have you never seen one before?" Grian asked after finishing his fuming from not being heard earlier.

"Well- not really?" Iskall shrugged and walked away. Now that the two were alone(accepting the fact that they're in a crowded room), Grian glared at Mumbo, who responded by patting Grian's head, that only made waffle boy angrier and he finally pulled away from Mumbo and stormed outside. At this point, glances were being shot at the flabbergasted mustached man, who now stood awkwardly alone.

Mumbo didn't meet anyones eyes, he went to the table and grabbed two cookies, then followed Grian back outside. Mumbo grabbed Grian by the arm as the other pulled out rockets, he'd already put on his elytra.

"Grian what's wrong?" he asked and Grian turned to him, eyeing the cookies. Mumbo handed one to the shorter friend and awaited his answer.

"I have things to get done, I can't be messing around here." Mumbo shook his head.

"I'll help you work on it tomorrow, we can make up for lost time. Please come back inside, you're always the light of the party." Grian sighed, then smiled, biting the cookie, then hugging Mumbo.

"Fine, lets go." he said and turned towards the door, he glared at the three faces peeking outside, Pearl, Iskall, and Stress. The three ducked away immediately and Mumbo put an arm around his friend as they walked inside, Grian making a really bad pun as they did.

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