Recovery- a scarian story

9 - The new normal

{Grian's Pov}

The past few days have been weird. From being trapped inside a wither to Scar bathing me. I still can't get over how strange that was. And he wasn't the only one acting strange then. I can't believe I let him touch my wings!

Aside from that, Scar has been very nice lately. He's put off any action on this turf war until I get better. Sadly, that means I still have to lay around and do no work. Impulse said he'd restock the Barge for me.

I got up today just like every other. I spent the first part of the day with my friends and the next part of the day just lying in bed, waiting for something to happen. Anything to happen.

I looked out the window and it started to rain. Great. Now there's no way I can do anything. Just then, I heard a knock. I got up and opened my front door to see Scar.

"You're back? What do you need this time?" I asked, letting him in.

"Well I'm low on rockets so I decided that I could just stay here for some time if that's alright with you," Scar told me, sitting close to my fireplace.

"Ok... What are you going to do here?" I questioned.

"I was planning on talking to you,"

I sat by him, feeling nervous about what he had to talk about. 

"So, um..." He started. I could tell he didn't know what to say. "For one, the Hermitcraft Environment Protection team wanted to say sorry for what happened."

I nodded to show I was listening.

"Mainly False, because she was the one who spawned the Wither too late."

"Huh?" I asked. I didn't know much about the incident except that HEP caused it and I got hurt. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Well, the plan was for False to spawn the Wither so it would scare you guys off. We thought maybe you would be the most intimidated because you would be closest. Then you would forfeit this war. So we wanted False to break it at a certain moment so It would be all ready to fight by the time you hit the ground."

"And?"

"She thought that it would scare you more if it was still getting ready. So she didn't do our plan and the wither wasn't fully made once you got to it. That's why you got trapped inside. It wasn't supposed to happen."

Suddenly it all made sense. That's why False looked so worried while fighting the Wither. That's why everybody was freaking out. That's why. It wasn't planned.

"Well, tell False I forgive her. She didn't know it would happen."

Scar smiled at my response. "I tell her that. Hopefully, it will lift her spirit."

"Ok, well, what's number two?" I asked.

"What?"

"You said The HEP's condolences was one, so what's two?"

I watched him eye the ground with stress. It took him a minute to come up with a response, but he finally blurted something out.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a d- hangout with me. I know we may not be on the best terms, but I think we could enjoy our time." Scar blushed slightly, but I overlooked it.

"Sure, Scar. I'll hang out with you! What time?" I smiled.

"Tomorrow, noon? It should be sunny again."

"Ok," I said, getting up and grabbing a couple of blankets. I brought them to where we were sitting and handed them all to Scar. He pulled me down next to him, and set the blanket on top of us.