Hermitcraft Oneshots

Lunch date with two dorks (Fusion AU)

Grian opened his eyes to the new morning, still slightly in shock over the events of last night. His communicator buzzed, altering him to a new message.

Doc: Morning <3

Grian: Morning!!

Grian: <3<3

Doc: Don't one-up me like that!

Grian: =D

Doc: Dork

Doc: Doing anything today?

Grian: Weekly Sahara meeting at 10, but other than that no.

Doc: Wanna get lunch at Falsewells Dinner after your meeting?

Doc: We got a lot to talk about.

Grian: sure!

Doc: it's a date.

Grian smiled, before looking at the clock. 9:30. Grian lept out of bed and quickly got dressed and headed out the door, nearly forgetting not his elytra, but his shoes.

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"Sorry guys i over-" Grian ran into the empty conference room. Emphasis on Empty. "Uhhhh, did i mess up the timing?" Grian sat down in his chair and checked his com. It was 9:50. He was 10 minutes early.

"Okay," Iskall's familiar voice echoed through the room. "Time to set up and"

"Hey iskall!"

"AAAAAA!" Grian's fellow Aritech jumped, nearly chucking his entire armful of visual aid away in the process. "Grian!" Iskall panted in an attempt to get his heart rate down. "Your early, that's a new one!"

"I know right!" Grian laughed, " I thought i was late."

"Hey Iskall, we waitin on Grian aga-"

"Hi Mumbo!"

"AH, Jeez! Hi Grian, you're on time!"

"Early!" Grian said, a hint of pride entering his voice.

"How?"

"I'm getting good at rushing myself."

The meeting began there, and went how Sahara meetings usually go. Mild talk about the redstone, some talk about stonks, mostly just banter between the Aritechs. It was, as meetings go, unremarkable. Mumbo and iskall didnt raise an eyebrow when Grian nearly lept up from his seat when the meeting was over, what did raise their eyebrows was when he took out his com, typed something, waited for a reply, then left vaguely in the direction of a nether portal.

"Well, that was kinda odd?" mumbo said, watching the builder fly away from his bse.

"Agreed.." Iskall though for a moment. "Is going to meet with someone?"

"Probably," Mumbo rubbed his neck, "but normally he tells us who.."

"Weird..."

Grian scanned the tidy buildings below in FalseWell,looking for the dinner. He glanced up, before mentally smacking himself for not seeing the large bright red neon sign that read 'Dinner' above the building. Grian landed with a practiced grace, and a solid grin.

"Grian!" Docs familiar voice called. He stood near the entrance, leaning up against the wall.

"Doc!" Grian waved, his smile splitting wider. Doc leaned down and gave a quick peck on Grians forehead. Grian giggled, his cheeks flushed pink. He enjoyed the affection, but it had only been a night since all this had started, he wasn't quite used to it yet. "Lets get some food!"

A quick glance around the empty dinner and a moment later, the pair had sat down at a booth. A villiger acting as a waitress came and took their drink orders, before disappearing into the back room.

"So.." Grian said

"Yeah.."

The pair snickered.

"Well last night was a thing." Grian smiled, vaguely gesturing "We should start there!"

Doc nodded. "What should we tell the others...heck, what are we?"

"Maybe we dont need a label, at least not yet." Grian reached across the table, taking one of docs hands, which had been nervously picking at the table. He had chosen docs mechanical hand.

Doc sighed before smiling slightly. "Your right, for now, no label, maybe someday, but todays not that day. " Grian smiled and squeezed Doc's hand. "You know i can't feel that, right?"

"I know," Grian's grin spread across his face, "but I can."

Doc blushed, and slowly set his head down on the table. He muttered something into the table.

"What was that love?"

Doc grumbed something how all this lovey-dovey nonsense was getting to him.

"Oh, so you like the pet names?" Grian asked, a mischievous grin across his face. "So sweetie, what are you eating?"

Doc picked his head up. "Dont do this to me..."

"What wrong babe?"

Doc put his head in his hands, freeing him from Grian grip, but his face was still slightly exposed, it was flushed and he had a large grin plastered on his face. Grian kept up his assault, spitting out ridiculous pet names after ridicules pet name. Doc eventually looked up,

"Grian, sweetie, honey,light-of-my-light and my shining gemstone please stopppp." Doc said. Grian had stopped, his face slightly flushed and a wide grin across his face.

"You're glowing." Grian said,referencing how brightly Doc was blushing. Their drinks had come sometime during Grian's pet name assault on Docs heart, and Grian gave a dramatic and victorious sip of his shake.

The pair chatted for a while, eating lunch and generally enjoying each others company. Eventually Doc had to go, but the pair promised to meet up again later, this time to find out what Warhero can really do.

I forgot how much of the Fusion au i have written!