(June 10, 2020)

(sorry for lack of btbh stuff)

(A week or so ago, I saw a headcanon on the Hermittpad Reacp Discord server [If you want the link, go to the account, it should be there.] I don't remember who said it, but if you're reading this and want to be credited, please comment here)

(But yes, it's more X and EX stuff)

WC (water closet?): 1681 words
Warning: it sounds like X has a drinking problem if you read it out of context, but i assure you, it's not. he just likes to spite his brother. also, a bottle is smashed and shattered.

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Siblings do weird and concerning things all the time, and eventually, you get used to it. Eventually, you'll start to see it as normal. Whether it's a weird phrase they say, or a random habit, you won't bat an eye if they do it in public, where others would stare and be judgmental.

However, EX still can't get over the fact that Xisuma sometimes downs the whole bottle of hot sauce without drinking water or milk afterwards.

"Would you sToP tHaT?" EX cried, throwing his hands into the air. Xisuma quickly slipped his helmet back on and looked at his brother through the black visor, arching an eyebrow. EX glared at him, pounding his fist on the table from the lack of response.

The admin set the empty bottle on the dinner table, the glass bottom thumping on the wooden table. Glaring daggers even harder now, EX cleared his throat, expecting an answer. The Hermit heaved a sigh, the corners of his lips twitching upwards behind the helmet.

"Stop what, now?" Xisuma finally asked, feigning innocence. The red clad man groaned, dragging his hands down the front of his helmet.

"Stop drinking the hot sauce like it's water! This is like... the third bottle this week, and it's a Tuesday!" X looked at the hot sauce bottle, then raised his gaze to his brother.

"Yeah, one a day."

EX facepalmed, "No- X, we'll have to go to the store in the Minecraft Hub thing soon-"

"Good." Xisuma smirked, and it, unfortunately, was visible in his eyes.

"I'm not buying it for you anymore then," his brother threatened, clearly seeing the smirk. Xisuma pouted, and crossed his arms.

"Fine, I'll do it myself."

EX shook his head, muttering under his breath, "I swear there's something in that liquid." In a more clear voice, he continued, "Have you checked the ingredients?"

"Don't worry, nothing illegal. I like to spite you and hot sauce is really good-" X tried to insist, only to be cut off with EX shaking his head furiously.

"Are you mental?" he asked, readjusting the helmet. It had become offset in the midst of his movement.

"If I am, then you are too." Xisuma stood up and made his way to the shared bedroom in his base. EX sputtered and scrambled to follow him, tripping on his feet but managing to recover smoothly

"What- no, that's not how this works-"

And the twins continued to bicker late into the night.

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A few days and a couple bottles of hot sauce later, the Void twins were strolling around the Shopping District. X had to refill his concrete shop, and EX was tagging along to 'taste the sun', according to his brother.

As the admin refilled his stock, he and his brother continued their argument from last night. With Xisuma trying to defend that downing hot sauce like he does it completely normal and EX insisting that there is something wrong with him, someone surely would have overheard their quarrel.

Both X and EX know that not a single Hermit knows about X's hot sauce habits. How, EX isn't sure because of how often it happens, but if Xisuma hasn't been caught yet, the admin must be doing it while he's working on the code in private.

"I swear not, you probably drank at least a thousand diamonds in the way you're going through the hot sauce. Remind me again, how old were we when this entire habit started?" EX sat himself on the ledge of a shelving unit X was restocking.

"... five," Xisuma grumbled. EX crossed his arms, swinging his legs. X swatted at him, hitting his shoulder.

"Uh huh. How old are we now?" EX shoved his brother's hand away.

"... twenty-six-"

"Exactly, it's been two decades, and you're still chugging hot sauce like it's water. There is something wrong with you," EX said, as if he just cracked the world's largest mystery in the world. Xisuma heaved a sigh, brushing his hands off and gesturing for EX to follow him out of the store.

The best part about this chronic argument is X always carries a bottle of hot sauce everywhere just to spite EX. The admin whips it out whenever he so desires during the argument. It never fails to pull a reaction from his brother.

"You better not have another stupid bottle of hot sauce with you-" EX started, his eyes narrowed to slits.

"Thanks for reminding me, brother." In reality, Xisuma had waited for EX to mention something, as he had waited considerably longer than normal. EX groaned as his brother took out another bottle- the second one today- and unscrewed the top. He closed it again with a grin.

