Mumbo blinks his eyes open and freezes when his internal clock kicks in. It's been two years to the day...

He hasn't been human for two years now... taking an artificial deep breath, his eyes turn a solid blue. It's not often that his robotic form feels wrong. But he misses being human. It's not like there was an accident or anything to cause this.

Clearing his head Mumbo grumbles slightly and makes his way down to Doc's base. There's sand in one of his joints and he... he needs help to get it out.

As he shows up at the RV Ren greets him with a wide grin, "Hey dude, The Doctor monster's all ready for you."

"Thanks Man," Mumbo grins to Ren.

"No problem," Ren sniffs at Mumbo a bit then frowns, squinting at his eyes, "Everything ok?"

Mumbo tenses up then shakes his head softly, "I don't know..." He sighs, "I just... robot..." He looks down at his metal hands.

Ren brings Mumbo in for a hug, "I feel you bro."

"Ren, where... oh," Doc hisses softly as he spots them, "Oh well, they'll come in when they're ready."

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Listening to Hypno talk Xb slumps down in his pool. Fanning his fins out he nods idly.

"Are you even listening to me?" Hypno sighs poking at Xb's head.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Xb shakes his head.

Kneeling down to meet Xb's eye Hypno smiles, "You ok?"

"Yeah, just thinking," Xb murmurs, flicking his tail out of the water, "The whole giant merman thing. It's kinda throwing me off. I don't hate it, but I miss being normal..."

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Joe hums to himself. There has to be a way to undo the Meteor's curse... He's no longer a vampire... so there must be a way. Unless of course he's not a vampire because his internal magic completely overpowered the meteors

"Choices, choices," Joe hums to himself.

"What choices?" Cleo asks slowly.

Joe hops down from The castle's roof and grins at Cleo, "The choices of what I can do about the meteor... I don't know how much power I would have against his magic."

Cleo looks down at her wooden frame, "Like seeing if you can reverse the transformations?"

"Something like that," Joe grins, twisting his head to the side.

"Can you?" Cleo asks, narrowing her eyes.

"Maybe," Joe shrugs, "I won't test it until I know it won't make it worse."

"Fair," Cleo shrugs, "I miss being a Zombie. Don't miss being human, but I liked being a zombie..."

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Grinning False digs out the area under her base.

It's going to look amazing, and she's working with some other hermits so it's going even faster. Her shape shifting is pretty handy as well.

Creepers don't attack deer... so that's useful.

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TFC sits down across from Cub. They've both ended up in the spawn egg for separate reasons, but sitting in companionable silence isn't bad.

"How are you?" Cub asks.

"Eh, been better, but I've been worse," TFC shrugs, "nothing too much has changed.

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Shifting his wings, Hels wanders after Evil X.

"What are we doing out here?"

"I used all the red nether bricks up, and we ran out of nether wart because I forgot to replant them," Ex laughs, scuffing at the ground, "So I've been given the job of getting more."

"So why am I here?"

"X has a meeting, and you're my friend," Ex grins, "He also said I need supervision."

Hels laughs, "fair," He flicks his tail. The Griffin thing is a bit weird but overall it's pretty fun.

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Given that his transformation did almost nothing to him and that that was the only thing keeping him on hermitcraft. Biffa left the server soon after.

Prefering to go back to what he was doing before.

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Flicking her wings open, Stress flitters up to the top of the lump. She made the Nether portal a few weeks ago and is loving the designs.

The fairy transformation isn't too bad, it's pretty fun and altogether useful without many backs.

Definitely one of the least harsh transformations.

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As far as transformations are concerned Hbomb is simply vibing.

For him, being a cat is not too bad. He's found that sleeping in cat form is a lot more comfortable.

Not to mention the endless pranking opportunities.

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Even with the transformation, Gem can't really notice much of a difference.

She doesn't shape shift very often so it doesn't affect her that much.

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It's not uncommon to find hermits underneath the spawn egg. They have a few rooms beneath it. A kitchen, a dining room, a few bed rooms, and a sitting room.

They've been constructed to allow for any hermits to have full access. Regardless of heights, or however their bodies have been altered. Step stools and pet ramps help everyone reach things they need to. Currently all the hermits are gathered in the kitchen.

Someone had the idea to make some cookies and cakes. Not code ones, but real homemade ones. So the hermits are gathered to help out.

Of course the moment TFC, Ren, Xisuma and Doc left the room all hell breaks loose. Grian momentarily thinks that eating the powdered sugar was a good idea. He starts spluttering and trying not to choke, "That was a bad idea," He grabs a water and starts drinking it. His wings twitch every time he coughs.

Iskall's laughing at him... but in a nice and friendly way. Making sure he's not dying, and all that.

"Oh no," Keralis buzzes, "Bdubs... move, come on sweet face you can't just go to sleep here."

Giving a sharp toothed yawn Bdubs nods and follows Keralis out of the way, collapsing at the table top and falling asleep.

Mumbo's eyes flash through many different colors, the chaos unfolding is rather interesting.

It's difficult to follow but interesting.

Flopping to the ground Zedaph laughs as Tango and Impulse go down with him.

Laughing Impulse pokes at Tango's head, "Dude, if you're not tiny, don't jump on people."

Tango grins, "Was that a challenge?"

"NO, not a challenge," Impulse shakes his head.

At the same time Zedaph grins, "Yes."

"Zed"

The sheep hybrid cackles and shuffles back to his feet.

Tango brushes some stray flour out of his hair and grins, "I will do my best to remember... We should make a giant hat for the meteor."

Grinning, the trio head off to cause trouble elsewhere.

"Cleo," Joe hums.

"Joe..." Cleo growls.

"We can talk about this," Joe backs away from her.

"No," Cleo upends the bowl of half made frosting onto his head.

Sighing Stress looks at the completed pile of foods then back at the hermits, who are decidedly off task and making a mess.

"You all know, you're cleaning this up." She calls out. A smattering of voices agree to this and she bursts out laughing.

As False sweeps the spilt flour into a pile, someone smacks straight into her back. Whirling around she steps back, right into the flour pile.

A plume of the powder drifts up.

"Oh snappers, sorry False," Etho calls.

"What is going on in here?" Xisuma sighs as he walks back into the kitchen, "I left for five minutes, and now the stove is on fire..."

Gem dumps a bucket of water over the fire.

"Really," Xisuma sighs.

Notes:

Two whole years.
I never thought I would get this far. With a plot taking shape and things happening.
Meteor Effect started out as a reason to write Bird Grian. It's evolved so much since I started writing.

To everyone who give comments and Kudos, I love you, you are all awesome. Seeing the comments always makes me smile.

Big thanks to everyone who's been reading this.

This fic honestly got me though quarantine and I'm so glad that I met everyone I have though this fic
<3

Updates will change to biweekly (Given I can balance that, if I can't it'll be back to once a week)
Friday's (last life fic in the meteor universe)
And a yet to be decided day (normal meteor stories)
I will start with just posting my back log of Last Life then move on to other things.