Lost? [Hermitcraft S7 AU]

VI CHANCES

[Mumbo's PoV]

"Okay that should do it." Grian said while handing Mumbo some bandages. "Looks like your arm got beaten up pretty well."

"Yeah, it did." Mumbo glanced at him and back. That bite was always on his mind.

Should I tell hime now? No, it can wait.

He stood up and went to sit on the couch beside Grian, who was eyeing the closet.

"I hope he's okay in there." He said and stood up, holding a warm yellow mug. "We should probably work on getting a cure soon." He wandered over toward the front room.

"Do you even know how to cure zombies?" Mumbo asked.

"Yes, actually. I pulled out some of my old journals and found out that we could heal him with a golden apple and a potion of weakness."

"Thats insane, Ive only ever had one gold apple, but I ate it." Mumbo said, holding his elbow in his hand. "C'mon, how are we supposed to get one on short notice Grian?"

He stopped by the chests. "What do you mean short notice? Someone doesnt die when they become a zombie. I mean, technically yes, but,"

Mumbo didn't wanted to tell Grian, but he also didnt want to spoil the mood. "Oh, uh, I mean I can't stand to see him like this." He shifted positions. "Yeah, like what if he breaks out and burns or something while we're gone?"

"Thats a fair point, but I'm going to take a break for a bit." He walked into the kitchen and set the cup down, then walked off. "Im going to put some of this away," reaching for the backpack. "I'll be right back."

"Okay," Mumbo yelled back at him from across house. He sat and gazed outside, cloudy and cold- unusual for the jungle. He could tell because Grian had no doors.

I guess that's only my fault haha,

Mumbo leaned back onto the couch. He admired his architecture, still thinking about Grian and how he was going to tell him.

How long does it take to jnfect me anyways? Maybe I can still take a break.

Thats whe he noticed his journals. Mumbo abruptly jumped up and went to grab it. He read through the cure page Grian set out previously.

'If anyone was bitten by a zombie, they would have 24 hours until they completely turn.'

Fantastic...

Mumbo sighed. He heard footsteps comming and put the book down. He would have to tell him now.

"Hey, Mumbo." The cheery voice said.

"Hi. I was just about to come find you, actually." He watched the other as he washed the cups stached on the counter. "So," He asked, dragging out the 'o',"When do you plan to start looking for this cure?"

"Probably tomorrow, considering it's basically nighttime." Grian tucked both mugs away in the cupboard and walked over to Mumbo.

"Cool uh-" Mumbo looked at him. He didnt seem worried for some reason, he was smiling.

The shorter boy gave him a hug. "Thanks for being here."

Mumbo wrapped his arms around him and sighed. "You too." He smiled for a moment aswell and then loosened his grip.

Grian started up the stairs. "See you tomorrow. And oh, you can stay here if you'd like. Theres an extra bed in that room over there."

"Oh, okay, thanks." He dimly waved at him and threw up a fake smile."Goodnight."

Mumbo wandered into the guest room. It had neatly organized bookshelves and bedside tables. The bed's covers were beautifully placed and matched the chocolate-brown low-light room. Mumbo sat down, he had his head in his hands. His face was flushed and and started to feel warm; his head pulsing.

Im so stupid. Why didn't I tell him? Why can't I tell him now? Ive had so many chances.

He laid down, the crook of his elbow covering his face. He couldn't focus on sleeping while his head was running unceasingly.

I should have told him.

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