"You're lucky we're in public, I'm not gonna take my helmet off. I'll drink it when we get back to my base."

Ren was walking around, admiring the other builds in the District. Sure, he's here almost every day, but he rarely gets the time to actually look at the builds that spring up so quickly.

He noticed the two brothers walking around, talking with each other. EX was waving his hands around as he spoke, almost hitting his brother multiple times (on purpose or by accident, Ren wasn't so sure).

"Hiya, X, EX, how are ya?" Ren called out, waving at the admin and EX. They looked up to him, waving back.

"Hello, Ren. I'm doing quite well, how are you?" Xisuma asnwered, EX nodding in agreement. Ren smiled, glad that the two are cooperating with each other.

"I'm doing alright..." His eyes caught the hot sauce bottle in X's hands. Ren was thankful for the sunglasses on his face, hiding his stare. "Why do you have a bottle of hot sauce? I mean- not that I have anything against it, it's just the middle of the day and that's kind of odd..." Ren rubbed the back of his neck, ducking his head lowly. Much to his confusion, he heard a snicker. As he looked up, he saw EX's shoulders quickly rising and falling as he laughed at his brother. Xisuma ignored EX, as he usually does in situations like this.

"I was just drinking hot sauce, as you do-" He yelped and instinctively covered his neck as EX slapped the back of his exposed neck.

"People don't normally down hot sauce, Xisumavoid!" The red clad man yelled. Turning to hes brother, Xisuma pushed EX back, sending him into the grey mycelium. From under his visor, X wrinkled his nose, and if anyone had to guess, probably stuck his tongue out too.

Ren watched in bewildered amusement. Never had he seen Xisuma act this childish.

"He's just jealous that I can without crying," Xisuma said in a smug tone as he turned back to Ren, a smirk audible in his voice. EX rolled his eyes and pushed himself to his feet.

"What? No-"

"He cries for hours when there's a hint of anything spicy in his food," the admin continued as if EX hadn't spoken. The corners of Ren's lips twitched upwards. He knows everyone has their weakness, but didn't expect EX- a supposed evil clone of Xisuma- to dislike spicy things.

"Xisumavoid that's not true!" EX protested, flicking X in the arm. The admin didn't even flinch.

"Are you two okay?" Ren asked, genuine concern lacing his voice. EX quickly covered where Xisuma's mouth would be without his helmet with a gloved hand, effectively startling the admin so he could get a few words in.

"X isn't, he downs hot sauce daily, and it's a problem, you have to help me stop his addiction-"

"If you stop me you won't have anymore of those bottles to smash over my head." X pushed EX's hand away, holding up the full bottle to prove his point. Ren blinked, comprehending what the normally serious admin said.

"... Dang it, X," EX grumbled.

"Excuse me, what?" Ren exclaimed, jaw dropping. EX gave his brother a dirty look, as if he just exposed an important secret. He looked around, watching for anymore witnesses.

"You know what- we all have eye-protection, and X's helmet is liquid proof-" EX snatched the bottle out of his brother's hand- at this point, Ren looked away- and smashed the full bottle over his brother's head.

"Oh for goodness sake, EX, not again." When Ren looked back, he burst out laughing at the sight. It's not everyday- in fact, it's no day that you see your leader drenching in hot sauce. EX held the neck of the bottle, the body broken off. Some hot sauce had splattered onto him, but he didn't mind. a piece of wool could clean it off with one wipe. He laughed with Ren, a familiar mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

"You had it coming," EX almost sang.

"It'll take ages to clean up like last time you did just this," Xisuma groaned, flicking the bottle shards off his shoulder. He got the sauce onto his hand. The admin could already feel the hot sauce getting sticky.

"I-" EX tried to say, but cut himself off with a yelp. Xisuma had wiped his visor and flicked it onto his brother.

"At least my helmet was on this time, it took even longer to get it out of my hair," Xisuma- ever the optimist- said. Ren's jaw dropped for the second time as EX's rare laugh rang out again.

"Your fault."

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Issa mess i realize lol

I know this is out of character... then again, all my stuff is.

But let's be honest, if you have a sibling, both of you act differently with each other depending on who else you're with and where you are...

Hopefully this made you smile or chuckle, or even brightened or made your day if it wasn't so good. Have a good day/night! <3