Author's Note: I'm sorry! (You'll see what I mean XD)
Mumbo and Iskall had been working together to fix the delivery system in the Sahara warehouse. Their best friend and fellow Architech, Grian, had lost yet another potato within the system. And just like the last three times, they had to be the ones to go through the organised mess of redstone and fish it out.
Mumbo stood on Iskall's shoulders as he finally found the brown vegetable in an especially high hopper. "I've found it Iskall!" he called down, while he reached into the hopper to pull out the potato.
Iskall let out a heavy sigh of relief while he held Mumbo's ankles steady on his shoulders. "Finally! This has taken us... What is it... Three hours now, just to find it?"
"Four and a half." Mumbo corrected, still trying to reach the potato. "And judging by the state of this, I say we're going to be pulling potato skin out of the system for about... the next week."
"I'm going to murder that blond dwarf when we're done." Iskall growled.
"Wow! You're angry all of a spudden." Mumbo joked.
"I was serious..."
"Oh, common dude. We both know you can't stay mad at Grian for very long."
"This is the third time he's done this! He needs to be taught a lesson..."
"It's the fourth time actually."
"Whatever... Don't tell me you're not mad at him!"
"Believe me, I am. But no matter how much we tell him off, he's just going to do it again. You know Grian. He'll do just about anything for a laugh."
"Then is there a way to make this place 'Grian-proof'?"
"Ha! I wish... But even if there was, he'd eventually find a way around it."
Iskall let out another sigh, "Yeah, I guess you're right... It's almost like he's our little brother. His one sole purpose is to mess with us!"
Mumbo looked down and winked at his friend, "Aww...! But his two big brothers still love him. Right Iskall?"
The Swedish man smirked and rolled his eyes, "Okay, stop fooling around. Are you done up there yet? I thought you said you found the stupid spud."
"I have, just give me another minute. It's wedged in the hopper funnel." The British man chuckled.
Iskall groaned "Your potato puns are awful... But they are no mash for my own!"
Mumbo burst out laughing. He had nearly pulled the potato out of the hopper, it just needed one more pull, then it would be free.
Just then, Iskall felt his communicator vibrate in his pocket. Instinctively he reached down to grab it, completely forgetting about holding Mumbo steady. As Iskall's shoulder dropped, Mumbo lost his balance and fell right on top of the other Hermit.
"Ouch! Iskall what in the server are you do-" Mumbo began, before he notice the potato in his hand, successfully pulled out of the hopper. "Oh nice, thanks spud!" he laughed again.
"You're welcome... now... get off... my back... I can't... breathe!" Iskall grunted.
Mumbo looked down to find he was indeed sitting on top of Iskall's back. "Whoops! Sorry... Are you okay?" Mumbo chuckled sheepishly as he quickly got off and helped Iskall to his feet.
"Yeah, yeah... I'm fine." Iskall wheezed. When he caught his breath, he checked the three new messages on his communicator.
Xisumavoid: There's a tornado heading for the mainland! Everyone needs to take shelter now!
Xisumavoid: Scratch that last bit! Everyone come to Stress's base to take cover!
Xisumavoid: Now!
Mumbo read the messages over his friend's shoulder, "A tornado...?"
"Since when did Minecraft have tornadoes?" Iskall finished.
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The Wizard of X (A Hermitcraft/Wizard of Oz Fan Fiction)
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