Lost? [Hermitcraft S7 AU]

V PLAN

[Maybe a little blood]

"Grian?"

"Grian?" the faint voice grew louder- as he sat up and cleared his mind.

"Grian are you okay?" The tall mostaced man asked. He noticed the closet firmly boarded in front of him.

Rubbing his head, he nodded. "Mumbo- I guess you got my message."

"Yeah I did actually, I sent you one, and came right over. Im sorry I sounded so frantic by the way, theres a zombie in your closet. I boarded it up for you; I figured you were doing some sort of experiment."

"Oh, yeah. Thats scar actually..."

"What? Grian! What happened to him?" He spoke with great concern.

"That's why I needed your help, I accidently let too many zombies loose," Grian said, while rubbing the back of his neck, "y'know, my spawner prank I told you about."

Mumbo sighed, "Well then, where should we start with this mess?" He held out a hand to pull the other off the ground.

"I was thinking we keep close eyes on scar, while we go and destroy the spawner."

"Youre not going to keep it?"

"No way, its done too much damage already," he glanced at the door, and back to mumbo. "I dont want to risk this happening again."

"Fair enough, Lets get cracking then, shall we?"

"Lets go," he said confidently, "And, well thanks for comming, I- uh, Who knows what would have happened if you didnt show up."

Mumbo let out a small laugh, "Of course, I'll always be here."

The two gathered items througout Grian's house. This time with bandages, water, extra wood, two swords, and a shiny iron pickaxe.

The two set off for the spawner, talking about their misadventures since the last time they saw each other. To Grian, he wasn't worried anymore.

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"Ok you will hop in first and fight the zombies and I'll be right behind you to break it." The shorter on reaffirmed, both nearing the ledge. Zombies choked and groaned when they noticed them, clustering by the enterance.

"Yes, we've got it," Mumbo sat the bag down near the edge and held out his sword. "I believe!" He yelled and charged into the dark pool.

"Here we go!" Grian plunged in behind him, images returning from last time. It stung.

Mumbo swifly chopped off the first zombie's head. Its empty body spattered and fell to the ground. His next opponent gripped his sword, avoiding the first hit. Meanwhile Grian reached the spawner, grasping its metal caging, even though it was hot.

"Ive got it!" He yelled and swung the first swing at the bars. All he had to do was create a gap large enough to break its core.

"Great!" Mumbo said, panting. "Ive got one down so far, one to go." The next zombie's hands split in half, it stumbled backward. It groaned and lunged toward the man, teeth glowing in the dim light.

Swing two. Surely the bar would move soon, Grian used all his strength to heave it. He yelped.

Why is it getting hotter? Oh yeah!

He took one last swing before it scorched his hand. The bars split open, sizzling in the humidity of the cave. Grian lunged for the core, preparing the final blow, when at the same time, two more zombies spawned behind him.

"Mumbo watch out!" He yelled.

"What?" He asked, striking down the second zombie.

"Behind you!" Was all Grian could say before the two pushed mumbo underneath the water.

He pushed and pulled and tried to free himself, but to no avail.

"No, no, no!" Grian screamed frantically. He quickly and speared one of the zombies trough the back with the pickaxe. And again, making it go lifeless and off of his friend. Underwater, mumbo managed to wrestle the last beast off. He gasped for air, his messy hair and clothes soaking wet.

Together, they simultaneously stabbed the last beast. Beathlessly, they stepped back.

"Did we, did we do it?" The smaller boy asked.

"I think we did." Mumbo replied, " my clothes are all torn up and bloody but other than that im good."

Both guys climbed back up to get water and light some torches to put up around the place.

"I still cant belive we actually did it. Hahah,"

"Yeah I know," Mumbo said while rubbing his aching arm. "Ive never fought that many zombies at once."

"Well you did great." The brunette said, "Ill make you some coffee when we get back. Oh, and we gotta check up on scar too."

He sighed of accomplishment, "That sounds nice."

They walked back peacefully. He didnt want to seem worried to Grian, but all Mumbo could do was nervously cover the purpley bite mark his arm displayed.

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