Alright this is a request by AestheticMoonie for Ex shenanigans I guess? Also yeah I did give him a name, Xavion, which means 'fighter.' (I just thought it was cool so I went with it.) I've had this basically two sentences from done for a week but just didn't finish it so sorry about that..

And small warning for Mumbo and Xisuma, there is a brief mention of them being a 'thing' at the end but it isn't much. Just saying becuase I know some people don't like that? I don't know, just thought I should say something. Anyways here's your request! (I can rewrite it if you want, I do these things really late and really early time-wise!)

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"Please!"

"No."

"Why!?"

"Because."

"That isn't an answer."

Xisuma smirked. "Yet you use it."

Xavion sighed. "You need to sleep!"

Xisuma shook his head, batting his brother away and going back to filling the room with the clicking and clacking noises of a computer. Xavion grabbed his shoulders, turned him around and held up the bottle. "You make me selfcare. I make you selfcare."

Xisuma sighed and shook his head. "You have nothing to do. I have something to do. Plus, I don't want to."

Xavion shoved the bottle in his face again. "You not wanting to only fuels my will to make you."

Again, Xisuma pushed it away. "Nooooooo!"

"I." Xavion grabbed his brothers chair, making them face to face. "Will." He turned off the computer. "Do." He grabbed his brothers shoulders and got right in his face. "Anything."

Xisuma nodded. "Okay then, leave."

The brother nodded. "Last thing?"

Xisuma folded his arms. "Hm?"

"Whoops." Xavion grinned, popped the cork with one hand and used the other to force his brothers' head back. Xisuma started flailing in the worst attempt to get out, but the brother didn't budge. "Drink the potion!"

Xisuma shook his head. "NO!"

"YES!" He quickly forced his brothers' mouth open and dumped the bottles contents down Xisumas' throat. He sneered and released the other, who was already looking ready to go down.

Xisuma glowered and held up a finger, standing up and swaying in the process. "Now listen here! You do not ever force me to do something like that agaiiiii- Ohhhhh!" Xisuma blinked, reaching his arms out for his brother and smiled dreamily with his eyes half-closed. "Santa clause..!"

He crashed into his brother, who chuckled and set him down onto his bed. He smiled. "Night night Xisuma."

Then he did a double take, and squinted. "Your a loser."

Smiling at getting no response, and peeked over into his sibling's closet. An extra set of clothes lay neatly in the corner, but the vast majority was, no surprise, more admin stuff. A small sneaking smile came to his face, along with the bubbling sensation of being a sibling. If Xisuma were awake to see the glint in his eye, he would've known. But alas, said human wasn't awake now was he?

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Xa- 'Xisma' had been walking around the shopping district for awhile now, wearing his brothers clothes better than Xisuma himself and oddly amazed by these buildings alone. The 'Hermits' really were gifted, but it wasn't like he would ever say or even think of telling them that.

The island was rather empty for such a nice day. There were a handful of clouds and a crisper wind, which was nice, becuase the sun seemed set on melting him into a puddle. After awhile, he sat down on the steps of a Redstone shop, taking in the view. So far, the closest thing to human-life Xavion had seen was a bird overhead. And even that he found out about the hard way.

He only considered the bird human-life though, becuase out of the small handful of hermits he'd seen, they were all to sleep deprived and zombie like to be counted as living. Especially this one girl who looked like a literal zombie. So, after enjoying a few peaceful minutes, he was rather shocked at a hand clamping on his shoulder.

Yelping, Xavion jumped up to face his possible killer. A tall man with black hair and a mustache was standing in the captors spot. He gave Xavion funny look and said nothing. The brother blinked, trying to remember his name, he'd heard it mentioned before...

"Ah uh hello uh Mumbo.."

Mumbo nodded and continued looked and Xavion, who was growing uncomfortable. "Uhm.. Mumbo..?"

Mumbo arched an eyebrow and Xavion cleared his throat. "What are you.."

"Your not Xisuma, are you?"

Xavion blinked and shook his head. "No no I am X-"

"-avier? Avion? En?" Mumbo asked, tilting his head. "Becuase I know your not Xisuma." Xavion grumbled and stubbornly nodded. "Avion. I'm Xavion."

"And why," Asked Mumbo, motioning to his get-up, "Are you dressing up as Xisuma?"

Xavion held up a glass bottle before tossing it idly into a shop. "Becuase I can. Please don't get Xisuma though!! I just forced him to sleep! He never sleeps!" Mumbo gave him a look. "Xisuma is asleep? You're sure?"

Xavion nodded. "Mhm! I watched him basically pass out. So yeah. He's a loser." Mumbo sighed and nodded. "Thank you for putting him to sleep." The brother nodded. "So your not gonna tell anyone..?"

