Mumbo was not having a good day. While working on emptying the giant hole that would surround his Witch Farm of lava, he had slipped into some after being startled and nearly blown up by a creeper, and lost all of his gear. Then he just couldn't get the Redstone machine for his Cryptocurrency idea to actually function properly. And everyone was continuing to joke about his base being "Lag Central", despite the fact that he had turned off his most lag producing farms. (Of course, no one had actually come nearby since then, but still.)

The raven-haired man let out a groan as he heard the sound of his villager breeder malfunctioning once again. Why that one couldn't stay functional, he wasn't sure. But that had to be dealt with sooner rather than later. 

Quickly flying over to the Evil Island to try and find the problem, he didn't even realize that he was talking aloud as he examined the machinery and delicate systems of the power conducting material. He didn't hear the sound of fireworks and the swoosh of an elytra, indicating that someone else was here. 

"Idiot... Klutz... Annoyance... I'm just... worthless..." Mumbo muttered, unaware of the audience he had, until he felt a pair of arms around him. Knowing exactly who it was, he found himself melting into the embrace.

"Y'know, I love the shennanigans we get up to." Grian answered him. "I love that when I'm having a bad day, you always know how to make me laugh."

The blond builder let his mustached friend get up as he continued. "You come up with some really great ideas, too, Mumbo. The Sahara project, for just one example? You have no idea how excited I am about that!"

"You're one of the smartest guys I know, and so determined to solve any problem you might come across. And you come up with some really creative solutions as well!" Grian continued his rant as Mumbo just stared on.

"And that's not even beginning to touch on your selflessness. How many times have you put your own work aside to help out someone else with a project? Heck, you give to the community regardless of whether or not they ask, like with the Witch Farm." The other hermit added.

"Don't you dare call yourself worthless, Mumbo. You are a great person and a great friend, and you are so, so wonderful, just because you're you..." Grian finished.

Mumbo closed his eyes for a second before looking at his visiting neighbor, a look of shock on his face. Ever so slightly, he felt his mouth morph into a smile, the first one of the day. 

"Grian, I... I don't know what to say..." he managed to get out after a few more seconds. 

"You should apologize to my friend Mumbo for insulting him." Grian replied with his signature grin.

Mumbo was befuddled. "Excuse me? Are you serious?" He asked with a laugh.

"Completely. Apologize to Mumbo, Mumbo." Grian returned with a chuckle.

The raven-haired man in the suit rolled his eyes. "Mumbo, I give you my deepest condolences for saying such things about you." He said, going along with Grian's playfulness. But with that said, he felt incredibly lighter.

"I still do need to fix this..." Mumbo muttered. "But you can stay and chat while I'm at it, if you'd like?" He offered to the man in the red sweater.

Grian nodded agreement, and the two chatted until the machine was fixed.

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Once again, some of my ramblings in the form of a Grumbo one shot. I really wanted to do something with Convex Ship, but this is what came out instead.

Hope you enjoyed!