Hermitcraft Oneshots

GET GRIAN (Grumbot Angst)

Song to listen to while reading: 'Listen before I go' - Billie Eilish

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Three hours since reboot.

Grumbot isn't sure what his... brain? Would you call it a brain? He wasn't sure. He had been sure, and yet now... the world was coloured with pink, but only parts. Only slightly. His code, jumbled and confusing, ran like thoughts through his mind.

Get gorgeous?

But he wasn't... Iskall, the man who had greeted him, the man he'd only heard of in small snippets from his dads- if he could call them his dads, when he was so mixed up with Iskall's own code, when he was so confused and...

He didn't want to say it.

Opening his hand, he relishes in the act of pressing his metal fingers against his palm. He didn't mean to, he didn't want to, and when he thinks 'get gorgeous' it brings him... sadness. He is sad.

Is he?

Grumbot places his hand against the platform. Across the sea, he can see Jrumbot, waving on the shore to him. His brother. His young, lovely brother, waving at him. "Mumbo for mayor!" He calls, a greeting, but Grumbor pauses before responding.

His voice is stuck, his hand outstretched in a wave and yet...

Does he want his Papa to be mayor?

If... if they win, will he be redundant? Will he go? Will he disappear? He doesn't want to die. He doesn't want to collect dust, broken and watching from afar, lonely and...

He doesn't say anything to Jrumbot. He stares at the white concrete floor, hands empty, eyes saddened. He doesn't want to be broken. Will they get rid of him when he's broken? When they find out what... Iskall did, will he be abandoned?

He's not even mad at Iskall.

He can't be.

Can he?

Four hours since reboot.

His dad is here. Finally, he would think, if he had a brain. If he could feel. Can he?

No.

His dad stops, staring at him in shock as he lands on the moustache building in front. He tried to speak, grinding his gears to attempt to say; "Where is papa?"

But all that comes out is static.

"They- they've rebranded my son," Dad-Grian-Dad says, landing in front of him. There's more, Grunbot's sure of it, but he can't hear much. His hearing was damaged in the reboot, most likely.

He tries again; Where is papa?

"Grumbot, as you okay?" Dad-Grian- Dad- Grian asks, loud and clear, breaking through the static in his hearing.

"Get gorgeous," He tried desperately to convert his meaning in those two words. All the please, fix me's and the I don't want to die's that he wishes he could say, he pours it into those words and the expression on his face.

All Grian does is try again. His dad speaks again, speaks louder, but Grumbot can only say the slogan that feels so foreign and broken on his tongue. Grumbot can only respond with two words that will never mean as much as he hopes it will.