Betrayal - Hermitcraft

Chapter 5

Grian was prepping himself to leave to meet with the mole, Cleo poked her head out from the corner, Iskall close behind, him saying 'I don't see the problem, Cleo.'

Iskall's voice caused the leader to turn around, opening his mouth to speak. 'What's up?'

The two newcomers were looking at eachother, Cleo's filled with worry and Iskall's too filled with worry, but also confusion. 'Gleo,' Iskall paused to chuckle, 'says you have a meeting with Mumbo? I don't see the problem with that, but she does apparently. Cleo wanted me to talk you out of it.'

'I just feel like something strange's at play.' Cleo muttered.

With his own chuckle, Grian replied. 'Oh come on! I already said that Mumbo's not the fighting type, and the whole not warning us is probably him scared of getting caught! It's much more important we keep our mole. Right?'

Cleo muttered.. something, rolling her eye, the more decayed eye moving slower. Hermits had grown used to it, but it was enough to make both of them flinch.

'I'm sure you have this handled, Grian. Let's go Cleo.'

Iskall turned to leave, but Cleo walked over to Grian, placing a weak hand on his shoulder. 

'Listen to me, Gri. Something's fishy about this, and that isn't a pun just because I'm a pirate.' She took out an ender pearl and put it into Grian's pockets, the blonde fella just standing there. 'I know somethings.. off about this, and if you don't believe me, fine go ahead. Just keep this pearl in your hot bar.'

Cleo turned to leave, turning around to give this grain character one final message.

'I bet it's going to be very important, captain.'

Grain blinked, feeling awfully worried at Cleo's warning. he took a long, hefty sigh before steadying his feet. The leader removed his chestplate, strapping on his Elytra and taking out a few rockets, using those fireworks to blast himself into the air.

'..between the fields, 4:30 sharp..' Grian yet again mumbled, already spotting Mumbo. He was still shocked from Cleo's warning, but shrugged it off. 

However, he still kept the ender pearl close.

There were two chairs, both quartz while using a minecart to sit. MumboJumbo was simply placing the last block on a chair, when he turned and spotted Grian, waving and slumping down onto the freshly built chair.

Grian landed with a little skid, assuming that the other chair was meant for him. 'Thanks for the chair, Molebo.' He said with a chuckle, slouching down. 'What's the news?'

'We're using one of the spare rooms to stock tnt, and by tnt I mean.. gosh..' Mumbo paused, raising Grian's curiosity. 'We lost half of the room, if that's an amount.'

'If G Team steals that we'll be back on top! After the..' 'Again, sorry for the whole not warning you thing. That was pants.' There was a frown of Mumbo's face, a worried expression.

'I'm sure it's a-okay! Though some of The G Team are still... eehhh.. they're cheering up! Especially with me as their great leader!' Grian had a goofy grin, expressing his happiness.

Mumbo patted Grian on his shoulder. 'I'm sure you're a great leader. Kinda wished you would have let me on the team so I can experience it.' 'Oh, come on Mumbo. We're together right now! And you're a mole for us! You're on the team!'

'Doesn't sound like it.'

Grian's eyes widened. 'W-what do you mean, Mumbo?' he stammered, 'You're G Team! Molebo Grumbo!' he nervously chuckled, would have stepped back but he was in a chair.

'Oh really?' Mumbo laughed. 'You hear this guy? Oh, you aren't in our team! By the way, you're in our team!'

'Stop it! You are!'

'Did you just tell me to stop it?' The betrayed, now betrayer stood up and leaned over Grian. 'TO.. STOP IT?' 'This isn't like you, come on man!'

Suddenly, in front of Grian's eyes, it seemed Mumbo took out a remote. '..I have no regrets.'

The minecart fell, along with Grian.