Lost? [Hermitcraft S7 AU]

VII SEARCH

Mumbo woke up suddenly, inhaling sharply. Sitting up, he turned his attention toward a clock on a nerby bookshelf. 6:38 am. Still early. Even though he might've not gotten much sleep the past night, at least he got enough to subdue the headache for now. He stood up slowly, and rubbed his forehead.

Going into Grian's kitchen, he grabbed a glass and filled it with water. It was refeshing. He wondered when Grian would wake up, or even be ready to go on the hunt. Mumbo entertained all the pressing thoughts in his head. Maybe it wasn't the best thing to do just yet, but he couldn't help it.

Shortly after, he heard footsteps comming from the stairwell.
"Good morning Mumbo," the smaller boy said. He was already dressed and ready in a red sweater and jeans.

"Oh, good morning Grian," he replied.
"I just came to get some water." Mumbo straightened his posture from previously leaning on the counter.

"Cool, I just thought I'd come down early to make a suprise breakfast but you're already here,"

"Oh that's very nice of you, sorry about that," He took a step back toward the counter as Grian came up to him. "I couldnt sleep because," Mumbo put his hand on his neck. "I was just excited to get this over with, and maybe tell people I've done something cool before. Not many people get to cure zombies every day,"

"Really? That seems kind of silly to me." Grian giggled.

"I guess so," He replied. This such stupid timing. Why did I say that, "Okay, can I tell you something actually?" Mumbo folded both hands around the cup.

"Yeah, of course."

He sighed. "You know how we were fighting those zombies yesterday?" Grian nodded. He staired intently at his pale face."I dont want you to be upset, but I was bitten."

"Mumbo?!" He exclaimed.

"Wait, wait, wait," He waved his hands trying to explain. "I know I waited too long but I couldnt bring myself to tell you. Im sorry."

"Mumbo you should have told me! I dont even know how much time we have before it takes over you!"

"But hey, There's probably a shop or something that sells curing items, we could just buy some." He stated while placing the glass down.

"With what? I dont have many diamonds Mumbo! And what if theres not even a shop!" Grian wiped his eyes. "You dont even know how bad this is."

Mumbo let himelf down. "Look, Grian. We should just go now and everything will be fine."

"I dont think we have a choice." Grian turned to go gather some things. "Lets get ready and go." He said solemnly.

Mumbo turned toward the bathroom to freshen up. Looking straight into the mirror, he sighed. His face started turning more pale, life leaving him slowly. His head only had a minor ache, but he knew it would get worse.

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[Grian's PoV]

Mumbo held up an umbrella as he walked. It was perfectly sunny, and Grian didnt want to risk anything. He led the two as they traversed the jungle.

"Where do we go first?" Grian asked ambivalently, "You seem to know more about this then I do,"

"Either the shopping district or Scar might even have something. He's a wizard you never know."

"Wouldn't he just heal himelf though?"

"Its still worth a try." The duo continued walking the trail, crunching stray leaves while they walked. Grian focused on the path while Mumbo was close behind him. They had already been walking for around 20 minutes.

Mumbo looked at him earnestly, "Maybe it would be best if we split up and searched."

It took Grian a moment before he spoke, "I hate to say it too, but I think we should." He knew Mumbo didnt have much time, but it would be faster looking at two in one. "You take the shopping district, you can buy a pot there, and I'll run back home as quick as possible."

"Sounds like a plan." Mumbo turned to him to say goodbye.

"And be careful okay?" Grian grabbed his hand. "Don't run either."

"I will."

The boy immediatly turned from him and sped back toward his house. His dusty backpack bouced as he ran. Grian made sure to avoid loose branches and vines- falling would make a bad thing worse.

He thought about Mumbo the whole way, hoping everything would just work out. Things went from 1 to 100 real fast.

Approaching the snail house, Grian threw the bag on the ground and raced up the ladder. He shuffled through shelves and papers, not entirely putting it all back. He checked every drawer, cupboard and crevice in the main room. Lots of crystals, no potions. Now on to the downstairs.

Each chest he searched as quickly as possible. It seemed like everything else someone could need was in them. There were other apples of course, but not golden ones. Row after row of chests, but no golden apples.

Grian sighed walking up to the last few. Wiping dust off of the top, he opened it. It revealed not only othet junk, but a red velvet box labeled. 'I hope you like it.' It caught his attention. Unlaching the box showed one particular yellow fruit. "No way!" Grian chanted. "What are the odds?" Slowly he pulled it out of the container to adire the shiny golden apple.

"A little heavier than I thought, huh," He smelled its sweet scent and then remembered his task. Right! He carefully placed it back in the box and left the room.

"Im comming for you Mumbo!"

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Hellooo, looks like things will
work out after all. Or will
they? dun dun dunnn
<3 bye :p