|~{MCYT/Hermitcraft/Empire Smp}~| ••Mini Stories••

|~Hermitcraft: Attachments~|

"What's he been doing?"
Grian and Scar had been watching Mumbo from a distance, who had been pacing back and fourth since he had finished his machine.
"I dunno."
"Isn't he done??"
"What are you doing."
Scar and Grian jumped, surprised to see Doc behind them and he leaned down,"What are you two doing, I know you two once tired to listen in on redstone players for some reason.", Grian gulped,"No, Mumbo's finished his machine but he's been pacing back and fourth for a while now we're waiting for him to either add something or he's trying to fix something.", Scar and Grian resumed their staring.
Doc didn't know how his life came to this.
When he arrived on Hermitcraft, it was a safe place to work and hide out until he came up with a plan about Martyn's situation but also about that company.
"Hm."

"Mumbo?"
Mumbo looked up,"Oh, hey Doc.","What's happening, how is the machine.", Mumbo looked at it,"Uhm, I'm not sure. . . I just finished it, but I'm not entirely sure why I'm pacing around it.", Doc watched him pace back and fourth.
"Perhaps you're feeling. . . Hm. Like you need a challenge?", Mumbo turned to him, stopping,"A challenge?", Doc nods,"Yes, a challenge. Basically your brain needs a new challenge.", Mumbo nods,"Okay. . . But what? I've built a lot of contraptions, I can't think of exactly what to build as it feels like I have ideas but can't bring myself to make it.", Doc waved Grian and Scar over,"All three of you; To my base.", Grian and Scar gulped, but Mumbo followed with them hiding behind him.

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"What's in there?"
Doc closed the door, locking it and covering it back up with the security he made.
"Nothing for your eyes."
Grian and Scar gulped,"So to start off, Mumbo needs a challenge and as a fellow redstoner: Here.", handed Mumbo paper,"?", Doc then turned to Scar and Grian, Grian had tried the door he had locked and was now sweating bullets.
"How about you draw up some ideas for a tower of mine, I have some ideas on the board."
Scar and Grian immediately snatched clean paper and Doc's sketches and fled.
Doc turned to Mumbo,"It's. . . Blank?", "I needed a reason to make those two leave for a bit.", Mumbo handed the paper back,"How about you help me with some machines.", so Mumbo was now helping Doc.
"Can I ask something of you though, Mumbo?"
"Yes?"
Doc took him to his farm of mobs,"Is there-", those mobs are loud, he tapped something on his ear,"Sorry, uhm. Is there any reason you had ran away to get on Hermitcraft?", Mumbo was surprised, but he thought about his answer,"I'm not sure. . . I was just determined to leave the house, first time I asked to be on I was rejected but then I was accepted.", Mumbo followed Doc to the back of another machine,"My home was, I suppose sometimes my parents would fight and sometimes at dinner they'd each had plasters, cuts or brusies on each other and when they didn't fight it was so quiet, and they never let me leave the house.", Doc nods,"I see. . . Sorry to hear that, Mumbo.", Mumbo shrugged,"It's okay, I've come to terms with it.", Doc nods, so Doc talked Mumbo through the machine.

Scar and Grian were sitting not too far from them, drawing up ideas for Doc from his sketches and Mumbo was learning more about Doc's machines and taking notes.
Honestly Doc had thought of teaching some of the Hermits like Mumbo, Iskall, Etho and maybe Xisuma of his work, show them technology beyond what they imagined.
He knew it was possible.
"One moment."
"Sure thing Doc!"
Doc took a step back and went AFK.

~

Steffen sat a bit from the computer, he was tired and had been working all day, and being able to interact with these people through their world has actually been nice.
Steffen sighed, he told himself that this was all for work but he now realised how hard it was to not get attached to people.
Guess he understood Martyn's pov now, he was having so much fun with the rats so guess he understood now.