POV: Hypno

     Why was he in the shopping district again? He wandered aimlessly having forgotten his original purpose of being here in the first place.
     "Hey Hypno!" X glided down to him and landed softly on the grass. He smiled and waved to his fellow hermit. "What's up?" Oh, small talk. Ok.
     "Nothing much, just had to break up a fight between Doc and Bdubs." X frowned.
     "Again? Goodness, those two are tearing each other apart." X looked away, he seemed very worried.
     "Don't worry, I made them apologize. I think they're gonna make up." Hypno reassured, this only caused X to furrow his eyebrows more. He glanced suspiciously at him, as if what he said was wrong.
     "Made?" Oh, He was quick to answer the misunderstanding.
      "I only used my power to stop Doc from tearing him apart. The apologizeing was on Bdubs part." He put out his hands in defense, who knows what X would do if he used his power for.... Not so good things. X relaxed and smiled gently.
     "Hmmm, just be careful. You know overuse of these types of powers can be..." X trailed off, but he knew exactly what he meant. Hypno hates to admit, but the feeling of having total control over Doc was... Empowering to say the least. Knowing that he could very well make him do anything, kill anyone. No, he wouldn't do that.
      "I know." He said flatly. The leacture had been given to him, and probably others multiple times.
     "Sorry. I know you've heard it a lot, but after the incident with the jungle and dimise." Oh he knows too well. Sure, he wasn't really involved in those endeavors. But he's heard plenty from the other hermits. "I'll buzz off, I just wanted to check in." X flew off towards his concrete shop. He stood there, just thinking. He didn't want to admit that using his power felt.... Good. Not in a kinky sort of way, don't get the wrong idea. (I'm looking at you guys). He lifted his hand, flexing his fingers. Now that he looked, a slight tremor shook his hands. Was it fear? Or want? A want for more power, to control. But he wasn't that type of guy.
     He shook his head and shoved his hands at his side. Just stop thinking about it.

POV: Zedaph (I mean, why not-)

     The hermits always have these meetings every month. Just to catch up and discuss things happening around the server. It takes place in the cowmercial district (shopping district) at a decent sized building docked out in the water. They have a meeting table and everything. But, like usual it's chaos. But we try to let everyone have a turn to talk.
     Zed glanced at his clock and quickly teleported to the meeting room. Everyone was already seated as he just popped up in a chair. Mumbo jumped and fell out of his chair.
     "Stop doing that!" Grian doubled over in laughter as Iskall too laughed, tears brimming his eyes. Mumbos face grew red as he quickly got up and sat back down. Zed couldn't help but notice the shock he sent Grians way. He grinned,
      "Sorry about that." Mumbo just smiled. He glanced over to see the hermits all talking and messing around. Scar, Grian, and Mumbo chattered excitedly with Iskall butting in. Tango, Impulse and Bdubs were talking about their new business, X and Keralis doing the same. Zed looked over, he was currently sitting next to Hypno, with Mumbo on the other side. Hypno just sat there, fiddling with a pencil in hand. Usually he would talk to Jevin, or maybe xB. But he just sat there quietly. Was something bothering him?
     "Hey-"
     "Okay, can everything please be quite!" X shouted, the talking instantly stopping. "Oh, it actually worked, okay." Zed turned his head away from Hypno, he'll have to ask later. " Ok, let's go around the table and say something. Don't make it too long, please." X glared at Joe, who quickly shuffled away a stack of papers.
     "So, no poems?" X just looked at him, "okay." Cleo giggled.
     "Let's just start,"

     "And then, she perished, I'm done now." Joe finished. It had been an hour of him talking.
     "Thanks, that was, um, lovely. Alrighty, Zed go ahead." He blinked shaking himself out of his little trance.
     "Right, so, I built the sun inside my house. That's it." The murmuring of the hermits stopped.
      "I don't know what I expected, but that was not it. Moving on, Hypno." Was it that odd to build a sun inside your home? It's very warm so who wouldn't? Right, Hypno's sharing. He looked at him, but he just kept on looking down. Did he not hear X call his name? "Hypno? You're sharing." X called, no response. "Zed, can you shake him? I think he's asleep." He nodded and softly shook the raccoon. Still, no response.
     "He must be out like a light!" Jevin exclaimed. He shook him a little harder, still nothing. He tilted his head and looked at his face. Half lidded eyes greeted him, Hypno's brows were furrowed as if he was thinking deeply.
     "It's your turn," he shook him harder, "Hypno!" SMACK!  A sharp pain hit his cheek. He stumbled and fell on to the floor, surprised. Zed softly touched his cheek and looked up. Oh, how he wished he hadn't. Hypno had a look of pure fury. A look of disgust, as if he had disturbed him by shaking him. His mind grew fuzzy, his bright pink eyes bore into him. Zed clutched his head in attempt to regain his composer to no avail. The last thing he saw before blacking out, was Hypno's twisted grin.

..... Hey, uhhhh, how's it going? Look, I'm sorry to leave you on a cliffhanger. But I had to do it to em. Also it's 3 am and I'm tired. Hope you enjoyed, and I'll see ya in a bit, bye!