Gifted: Hermitcraft

Iskall's Party (Almost)

(His B-Day was December 30. HAPPY B-DAY, ISKALL! I really do hope people tell him that on twitter)

(Xelqua's POV)

Grian is his mad lad brother, alright.

Before Grian went on his dangerous mission, Xelqua had received a note from him, plus a shulker box full of eggs and TNT.

'Hiya, big bro!

So... it's Iskall's b-day tomorrow. Could you pose as me and attend the party that Stress made for him? Thanks!

Ttyl, Grian'

That's literally what it read.

"Uhhh...", Xel muttered. It is true that they looked EXACTLY the same; unlike X and EX, but was Xel up for it?

Sighing, Xel got up, put on his Grian clothes and flew out on an elytra.

By the time he got there, he noticed that the other hermits were waiting for him. "Sorry, lads!", Xel says cheerfully in his best Grian impersonation. "I was finishing up something."

False nodded, but looked at him quizzically. "Weren't you and X on a quest? Why are you here?"

Xel gulped. Lying. The worse thing.

"They're offline. And I took a small break from the prison break until further clues are found.", Xelqua fibbed.

X blinked. "I escaped."

False sighed. "Great to have you guys back, then."

As False prepped all of them to get ready for Iskall's arrival, X slid over to Xel. " You're not Grian.. I can sense it by your... fear."

X's voice was slightly growly. "I suspect you're not X either.", Xel countered.

Fake X made an 'I Give Up' gesture with his hands. "Okay, okay, fine. I was standing in for X while he's gone since I thought he may want it."

"Grian sent me a note.", Xel said while passing it to Fake X.

Fake X looked at it. While he looked down, Xel realized that this X was wearing contacts to hide... blood red eyes. Xelqua decided not to tell Evil X he knows it's him.

EX burned it up with a flint and steel. "May as well hide it even better.", he muttered as Xel stared at him.