Mumbo watched as Doc tied an old lead around the him, before shoving the mustached hermit to the ground, slightly growling under his breath.

"Is this all necessary..?" Grian asked, his voice slightly shaking. Grian was forced to watch as the others practically harassed Mumbo, trying to pry answers out from him. But Mumbo didn't give up, letting them attack him until the point where he couldn't take it anymore. Mumbo broke down in tears, but Doc wasn't believing him. Doc had a dark feeling that Mumbo was helping Ex and Hels. Grian didn't believe it, it was crazy, Mumbo would never want to hurt someone, he was too kind.

"Yes Grian, there's something wrong with Mumbo! I don't trust him. Isn't it suspicious why he won't tell us where the prison is?!"

"W-Well-"

"Come on, let's leave him here. We need to find the prison, Ex and Hels."

Hesitating a bit, Grian nodded, following Doc and Iskall into the Bubblevator. Mumbo watched as his three close friends left him, after yelling at him, slapping him, making him feel like useless rubbish. A few salty tears rolled down Mumbo's cheek, as he curled up, trying to get comfy on the stone hard floor. Mumbo was burning with rage, but he didn't know why. So many things didn't feel fair to Mumbo. He was so stressed, so tired, so afraid. It felt like thousands of emotions were flying around his head, practically snapping the Redstoner in two.

He wanted to kill Ex for making him do these awful things. He wanted to let his 'friends' know how he felt when they hurt him. He wanted to cry, he wanted to bleed from every pore in his body. Mumbo's head was racing, he didn't even noice Ex and Hels walking into the large storage area, Ex dragging a netherite sword behind him. The two noticed Mumbo's mental struggle, looking at one another with a confused expression stuck on both of their faces.

"What's with him?"
"Don't ask me. How should I know why he's crying?!"

Ex rolled his eyes, raising his sword and slashing at Mumbo's ropes, freeing the Redstoner within an instant. Mumbo didn't move though, continuing to silently sob on the floor. He had never felt so broken before. He didn't feel like himself, he felt like an entirely different person, and Mumbo hated it. Ex and Hels looked at each other before Hels rolled his eyes, bending down and grabbing the depressed hermit by his shoulders. Hels cussed under his breath, before completely giving up, dropping Mumbo back onto the floor. He didn't say anything, the Redstoner just curling up on the floor. He didn't know what to do anymore, his mind was torturing him, every. Single. Second.

"Get up, Mumbo. We have work to do."
"B-b-but...."
"Up. Now."

Mumbo's legs were shaking while he stood, holding himself as Ex and Hels nodded at one another. Ex pulled a small dagger out of his inventory, placing it in the mustached hermit's hand.

"Go and get my brother, and don't let anyone stop you.."
"B-but TFC-"

"I said, don't let anyone stop you. Bring him back to the prison, Hels and I are going to his base to look for his admin laptop."

Mumbo slowly nodded, twisting his fingers around the soft leather on the dagger's handle. Mumbo's anger seemed to flood out of him as the Redstoner gripped the handle, gritting his teeth together. He was furious, and Mumbo didn't know how to let that anger out. So he did the only thing he knew.

He shoved all of his emotions to the side.
And began to focus on the task at hand.

~~~~~~~~~

"Hey kid, what brings you here..?"

Mumbo ignored Tin's question, hopping off the ladder and landing on his feet. He walked right past TFC, ignoring him as he called out to the Redstoner. Mumbo's expression was blank and empty, like there was no feeling left inside of him. He didn't care, Mumbo just had to do whatever Ex and Hels said, then everyone would be okay, everything would be okay.

Mumbo held tight to the dagger that was hidden in his pocket, wanting to pull it out and stab TFC, who was following the Redstoner, trying to get his attention. Mumbo just scoffed, adjusting his tie as he began to walk a bit faster towards Xisuma's room.

"Wait up kid! Where are you going?"

"I just...I want to take Xisuma out for fresh air, that's all."

"Sorry Kid, he can't walk."

"That's fine. I'll help him."

Before Tin could say anything else, Mumbo walked away, entering Xisuma's bedroom. The admin had been reading a book at the time, his tired eyes scanning the page. He looked up from his book, smiling at Mumbo.

"Hey Mumbo! What up-"
"I'm taking you to get some air, come on."

Mumbo pulled the admin out of bed, pulling one of his arms over the Redstoner's shoulder. Xisuma balanced himself on Mumbo, with the mustached hermit helping him walk past Tin, and down the hall. TFC didn't speak, frowning as Mumbo lead the admin towards his portal. TFC pulled out his phone, clicking on Doc's contact and beginning to type at the small keyboard on the screen of his phone.

TinFoilChef> I think something is wrong with Mumbo

~~~~~~~

"Mumbo? Where are we..?"

Xisuma glanced around the dark prison, slightly scared as he could hear muffled screams. Mumbo's emotionless expression didn't change, as he helped Xisuma walk past Bdubs and Scar, both having cloths tied around their mouths. Xisuma went wide-eyed at this, trying to escape Mumbo's grip on him. The Redstoner just let out a sad breath, opening a cell door and shoving Xisuma into the prison.

"Nice job Mumbo!"

Ex and Hels seemed to glitch into reality, with Ex holding a laptop in his arms. He smiled as Xisuma's confusions expression changed to fearful, the former admin shaking on the ground. Hels and Ex let out an evil cackle, Mumbo hugging himself, the Redstoner trying to distract himself from what was happening around him. Ex didn't care, paying no attention to the mustached hermit as he typed in a code. Ex did a little twirl as he began to glitch, changing from his normal red suit into a dark purple one, identical to Xisuma's.

"How do I look, Hels?"
"Fucking Stupid!"

"I KNOW!"

The two let out another cackle, Xisuma looking at Mumbo with broken, sad eyes. Mumbo stared back, but his glare was shattered into millions of pieces, like the original Mumbo wasn't there anymore. The normally happy, spoonish Mumbo was dead, replaced with this depressed, broken mess.

And that's just what Ex wanted.