Author's note: More to do with seals because seals. There's also technically a separate story from this one that talks about S and Q dealing with Arthur, but I ain't going to write it as of right now.

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((A few minutes after the group fully transformed into seals))

 X's POV:

 I stared at my flippers and tail. A man named Arthur; a madman as Mighty truly put it. I continued staring until Mighty put her paw-flipper on my muzzle.

 " Are you okay, X?" Mighty questioned as she lowered her head. I breathed heavily as I looked up at Joe. Joe was trying to get his glasses onto his muzzle. He looked at the eyewear and whimpered as he tried to get it on his face. Grian was having similar problems.

 My tail twitched as I looked over at the seal-wolftiger, " To be honest, I don't know how to feel mate." I frowned as Mighty nodded. The two of us looked over at the others. Mighty explained how the madman decided that he was ignored by Mighty, so he decided to do some magic. This ended up with up rather painfully turning into small marine mammals. 

 Joe coughed as he finally got his glasses onto his muzzle. Joe looked at us, " My god it hurts worse than a creeper's savage explosion." he whimpered as he looked at his tail. I let out a sigh, " I.. I tried to freaking get out and warn ya'll." I lowered my head. Iskall and Grian were working on getting Grian's glasses onto his face, " That's why you bashed your head against the tank?" he questioned.

 Mighty's ears twitched, " Yeah..."  she answered. I watched as Mighty hopped over to my communicator, which detached from me even when the shirt I was wearing didn't. Mighty bopped at the communicator and tilted her head.

 " What are you doing?" Iskall questioned as he started to hobble around on his flippers. Mighty looked at me, " Seeing if I can contact S or Q. Mainly Q because he doesn't have a fear of seals." she snorted.

 Joe cocked his head to the side, " If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your communicator?" he lowered his head as he slowly started to lick his back and twitch as he hit an itchy spot. Iskall quickly hopped over and helped soothe the spot by rubbing his flipper on it because Joe couldn't reach. 

 Mighty thought for a moment; the hybrid narrowed her eyes in the process. She looked towards Joe after she finished typing, " I believe that Arthur took it while I was unconscious." she finally answered with a shake of her head.

 The four of us looked at each other, " That makes sense." Grian huffed as he slowly hopped up to Iskall. The Swede gave Grian a confused look as Grian slowly draped himself across Iskall's back, " You know, I think I might call Mumbo up. He could probably help make a cure." Grian wiggled off of Iskall's back and over to his communicator that was by where he originally was turning. 

 Grian bopped his nose against his communicator. Iskall frowned at him, " You know, I could simply call Mumbo, right? I have his contact in my eye." he shook his head. Grian snorted at him, " It's fine iceman! I got this!" he grinned as he kept bopping the communicator until it started to ring out. 

 Mumbo's voice would soon replace the ringing. The hermit cleared his throat, " Hello? Grian?" he called out. Clearing his throat, Grian spoke into the communicator, " Mumbo? We need some help mate. Come to the pond outside of Concorp." 

 A confused Mumbo sound came from the other end, " Grian, when did you get a dog? Did you accidently call me?" he questioned. Grian looked up at us with a whimper, " He... He can't understand us..." he whined. Joe waddled up at Grian and patted his head. Iskall did the same before his eyes widened.

 Iskall tapped his eye repeatedly, " What are you doing?" I questioned as I looked at him. The Swede looked at me confidently, " I'm texting Mumbo with both my thoughts and flipper." he smirked as he stopped tapping. 

 We all turned to Grian's communicator as Mumbo's voice returned, " You two are acting incredibly bizarre, but I will come and check things out." he sighed as he hung up the communicator. 

 Grian chuckled to himself, " I just realized that Mumbo is either going to freak out about us or hug us. " he shook his head. I looked at my own flippers and shook my head, " It's probably the former, Grian." I told him as I looked over at Mighty.

 The hybrid's ears were twitched as Mighty mumbled into the device. I cocked my head to the side as Mighty nodded and hung the device up. Mighty looked up at us, " Q should be around in a few minutes... He's trying to find the right spell from Jason's book to fix 'multiple bad situations'." she explained as her ear twitched.

 Joe tilted his head, " Multiple bad situations?" he questioned as Mighty shrugged. The hybrid simply told us that Q was speaking at a whisper and slipping up his wording a couple of times. I frowned and tapped at my helmet in order to get the status of everyone up. I nodded to myself and saw how Mumbo was on the way, but there was something wrong with the Wattpad server. 

 I leaned back and noticed how Mumbo changed to going to the Wattpad server very briefly. He remained there for a few seconds before returning to Hermitcraft. I frowned as my tail twitched, " Mumbo Oliver Jumbo.... What are you doing?" I mumbled under my breath as I looked up from my helmet and towards where Mumbo was approaching from. Our little group let out a gasp as Mumbo appeared carrying two seals in his arms.