SLEEPY TIME

Scar knocked on Grian's house door. His hand hesitated for a second, before he shook it away. He was allowed to be here. Still, sometimes he had to remind himself that he could just pop by to Mumbo's or Grian's bases just because he wanted to, and they could do the same to him. He smiled at the thought, still standing in front of Grian's door.

"Oh right," he giggled and finally knocked on the door with a few sure raps.

From somewhere inside Scar heard a faint, "Come in!"

He opened the door and stepped inside. The comfort of the building surrounded him. It was so nice to be in such a cozy build. The house had so much of Grian's personality strewn throughout it. "G?" Scar called. The house wasn't too big, at least, not big enough for Scar to have a hard time finding the other hermit.

"Oh! Scar?" Grian's voice got closer.

"Yep! It's me," Scar laughed, waiting for Grian to appear from a random hidey hole.

"What are you doing here?" Grian smiled as he unexpectedly bounced down the stairs, "Hug?" Grian asked before Scar could answer the previous question.

"Yeah," Scar nodded and smiled. He let the shorter man glom onto him as they stood in the foyer of Grian's base. Grain was warm, as always. He wrapped his large wings around the two. Hugs with Grian were the best hugs, in Scar's opinion.

"So? How are you? It's been a bit since we've seen each other," Grian paused.

Scar chuckled, "I've been okay. Harvesting blocks, mining, building, the usual. I wanted to ask you-" Grian leaned back from the hug, tilting his head slightly to look at the other, "If you wouldn't mind accompanying me to the Nether,"

"Oh I'd love to!" Grian chirped happily. He squeezed Scar a final time before releasing him and going upstairs, beckoning Scar to follow. He followed Grian upstairs to see, in true Hermitcraft fashion, a giant pile of shulker boxes in front of him. "This is what I was doing before you came over. I just need to find my pickaxe and we're set. Wanna help me look?" he side eyed the giant pile next to him.

Scar laughed, and opened the nearest box, searching through it for Grian's pickaxe. Grian giggled at Scar's enthusiasm and followed suit, opening a bright lime box in front of them.

"Oh, and searched through boxes go over there," Grain pointed to a tiny pile of boxes pushed up against the wall. Scar nodded.

The two searched for a few minutes, but paused as they heard rockets go off in the distance, and there was a soft "oomph" as someone landed outside Grian's house. Grian and Scar looked at each other, looked at each other, then waited for a knock.

Instead they heard a "Grian!" from a familiar redstoner. It was then followed by a knock. Both Grian and Scar yelled, "Come in!" After exchanging another glance and giggling.

Mumbo opened the door with a creak and called out, "Hullo?"

"We're upstairs!" Grian yelled down. The two heard footsteps approaching as Mumbo made his way upstairs to the pile of shulker boxes and his two boyfriends.

"My two favorite people!" Mumbo remarked. "What are you up to?"

Scar smiled at the praise and continued shuffling through the current shulker box. Grian hopped off the pile and flapped over to Mumbo, wrapping him in a giant hug after whispering, "Hug?" Mumbo nodded and smiled into the warm wings Grian offered. Scar watched them with a smile as he absentmindedly ran his fingers through the contents of the shulker box in his hands. He looked down at it, convinced Grian's pickaxe was not hidden in it, and picked up the box to place it in the pile of searched boxes.