<>So in a build swap on Mumbo's channel from 2 years ago, Mumbo called Grian "something" and Grian retaliated by saying that "he wasn't a building machine!" So I got an idea: What if Grian was a building machine? A building A.I that was given a body? And only Mumbo knows about it? So yeah, that's what this is!<>

Mumbo was confused when the Convex called for a server wide meeting, what could they want? On the way there he meet up with Iskall, and together they made their way to the meeting.

As soon as Mumbo walked through the door his eyes spotted Grian, shut down. He wanted to run up and do something, but he had a feeling that right now wasn't a good time to do so.

They sat down and waited for the meeting to start, which wasn't long since they were the last to arrive.

"Fellow Hermits," said Cub, just a tiny bit over dramatic, "We are gathered here today for an important reason"

"Does the robot on the table have anything to do with it?" asked Tango, motioning towards Grian, "And why does it look like Grian?"

"Yes it does involve that!" said Scar with a happy smile, not answering the second question. And Mumbo was already so close to killing the Vex right then and there, Grian wasn't an 'it' he was a he!

"You see, when me and Scar where talking to Grian earlier we noticed that he was stuttering over his worlds weirdly," started Cub.

Scar picked up where his fellow Vex left off, "Almost like a computer that was glitching, so we asked him about it. But he just looked at us before collapsing, and when we checked him we noticed metal"

Mumbo was sweating at this point, is this really how the Hermits found out about Grian being an A.I? God, he hoped not.

"So we have come to the conclusion that Grian's been kidnapped and replaced by a robot!" finished Cub triumphantly, "And since we didn't notice until now, we're going to look into it's coding to see how it did that!"

"He"

"What?"

"He," hissed Mumbo, though it also sounded like a growl, "He's a he, not an it"

"It's a machine Mumbo," said Iskall at the same time the Convex both asked: "You know it?"

Now, Mumbo Jumbo wasn't a man known to lash out in rage, or lash out at all. But everyone calling Grian an it, and planning to break him open, it made his blood boil. He wanted nothing more than to take Grian away and fix him, he didn't want to see his friend hurt like this. So he made a decision, he leapt out of his seat and pushed Scar and Cub away from Grian's deactivated mechanic vessel.

"Dude! What the hell?" asked Iskall shocked, never in a million years imagining his raven-haired friend doing something like this.

All that answered him was a growl from Mumbo, red eyes blazing with protectiveness, "Stay. Back."

"What's gotten into you, man?" asked Doc, a bit annoyed with how the mustached Architech was acting.

"What's gotten into me?" growled Mumbo out, some leftover redstone on his suit lighting up slightly, "I'm protecting Grian, that's what's gotten into me!"

"From who?" shouted Ren confused. He didn't really wanting to be loud, but speaking quietly just didn't seem to fit the situation.

"Them!" shouted Mumbo, gesturing at Scar and Cub. He then turned to motion at everyone else too, "And you lot too!"

"Hey! What have we done to hurt Grian?" asked Scar, rather offended by Mumbo's words.

"Your talking about cutting him open to see how he works! That's what you've done!" snapped Mumbo, surprising even himself with how rude he sounded.

Since covered the room like snow after a snowstorm as his words sunk in, and soon all eyes where at the inactive robot on the table.

"But that means..." whispered Scar. He trailed off at the end, not sure he could say it.

But his partner hand no such problems, "That this is Grian, and we just threatened to cut him open and dissect his components"

Mumbo gave a stiff nod to the pair, to show that they were right. And this made the room explode with noise. Shouts of shock and horror, threats where also flung around. But Mumbo couldn't care less, as all he wanted to do was move Grian out of the room and to a safer place. But it was hard, Well it was hard until it wasn't. Looking up he was startled to see TFC helping him lift Grian, "Let's go to my vault, I should have some tools you can use to fix him up a bit"

"That would be appreciated," mumbled Mumbo, voice tired from all the yelling he did before, "Please lead the way, since I really don't have the slightest clue where it is"

TFC let out a quiet little chuckle, "No worries, just follow me and we'll get there in no time"

And they did, and somehow no one noticed, so they were all alone too. That was a huge relief for Mumbo, the mustached man was really wondering how he'd go about explaining everything to them all. So that was left for a different day him to worry about.

"What do you need?" asked TFC, motioning towards a wall of chests labeled 'Robotics and related stuff'

Mumbo hummed in thought, thinking about what he needed, "Do you have a USB cable? I need one to transfer him to his computer"

"Top chest on the left," said the elder Hermit, pointing at said chest, "Now, what do you want to eat?"

"I'll have whatever," said Mumbo, searching for the cable in the chest. He pulled it out with a happy little 'Ah!' before walking back to Grian, who was laying on a table near the wall. He placed a laptop on a chair nearby before plugging one part of the cable into it, he then moved to Grian opened up a little panel behind his right ear before plugging the other end there.

In a matter of seconds the laptop came to light, code flashing across the screen fast. After a few more seconds of flashing code the screen turned black. But it soon flashed on again and a blinking little dot soon appeared.

At seeing the dot Mumbo let out a little sigh of relief, "Thank god it worked!"

A quiet beeping came from the computer, which made Mumbo turn to look at it.

Text had appeared when he wasn't looking, <<Why wouldn't it work? It's me after all! :)>>

"That's why I was worried!" said the mustached man with a laugh.

<<Your not very nice :(>>

"Now who said I had to be nice?" hummed Mumbo, amusement dancing in his eyes.

<<:(((( I'm turning off the computer, wake me when your done fixing me>> And then the laptop shut off, gently closing itself as it did.

Mumbo huffed out a laugh as he got to work, grumpy Grian was indeed very grumpy. No need to keep the other waiting. He decided to take his time fixing everything, hoping to avoid anything big for awhile, hoping that they'd all calm down.

But this is Hermitcraft, 'calm' is not a word that fits into this server, and shit was about to hit the fan.

<>Yes I'll probably make a part 2 someday, don't know when, but I might. The name makes sense of you have the context of the story of this AU which none of you have yet!

*BIG DRAMATIC GASP* Should I start an ask blog (here on Wattpad) about this AU? (It's name is yet to be decided) I really like that idea!

Anyways, have a wonderful time everyone!<>