Falling Through The Night (Grumbo)

Curiosity

Mumbo Jumbo was lookin0g out his livingroom window at the sunrise. He really didn't want the calm night to end but he knew it would be back by the days end. He loved everything about it. All the animals were asleep, there were no chores to be done, no tiring farms to run and no stores to stock. It was just him and the stars. Or so he thought.

The night prior he was gazing at the constellations above the shopping district as he saw rocket particles. The last few of the night. Everyone was asleep but him. Or was someone else awake? Why were they still here? The redstoner's curiosity got the best of him.

Mumbo strapped on his elytra and grabbed his rockets. He knew he had to find out why this person was here and who they are. He took a deep breath in and with a squat and jump, he was flying through the very sky he longs to be a part of. He quickly found what he was looking for. A man in a large red sweater was perched on a tall cobblestone scaffolding. He was small with blonde hair and and a gazing stare at the stars.

Mumbo was a good 30 blocks away from the mystery hermit but he could see his eyes. They reminded him of his own. But his, this new hermit's eyes, were a beautiful hazel. The had a tint of every color. The stars reflected in his pupils, making his beautiful eyes shine. Mumbo loved the way the moonlight surrounded his face. The boy looked happy to be in the night. Just like the dapper redstoner.

Mumbo ducked down instantly as the blonde boy glanced his way. He had to get out of there. He grabbed his rockets and darted out of the area as fast and sloppy as possible. He wrapped around trees and buildings back to his base. He heard the boy following him. He began a downward spiral into the jungle bushes, losing sight of the now confused star boy. Star boy, yes! I don't know his name so that's what I'll call him.

The star boy dashed around the forest, looking for Mumbo with no luck. The black haired man sighed with relief and stepped clumsily out of the bushes. He fell on his back and dusted himself off. And with a few rockets and failed elytra openings, Mumbo Jumbo was headed home for the night.