Grumbo oneshots

Sleep deprived

You got your wish Jazthefox16
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Mumbo Hadn't gotten a good nights rest in days. After he realized he wasn't going to get one anytime soon, he gave up. So, Mumbo decided to keep himself busy, ignoring the heavy feeling in his eyelids, and continuing to work on redstone.

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Grian frowned as his 7th call went to voicemail, the small gremlin rather worried. He hadn't heard from Mumbo in a couple days, and the small hermit was worried for his mustached friend. So, Grian strapped on his elytra, grabbed a couple of rockets, and set to work.

Grian shot out of his mansion, heading towards Mumbo's base while calling out for the Redstoner. The small hermit moved swiftly through the sky, watching as Mumbo's base grew closer with every second.

"Mumbbbooooo?" Grian called, gracefully landing by the tall nether portals and looking around for the Redstoner. After a couple minutes of searching, it was clear Mumbo was nowhere in sight. Grian pulled out his phone, typing away in the hermits group chat.

Grian> anyone seen Mumbo???
Iskall> I saw him at his industrial district yesterday
Grian> thanks Iskall, I'll check there.
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"Hopper........honey......repeater......" Mumbo whispered to himself, throwing the objects out of the chest and into a messy pile on the floor. Mumbo's eyes were heavy, but he didn't want to sleep, he didn't feel tired (although the bags under his eyes beg to differ). Mumbo scooped up the Redstoner mess in his arms, moving back over to the concrete maker he was trying to rebuild in his industrial district. Mumbo simply followed his body's movements, placing down block after block, redstone after piston, hopper after honeyblock, slimeblock after-

"Mumbo?" Grian questioned, approaching the exhausted Redstoner. Mumbo turned around, Grian instantly noticing how exhausted Mumbo looked, his hair filled with redstone and honey, his clothes wrinkly and stained, and his eyes bloodshot and tired.

"Griannnn...?" Mumbo questioned, his words elongated and slurred. Mumbo couldn't exactly see straight, his vision was blurry and he could only seem to make out Grian's red sweater.

"Mumbo, have you slept..?"
"Nooope...I'm fine Gri....I'm just working on my concrete maker..." Mumbo said, pointing to the mess of jumbled blocks and redstone that looked nothing like a concrete maker. Grian simply frowned, taking Mumbo's arm and pulling him to a bed beside the nether portal.

"I'm not an expert when it comes to redstone, but I'm not sure you need honey blocks in a concrete maker..." Grian said, slowly luring the tired Redstoner to bed.

"Of course there are honey block...! You need the honey to do the thingy with the other......" *yawn* "thingy..." Mumbo said, stumbling as he walked. The mustached man leaned onto Grian for support, laughing a bit as the small hermit tried to push Mumbo off of him.

"Mumbo! I can't support your full weight..!"
"Yessss you can.....! Belieeevvvveeeee!"
"Mumbo I can't just believe I need upper body strength too-"

Grian's legs gave out on him, the two hermits falling onto the yellow grass below them. Mumbo fell on top of Grian, laughing as he did so. Grian of course, couldn't breathe with Mumbo laying on top of him.

"Mumbo!!!"
".....what....?" Mumbo said with a slight laugh, and a yawn too. Grian shoved Mumbo off of him, the small hermit gasping for breath. Mumbo simply rolled off Grian, curling up on the soft grass below him.

"Mumbo, come on, let's get you to the bed."
"Immmmm finnnnne....!" Mumbo said, grabbing Grian's arm and pulling the small hermit close to him. Grian didn't breath as Mumbo's tired eyes studied him, the redstoner smiling at the gremlin.

"You're prettyyyyy..."
"I-....u-uh...t-thanks?" Grian said, watching as Mumbo shoved his head into the side of the small hermits neck, slightly nuzzling against Grian.

"M-Mumbo, we need to go-"
"Five minutes..." Mumbo said with a yawn, relaxing against Grian's warm sweater. "Five minutes of sleep......."

"U-uh...fine. I'll give you five minutes." Grian said, watching as Mumbo held tightly onto Grian's red sweater. Mumbo was already out, soft snores escaping the Redstoner's lips. Grian stifled his laughter, the small hermit holding Mumbo and relaxing against the tall mustached man's warm body.

Grian could feel himself growing tired, his eyelids reminding him that it had been a while since the small hermit had gotten some sleep. Grian shut his eyes, curling up with Mumbo and relaxing on the yellow grass below him, hoping that if the sun didn't wake them up, someone else would.

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Mumbo woke up to the heat of the sun beating down on him, the redstoner letting out a soft moan as he opened his eyes, questioning what had happened to him. Mumbo's head was fuzzy, he only remembered working on his industrial district before his brain went hazy. The Redstoner was relaxing against something soft, comfortable too, a pillow maybe?

Mumbo pulled his head out of the little spot where he was resting it, his breath being taking away in a split second. Grian was relaxed against Mumbo's body, his delicate features sending a flutter through Mumbo's heart. The Redstoner could feel Grian's breaths, watching as his chest rose before slowly falling, Grian holding tight to Mumbo.

The Redstoner gently picked Grian up, the small hermit like a child in his arms. Grian gently shifted a bit, his head leaning on Mumbo's chest. Mumbo couldn't look away from Grian's relaxed expression, the small hermit looking so peaceful in his arms. Mumbo walked over to the white bed by his nether portal, tucking Grian in under the covers. Mumbo looked around, confirming that no one was watching him, before he placed a quick kiss on Grian's cheek, kneeling down by His bed.

"You really gotta get some sleep Grian.." Mumbo said with a laugh, then a small yawn. The Redstoner rested his elbow on the bed, his head relaxing on the palm of his hand. Mumbo shut his eyes, falling asleep once more, and the two hermits sleeping for hours.