Mumbo shrugged. "Just stay away from anything that is mine and my redstone and I could care less."

Xavion nodded.  "Okay okay thank you!" Mumbo nodded and picked up a shulker box. "Bye Xavion, nice meeting you." Xavion nodded. "Bye Mumbo!" He smiled and walked off, feeling like he was the one who needed to. He walked into a shop, grabbed an elytra and some rockets from the nearest chest, and took off.

He had been flying awhile, his position somewhere over the jungle. A huge tree could be seen ahead, so he went to check it over.

When he got there, he was amazed. It wasn't a tree but a mega tree. Clearly built by a person as a base. The only real giveaway to that though was the hollowed inside and the fact it dominated every other tree. Other than that, it looked real. He checked for any signs of idiocy, entering in when his internal radar came up clear. It was almost like a complex maze to Xavion, but it was an intriguing one. Tree on outside, and tree on inside, it still looked like a base.

Exceptions to diorite. There was absolutely no diorite. Anywhere! Which, in his opinion, was simply the best block when it was polished. Normal diorite can burn.

"Hallo?" Said a voice from the end of the hallway/tree branch. Xavion froze as multiple steps could be heard. "Halloooo? Anyone here?"

A brown haired man stepped into his view, but didn't notice the intruder. Xavion held his breath, still and unmoving. After tedious and tension-filled seconds, the mystery man finally left the branch. Xavion slowly stood up, screaming when a hand grabbed his shoulder yet again.

"Gotcha!" Yelled the same voice from earlier.

Xavion sucker punched the man in the gut and booked it out of there, ignoring the words yelled in a forgiven language and focusing on making the spamming of rockets behind him go away.

Eventually, he was able to escape the grasp of a madman.

That was of course, having to suddenly veer off-course to evade tumbling into a snail. Regaining his heartbeat, he began to ascend the skies due to low rocketage. Once he was out Xavion planned on gliding to the ground.

And that he did, but it wasn't because of a rocket runout, but more to a small, eye catching hobbit house.

Landing down onto the soft, grass-padded land, he began sneaking his way over.

Despite his internal idiocy radar screaming to leave, the curiosity won over. Especially when despite there being nobody home, he still got the idiot vibes.

Walking in, he noticed one thing instantly.

Chests.

And lots of them.

All filled with doors. Each door labeled what he could guess to be a hermits'.

After quickly putting one and one together to get two, he figured out that these were probably stolen doors. And after a quick few moments of thinking and justifying his thieving from a thief, he took out all of the house owners wood and sat down next to the crafting table.

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It took a great deal of time, half an hour to be specific, but he had done it. And now, as Xavion stood there, wiping his hands on his(brothers) pants, he smiled.

Every door had successfully been replaced with a trap door, and not only that, but each one had been named a completely random thing, all in order to sabotage this scheme. 

Laughing to himself, Xavion began cleaning up the evidence, about to leave when a small voice piped up.

"Xisuma...?" A blonde-haired, epically short and red-sweater clad man/toddler looked at him. "What're you.....?"

His eyes darted to the crafting table, then to the door chest. The smaller ran over to open it, gasping at the difference. "Xisuma?!"

Xavion froze. "A uh- I uhh-" He deadpanned a moment. "...potato...."

The other one kept looking between the surprises. "Did you just... prank me?!"

Xavion shrugged, taking a step back, mumbling; "Uhm you weren't s'posed to see.."

The kid just looked at him before laughing. "Well I'm shocked! Mumbo, Scar or Iskall, Alright, but you?" He laughed again, slapping his hand on his leg, "I'd never!"

Xavion shrugged, taking precarious steps back and twisting his hands. "Well uh ha-ha you caught me..!" And with that, he bolted out the door and took to the skies, thankfully not having any pursues this time.

After getting out of his general people run-in area, he lowered down a bit, searching for some sort of architecture to mess with. An believe me, he did. Every single time Xavion has come across something hermit-made, a clear and subtle point of messing with it was proven. Luckily though, he wasn't noticed by anyone, and only had to make a quick escape once and a half before he took back to the high-skies.

After finding himself lost above a Mesa, he landed again, wanting to spare rockets. He made a mental promise to stop messing up so much as he kept walking. A faint figure could be seen in the distance, but Xavion blew it off to some assortment of animal.

Well, he was right.

The figure saw him and was at his side before he could realize it. A sandy-blonde with red eyes looked at him. "Hey X!"

Xavion slowly nodded. "Hello uhm.. demon??"

The man laughed and looked around. "Wait, Zed's here?!" He smiled before laughing again, the intruder awkwardly laughing too. The man smiled, revealing slightly pointed teeth. Xavion grinned, remembering this ones name. "Oh hush Tango."

