Hermitcraft One-shots (Requests are open!!)

Someone new.. Someone.. Strange.?

[Grian has joined the game}

     Xisuma got a beep from his communicator that was strapped onto his arm. He gave a slight hum before glancing at it before continuing to blowtorch the two metals together. His antennas went up before actually looking back down at his forearm. He unstrapped himself from the ropes holding him up on the wall and equipped his elytra. He quickly flew towards the spawn, hoping the newbie didn't wander off too far. He flew low to the ground and landed in front of the newest member of hermitcraft. He was short compared to Xisuma and was wearing a bag slung over his shoulder. A red sweater and black jeans. Grian grinned up at Xisuma.

"Welcome to Hermitcraft Grian! I can start showing you around now"

     Grian nodded and stretched his wings, getting ready to fly with him. Xisuma eyed him and his wings. Grian didn't notice so Xisuma quickly looked away. Xisuma leapt off the platform and waited for Grian to do the same. Grian peeked over the edge and jumped off to him.

     They flew around for a little while, Xisuma showing him around and where everyone lived.

"This is the shopping district, oh and I need to go over a few rules. There will be no swearing, no griefing, do not take without permission from the other hermits, and of course, be nice to be people even if you don't like em"

      Grian nodded as he followed Xisuma down and onto the pathway. He stretched his wings as he walked behind him.

"So what are you, A builder, Explorer, mapper, redstone machinist, or a mix of a few of em?"

     Xisuma stopped walking and turned around to face Grian. They had stopped in the middle of the shopping district. Grian thought for a moment.

"I guess a little bit of a mix of everything? Still trying to explore my options, I mainly build though"

     Grian smiled as Xisuma kept talking.

"We have meetings every other Wednesday and it's either right here or at spawn."

     Grian nodded as Xisuma gave him a shulker box. It was already getting dark and another Hermit was spamming the chat for everyone to sleep. Xisuma did a little wave before flying off. Grian was left with his thoughts for a little bit while he looked for a place to stay. He found a small area to make a little hobbit hole. He started to dig into the side of the hill.

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     He was hiding in a nearby building. He had blown up someone's machine all because of a creeper setting off some TNT. His gunpowder had streaks of tears. He didn't mean to blow up the machine. Someone had worked hard on that and people were freaking out in chat.

Iskall : 'Who blew up my machine?!'

     Grian cringed as he saw who was upset. All he ever was gonna be was a troublemaker. He sniffled as more messages were sent through the chat. Warm tears left more streaks on his face cleaning some of the gunpowder off.

Mumbo Jumbo : 'Are the decorative bits blown up that Scar made? I'm on my way now."

Goodtimeswithscar : 'I really hope not. Those took forever to set up!'

Iskall : 'Yep, nearly everything is destroyed. I'm gonna private dm Suma.'

     After a few seconds of watching the chat still blow up, he heard a quiet ding approaching him. He couldn't dare look up until the person was standing right infront of him. The green and black armor seemed to glow in the dark of the poorly lit room Grian had made. Grian glanced up at Xisuma as he knelt down. Grian closed his wings around himself as the air became tense.

"Grian-"

     Grian burst out his words, covering the majority of his face.

"Im so so so sorry Xisuma.. I wasn't paying attention to the time and a creeper came up behind me and blew up when I was looking at their machine.. I.. I thought it was really cool but all I did was destroy it.."

     Somewhere in between Grian's stammering he was pulled into a hug. He blinked back his tears as the gunpowder was wiped away from his face.

"I promise you it's okay, they'll understand if you just explain to them"

     Grian sighed and leaned into Xisuma's gloved hand as he wiped the majority of the gunpowder off. Grian just wanted to hide away from everyone but Xisuma pulled him out of the little dirt hole he had made. They both flew towards the mess where a small group of Hermits were talking and cleaning up Grian's mess. Iskall still looked mad but his expression calmed once he leant down and picked up a red parrot feather. Iskall turned to meet Grian's gaze and glanced at his parrot-like wings. Xisuma motioned for Iskall and Mumbo to come over as the other hermits helped clean up the area that got blown up.

"So Grian got our machine blown up? Why would you do something like this Grian?"

     Mumbo crossed his arms impatiently as Iskall glared at him. Grian stared at him before a few moments, trying not to tear up.

"I blew up your machine.. Yes.."

     Mumbo kept his arms crossed as he stared down at the shorter man. He waited for an explanation and saw how much his hands were trembling. He looked just like Scar when he first joined the server and accidentally blew up Tango's machine. You should've seen Tango's hair..

"I was admiring it then a creeper came up behind me and blew up. It sent me forward and I broke the decorations when I landed on top of them.."

     Both Iskall and Mumbo looked at each other then to Grian who was still covered in dirt and gunpowder. Xisuma backed up and walked to the others so they could talk it out.

"I promise I didn't mean to break it.."

     Grian looked down and Iskall held his hand out. Grian slowly took it and Iskall slowly pulled him into a hug.

"I'm sorry for getting so mad over a machine, this was a bad first impression huh?"

     Iskall chuckled and Grian smiled. Mumbo gently patted Grians head and nodded, giving a small smile. Iskall pulled Mumbo into the hug and broke out laughing. Grian started to giggle with Iskalls laughter. Everyone went to bed calm that night and Grian was steadily making friends on the server. He couldn't wait to see what the future held for him.

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(Hope you liked the first chapter <3)