Hermitcraft Nonsense

A Gorgeous Day!

Requested by @giratinashelper a while back. Sorry for the delay!

So to the Hermitgangsters, this has nothing to do with the family tree that we just created.

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Mumbo was chilling at his base, his mind whirling with ways to do his next redstone project at his death pit-witch farm after a good night's sleep. He had gone to bed slightly late last night, so of course he slept in later, but that was perfectly fine because it was a gorgeous day. Even more beautiful than a normal clear day! The sky was a brilliant blue with puffy white clouds that sometimes floated through the top level of Mumbo's base, the sea a sparkling cerulean, the sun being blocked out by someone flying towards him...

Wait.

"Mumbo!" Xisuma called as he dove through the air and smoothly landed in front of the redstoner.

"Morning, Xisuma! What can I do for you?" Mumbo asked cheerfully.

The turtle man seemed rather relaxed, not busy doing Admin things or building strange geometric things out of a sea temple at impossible angles.

"Gorgeous day, isn't it?" X asked.

Mumbo nodded. "I was just thinking that myself!"

"Say, want to go play golf or something? Seems like too good a day to waste just doing the normal thing, y'know?" X suggested, likely smiling at the atmosphere behind his purple visor.

Mumbo grimaced and glanced back at his redstone chest that he had been about to grab components from.

"I don't know, I have a lot to do..."

"Aw come on! One day can't put you THAT off schedule, will it?"

Mumbo grimaced. He didn't HAVE a schedule for his redstone projects right now.

He sighed in defeat. "Alright, alright, you got me. Let me clear my inventory of all this redstone and I'll meet you over there, alright?"

X nodded and gave him a thumbs up. "See you in a few, Mumbo!"

The not-Doom guy took off and left the redstoner to his business. He put his redstone into a shoulder box and tucked it into his inventory before pressing the button to reveal his special water source for throwing his trident, laughing himself into the air and striking a firework in the direction of the Con Corp golf course. He was passing over the pirate district when he heard the faint cry of someone calling his name in the wind.

"Mumbo! Mumbo, can you help me?"

Mumbo glanced around for who was calling him. After circling the area for a few seconds he finally spotted a small, pale green figure waving to him from the top of the crow's mast of her ship. He dipped towards the ship and landed on the deck so he didn't have to attempt to land in the small space of the crow's nest.

"Cleo! What can I do for you?"

"Hello, Mumbo! I was wondering if you wanted to help me with something?" The zombie woman asked, holding her precious armor stand manipulation book in her hands.

Mumbo grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, Cleo, but I was just heading over to the country club to meet Xisuma, he wanted to play golf apparently..."

Cleo's hopeful expression fell and she sighed. "Alright, that's fine... I'll see you around, I guess."

Well now I feel bad! Mumbo cringed to himself.

"Well, I mean... I could be a few minutes late to meeting X. He's the once forcing me out after all?" He offered hesitantly.

Cleo grinned. "Payback? I like the sound of it! Now, I was just doing some simple redstone but I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong...?"

At the mention of redstone, Mumbo's mind immediately started ticking as Cleo explain her issue and shows him the basic-enough circuit. Mumbo silently nodded and got to work, and Cleo watched as he did his magic. She was right- one would think hooking all this up would be an easy thing to do, but Mumbo found that for some reason the signal didn't want to work the way both of them had assumed it would. Several attempts and re-wirings later, the fire charge cannons Cleo had been adding to her ship alongside the fake ones seemed to be working.

"Alright, that should do it, Cleo!" Mumbo decided, brushing his hands together to get rid of the excess redstone dust.

"Wow, Mumbo! That was amazing! I will never understand your redstone ways..." Cleo laughed. Mumbo held his neck with a hand again and blushed. At the same time, his phone buzzed in his trouser pocket.

<xisumavoid> where are you, Mumbo? I thought we were meeting at the golf course? It's been half an hour!

"Oh, drat! I forgot about Xisuma! I've got to go, Cleo, see you later, I hope that redstone works tell me if you need anything else!" Mumbo rushed to get all his words out as he clambered over the ship railing and took off with his elytra. He used Grian-levels of fireworks to get to the golf course, still halfway across the map, as fast as he possibly could. He was still going far too fast when he dove to where X was sitting in a gold cart, sipping some type of potion as a drink.

"There you are! I've been waiting forever! Oh my days!" X complained, looking slightly irritated. "I may be a derp and you a spoon, but I thought you said you were just clearing your inventory? Scar saw me waiting and got me a complementary drink! We're not supposed to have to owe favors to Con Corp!"

Scar, who was doing something on the inside of the country club after it being untouched for quite a while, waved cheerily to them before ducking back inside.

"Xisuma, I am so sorry, Cleo called for help on my way over and and I thought it was going to be like a five minute thing but got carried away and then next thing I know it's—"

"Okay, okay, it's fine Mumbo. They day is still beautiful, might as well play some golf now, better late than never?" The server's admin suggested. Mumbo shrugged and readied his Fork of Friendship.

"Sure. Just know I'll be winning," Mumbo grinned cheekily underneath his facial hair, "I've had a few practices runs."

Xisuma gasped. "You? Being cheeky? Oh my days, the world is ending. That or you've been hanging out too much with the other Architechs."

"You're probably right, to be honest," Mumbo chuckled as they strolled up to the start of the golf course.

"You going first?" The redstoner offered. X shook his head.

"Your the one who was oh-so confident. Be my guest, Mumbo Jumbo."

"I'm really going to regret saying that aren't I?"

Mumbo hopped into the small hole of water and prepared his driver trident and an ender pearl. He held back his trident and prepared to throw it when...

"Mumbo! Xisuma! Wait for me!"

"Huh?!" Mumbo, started, yeeted his trident and was launched into the air. He instinctively threw his ender pearl and crashed into the ground, before crying out as he was teleported in top of some trees a ways away. His stomach lurched with teleportation sickness, as he was not expecting the teleport, but it soon passed and Mumbo tried to see back to the starting tee.

Who...? What? I'm so confused. That sounded a little like Cleo?

A few seconds later a figure launched into the air. There was a distinct shriek of surprise as an ender pearl cracked and they were teleported roughly thirty blocks from Mumbo. And indeed there was a mint green woman with bright orange hair, falling in her backside  from momentum.

"Cleo?"

"Hi, Mumbo! I decided to come golfing with you!" Cleo waved cheerfully.

Xisuma landed perfectly on his feet on the terra-cotta of the range, like one was supposed to do.

"Oh hey, X," Mumbo called from his tree. Xisuma looked around before spotting Mumbo above him and Cleo down off the side of the range. He sighed.

"This is going to be easy, isn't it?"

"Alright boys, lets play some golf on this beautiful day!" Cleo cheered and seeing as she was farthest back, threw her trident and went flying.

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