Tango shrugged. "So what brings you around these parts eh? Terracotta?"

Xavion-supposedly-Xisuma nodded. "Yup!"

Tango nodded. "Well good luck man!" He smiled and walked off.

He barely made it ten minutes of walking before the same man- Tango, swooped down next to him. "Uhm whatcha doin' there Xisuma..?"

X shrugged and Tango gave him a funny look. "Well c'mon. You just called a meeting.."

Xavion paled. Was this his brother?! How was he even awake?!

Tango tilted his head. "I'm sorry but huh? Something about your brother being awake..?"

Xavion froze before waving a hand. "Forget it, uhm.." He thought a moment. "Elytra died. Walk with me?"

Tango shrugged and nodded. "Of course. Sorry I can't lend you a spare, I'm using it right now. Happens to the best of us right?" He playfully elbowed his ribs and Xavion had to put in a but to much effort to not strike him.

And eventually, they got to where the meeting was being held. Xavion has been and still was completely clueless, not knowing the slightest thing of anything, so he went along with whatever Tango said.

And just to clarify, no.

Normally meetings weren't started with the servers helmet-wearing admin in a pink bathrobe, yellow slippers and looking ready to kill a certain someone.

But then again it was the Hermitcraft sever, so these kind of things were excepted in the unexpected category. Multiple looks were tossed to Xavion, whispers of confusion spread throughout the hermits.

Xisuma, the real one, tied the robe a bit tighter and pointed a finger at Xavion. "You!"

"Me?" He asked.

Xisuma nodded. "Yes, you!"

"My names Xisum-" He began. But his brother wasn't having it and it three quick strides was grabbing his collar and yelling in his face.

"Cut the you-know-what Xavion! Why! Would! You! Do! This?!"

Xavion sniggered a little and looked at his brother. "Nice robe."

Xisuma went bright red as his brother fell to the ground laughing. Xisuma yelled at him. "Oh you think it's funny?! How about I shove a potion down your throat! Hm!? Yeah!"

Xavion kept laughing and Xisuma threw his hands up. "This is your fault! I couldn't wear my other clothes because they were either missing or had potion on them!"

Red-sweater tilted his head and pointed at Xavion. "Wait so if that isn't Xisuma," Be pointed at Xisuma, "And you are," He pointed back to Xavion. "Then who is that??"

Xisuma huffed and crossed his arms. "Well Grian, this is my idiot brother. Xavion. He forced me to sleep."

Iskall gave Xavion a look. "Were you the one in my base...?"

Xavion nodded, still laughing at his brother. Iskall squinted a bit. "And what were you doing...?"

Xavion smiled. "Well see you base is missing the best block. Polished diorite. So I was gonna replace the floors-"

"You monster!" Iskall threw a branch at him. "Don't you ever!"

Red-sweater, Grian, laughed. "Aww seriously man?!" Xavion nodded and Grian grinned. "Okay I like you. Xisuma your brother is cool."

Xavion smiled. "Your short."

Grian glared. "Your extra tall."

"And your extra short."

"Well your dumb."

"Sorry I left my gold-star stickers at home. But good job using four letter words!"

Grian frowned before grinning at everyone else. "Ha! Someone noticed!" He looked at Xavion again. "You know I have a good bit of diorite and multiple ways to distract Iskall if you..?" Xavion nodded. "Oh yeah. Definitely."

Xisuma groaned. "Oh god no.. Please no you two are enough trouble by yourselves with your shenanigans!"

Xavion patted his brothers head. "Sucks to be you, pays to be me."

Mumbo held up a finger and gave Xavion a look. "Stay away from my stuff. Got it? That was our deal."

Xisuma went wide-eyed at Mumbo. "You knew-?!" Xavion put a finger over his brothers mouth. "Shh shh, big kids are talking. Your stuffies are in the corner." Then, the looked st Mumbo. "Fine, but you have to tell me this."

"Okay?"

"How did you know I wasn't Xisuma? I mean, I'm a pretty good actor and all.."

"Oh.." Mumbo thought a moment. "Well uh.. you see.. me and Xisuma are kinda uh.." He looked down mumbling the last word in which being 'together.'

A cheery whoop came from the crowd, followed by multiple groans as chests were placed. Stress grinned happily yet snugly as every single hermit, minus Mumbo, Xisuma, and Xavion, coughed over a good chunk of diamonds. Xisuma agave everyone a look as Mumbo took the brunt of the over-protective side of Xavion.

The admin sighed. "You guys bet on me...?!"

Stress smiled, now just smugly, as she collected her winnings. "Well I suppose we did." Upon seeing Xisumas' expression, she added, "Think of it more like whoever guesses wrong has to pay the winner a certain sum."

She made a face at all the other hermits and laughed. "Like these losers."