The Lion Sleeps Tonight - A Hermitcraft Fanfic

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My head hurts. I don't know how much longer i can last.

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LONG LIVE THE JUNGLE

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The sun was falling scarily quickly. It wasn't sunset yet, but it would be soon. And three people were walking through the Jungle, with no idea how to get back to their camp.

"I have come to a conclusion, Docson!" A voice could be heard, one of the Ren diggity dog.

"Yes, Renson?" The Doctor in question questioned, hope sparking in his voice.

"We are... thoroughly lost." Ren deadpanned, sighing.

Iskall facepalmed. Doc and Ren gave each other sheepish looks in reply, totally stealing Zed's gimmick as they did so.

"Look, you said Cub and Scar should be nearer to your camp, right?" Iskall asked, and Doc nodded. "So... why don't we just ask them for coords, then go there?"

"Uh." Rendog pointed out. "Cub and Scar are kinda in a life-or-death situation."

"Hey! Cub! When you're NOT in a life-or-death situation, can you please send coords?" Iskall replied, miming writing the words in the air.

"They have a point." Doc shrugged.

"Great! Then it's decided!" Iskall declared, reaching for their communicator, then becoming very confused when they couldn't find it in any of their pockets.

"Oh! Right!" Ren realised, pulling Iskall's communicator out of his inventory. "You left it behind when the Jungle kidnapped you." Iskall took it with a quiet thanks, and quickly sent a private message to Cub.

Iskall85: Hey, when you're not in a life-or-death situation, can you send us the coords for camp? Doc & Ren may or may not have gotten us lost.

Iskall85: Thanks!

The reply came almost instantly:

Cubfan135: Wait Iskall!?

Cubfan135: You're okay!

Cubfan135: You are okay, right?

Iskall85: Yeah, I'm fine. We're just lost.

Cubfan135: Right. Coords.

Cubfan135: 7635-61-4483

Iskall85: Thanks, dude. You're a lifesaver.

"Well!" Iskall smiled, showing the others the coordinates. "We should go, if we don't want to get killed by whatever else is in here."

Doc and Iskall instantly set off in the same direction, without even bringing up coords or anything. When Ren made a faint noise of protest, the two of them just turned around, pointed at their individual cybernetic eyes. Ren sighed slightly dejectedly, and followed, wishing he had an f5-capable cybernetic eye.

Time Slip!

Wait-

Finally, just as the sun was setting, Doc, Ren and Iskall got back to the camp by Julia. Cub and Scar were already there, of course. Cub was bandaging a few burn wounds on his arms, looking incredibly exhausted for some reason. Scar was sitting on his bed, staring into space, the occasional tear falling down his cheek.

While Cub brought Iskall up to speed on things, and Ren helped him tend to the last of his injuries (he'd been able to heal most of them, but it took a lot out of him), Doc sat down next to Scar. Scar looked away, unable to meet Doc's eye.

"Sorry." Scar mumbled.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Doc assured Scar.

"But I-" Scar protested.

"You were not in control of your actions. You are completely blameless for everything that happened today." Doc interrupted. "So I don't wanna hear any apologies from you. Blaming yourself doesn't help anything. Got it?"

Scar nodded weakly. In response, Doc put an arm around Scar's shoulder, and Scar moved closer in to the hug. A faint smile appeared on his face.

Just a little bit of happy between last chapter and next chapter.

Hope you enjoyed!

I've been Entropy, peace out from the present!