Hermitcraft Stories & Stuff [Discontinued]

Nether

Ship: ZIT (Can be platonic or romantic, I tried not to make it very shippy)
TW: some mentions of panic/anxiety attacks and injuries
Also I might post fanart soon if I can, but I can't exactly color it so we'll see but anyway, on to the chapter
Enjoy!
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Tango loved the nether, he was a fire demon after all. While the other hermits found the humidity and heat of the nether to be sweltering, he found it nice to sometimes come to the fiery hellscape to calm down. He often had anxiety attacks, thankfully when no one was around and came to the nether when that happened. That was actually why he was here now. You see, Tango had fire powers which was cool except when he lost control of them, and that's what happened today.

He didn't even know what happened, one moment he was hanging out with Zedaph and Impulse and the next thing he knew, the surrounding area was on fire and they were staring at him with shock and concern in their eyes. As soon as he got his bearings, he flew away, to anywhere but there, barely hearing them calling his name as he flew off. He went to the only place he could think of in his panicked mind.

That's how he ended up deep in the nether, sitting on the ground right beside a lava lake where, hopefully, no one would find him with only his thoughts with him, many voices overlapping in his head.

He didn't know how long he'd sat there before he heard rockets being consecutively being set off and two people land behind him. He closed his eyes, already knowing who it was and hoping they wouldn't be too mad at him and would still want to be his friend.

He heard his brunet friend walk closer to him, he knew because Impulse had heavier footfalls. "Tango! What the heck was that, man?" He felt his throat close up at the Impulse's tone of voice, knowing that the taller male was probably trying, but failing, to keep his voice low and calm for him. A faint smile crossed his face when he heard what he assumed was Zed hitting Impulse and a quiet 'ow' from Impulse right after. Zedaph spoke up right after, "What Impulse's means to say is... Are you ok? What was that earlier?" Tango sighed and pushed the curly golden hair out of his face.

"I-I don't know to be honest... One moment I'm happy and just having fun being with you guys and next thing I know, I'm freaking out and everything's on fire." They both winced and Impulse lightly rubbed his arm, which Tango now noticed had bandages wrapped around it and he could just barely what looked to be a pretty painful burn, which would most likely leave a big scar, that Tango could assume he'd caused. He immediately felt guilt pool into his stomach.

"Oh no, did I do that? Impy-Impulse, I am so so so sorry, I understand if you guys hate me and want me to leave the server and never come back!" He continued with his rambling until Zedaph cut him off, "Tango! I can't speak for Impulse but I'm not mad at you, it wasn't your fault and we want to help you and be able to work through this, right Impulse?"

Impulse gave the red eyed hermit a warm smile and modded, "Tango, it's no one's fault that this happened, we didn't know about it and you couldn't control it. We know that now and want to help you with it. What friends would we be if we just left you after something like that?" The tallest of the three held his arms out and the demon came crashing into them as they hugged and the wheat blond joined the hug, both of them embracing the demon.
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Wow! 603 words, this looked quite a bit different from the original that I wrote down. 603 words looks like a lot more on paper, but oh well! I'm trying to not write as much shippy stuff, especially Team ZIT but I just love them so much! Well, I think that's all for this chapter so
Thanks again dudes, Bama out!