MCYT/HermitCraft Oneshots!

Mother Spore

3rd Person POV

"The shopping district looks amazing Scar."

"Why thank you birdie, I've been working hard on it. I do hope you don't mind I've had to close off a bit of land around your shop."

"Not at all but why is it closed?"

"There's a Mycelium outbreak. I think someone's spreading it."

"Why would they do that?"

"Who knows, what I do is that it's annoying."

"I'm sure you'll put a stop to is soon."

"Mmmm, I want to show you something while we're here."

"What is it?"

"Come on." Scar grabs his hand leading Grian to a giant stone wall.

"A wall?"

"I want you to pick a spot for your face to go."

"Excuse me?"

"I want to add a Mount Scarmore, basically Hermits can build their faces on the wall to be a little mento to the season."

"Aww Scar, that's awesome."

"Yes, so pick a spot for your face."

With a small laugh Grian places a sign on the wall, "There you go."

"Thank you, Mother Spore."

"Your wel-...what?"

Scar's smirk grows, "Did I say something wrong?"

"What did you call me?"

"You heard me."

"Who is Mother Spore?"

"Come on now birdie, don't play dumb with me."

"I don't know what you're talking about, weren't we going to blow Impulse up or something?"

"Where's the Mycelium Grian."

"You tell me, you're the one getting rid of it."

"You're growing it somewhere, where is it."

"No clue Mr. Mayor."

Scar grabs his hand as he tries to leave, examining the white covered fingers.

"Bone meal and is that quartz dust? You built your hideout out of quartz?"

Grian smiles, pushing hair out of Scar's face, "The shopping district looks amazing Scar, you should be proud of yourself."

"I- well yes but-"

The parrot leans up, kissing his cheek, "Have fun cleaning our mess up." 

Grian leaves before Scar processes what just happened, the taller sighing in slight frustration.

"Dang it Grian!"