Hermitcraft oneshots

.•⦁ Clone ⦁•.

Alternative title: Imposter Mumbo
Genre: normal? Idk
Notes/prompt/idea: ConCorp make a Mumbo clone
Request: VeeVallia23
Ship: Scarian :)
TW: blood, a fight scene, evil clone, kidnapping?
(tell me if I missed any?)

I am genuinely so sorry it's taken me so long to write this @VeeVallina23 I kept putting it off cause I just couldn't figure out where to begin.
I hope you like it :)

(Didn't really proofread- but it should be fine :)
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Mumbo had had a horrible week last week, so this drastic change in his luck was very welcome.

So far, this week was great! The weather was great, his builds never looked better, he hadn't tripped over anything, and he was just happier this week.

But his mood dropped a little when he saw a meeting with Sahara planned. He never enjoyed the planning and socializing with coworkers that came with Sahara, even if he was the manager.

He liked the redstone and the problem-solving, so it wasn't all bad, but even so, he tried to avoid the meetings as much as possible.

Most people knew by now that Mumbo disliked meetings, so they didn't rely much on him when it came to them. But Grian had made clear that he needed to show up to the next meeting, seeing as he hadn't come in forever.

But instead of dwelling on the conference that was in a few days, he pushed it to the back of his mind to enjoy the rest of his great week.

That is how he found himself late for the meeting, by at least 10 minutes. Grian had started spamming his messages when he was late, until he got his attention.

Mumbo had lied and said he was sleeping, so his friend might excuse his tardiness, because he didn't sleep much even if it was important.
(A/N: I ducking wrote 'even if it was expensive' it's late- I can't think straight rn.)

As he took off after a quick call and scolding from Grian, he thought about the different ways to improve Sahara.

They could try and refine the redstone, decorate a bit more, or maybe ban meetings. Mumbo would like the last one quite a bit, but he understood both Iskall and Grian thought meetings were important.

As he was lost in thought about this difference between him and his friends, he saw someone wave at him.

He was flying pretty close to the ground, so it was easy to identify who it was, Scar. He was in his classic outfit, but had a weird look to him, just something minor that wasn't right, but Mumbo decided to land beside him anyway.

Mumbo flew downwards, forgetting in the moment that he had a meeting —which might just be why he missed so many meetings— his mind blocked the thought out as he began to turn to his friend.

Scar smiled at him, looking down slightly as he spoke, "hello, Mumbo. How are you?"

"I'm doing okay, how 'bout you?" Mumbo asked politely.

"I'm doing pretty good, I'm glad you stopped to come talk with me!" Scar said happily.

Mumbo was confused and paused for a moment. "Oh? And why is that?" The feeling that something wasn't totally right grew, trying to get him to leave.