Taken By The Rift?~Hermitcraft

Chapter 43

~3rd POV~

"You two need to go to bed!" Stress grumbled as she attempted to drag the struggling blonde, but to no actual avail.

"You're not my mum!" Tango yelped as he jumped over the dazed Impulse who had curled himself up onto the desk a while ago.

"I might as well be!" Stress growled, finally catching the red eyed gremlin.

"Awwww!" Tango mumbled as Stress placed him down on the floor.

"Your arm still hasn't healed fully yet, you need to give it time and rest!" Stress sighed as she turned back to the other male.

"It's been like a week already!" Tango moped as he watched his friend attempt to get the brunette.

"Exactly! You haven't let your arm rest once! And you've kept poor Impulse awake!" Stress explained, her voice reminded the other of someone who was telling a 3 year old off.

"Hmph."

"Impulse luv... do you wanna come and hop into bed for me? I haven't seen you actually sleep in like a month... it's getting kinda worrying." Stress whispered as she shook the brunette, though she simply got a few grumbles in return.

"Good luck!" Tango laughed as he attempted to leave the room, though he toppled over his own aching legs that had finally given in after weeks of constant use.

"Notch damnit you two...." Stress sighed inevitably ending up calling for help.

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"This is... something." False mumbled as she looked at the two hermits.

"Just help me up already... please?" Tango grumbled into the wooden floor boards of the small office they had claimed, in reality it was actually Xisuma's... but that's not today's problem.

"Sure buddy." False laughed as she scooped the man up bridal style off the floor." You already couldn't use one of your arms, now you've warn out both your legs? Seriously Tango?" False sighed as she carried the other to one of the beds in the corner.

"Hmph."

"What's the bet we can get him to a bed?" Stress questioned, reminding False of the other.

"Zero. But I have an idea." False muttered as she scurried off down the hall, only to return with a transportable wheelchair.

"That is... actually the best idea we have, let's go." Stress sighed as she ushered the other over to try.

"Let's hope this works?"

"If it doesn't we can just get a bunch of the other's to try."

"That might work."

"Let's try this then...."

~Hypixel POV~

"He's awake!" Gamester announced as he realised I wasn't going to.

"Wait who-"

"Iskall." I stated, though I didn't exactly expect the absolute outburst of people yelling and running.

"Huh I guess they're off...." Gamester shrugged, turning back to look at me.

"The poor bugger." I laughed.

"Hey... um... is he really awake?" A ravenette questioned from behind me, his stance was small and low, quite contradicting to the sheer height of the man.

"Um... yeah?" I responded awkwardly, but his eyes seemed to light up in an instant, his entire demeanour changing at a single word.

"Th-thank you!" He exclaimed, much louder than before.

"These people make me feel really depressed man." Gamester mumbled as the ravenette wondered off after the large crowd.

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Sorry for not posting yesterday, I had my final two exams of the semester and I wasn't really in the mood to do anything after.

But I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I still don't have a name for the castle sieging team, but always remember. God has favourites, and those favourites always fucking survive.

Always remember where you are. The main character holds no plot armour. Remember that.

Now onwards, into the final saga of this tale.

~Word Count:640~