"You're planning what now?" Ned asked, biting down on the paper straw of his drink, eyes widened. He was leaning against the kitchen counter separating the kitchen space from the living room.

"I'm thinking of building a rift that will connect two servers," Xelqua answered. He was sitting on the sofas back, facing towards his brother in the kitchen.

"Do you think ᔑꖎ↸ᒷリ will approve that?" The Lead Admin asked, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, there's nothing exactly wrong with it, but do you think that he'll think of it as a good idea?" The straw slipped out of the cup it had been holding up. Cola spilled on the counter as the paper cup fell against it. Ned barely managed to dodge it.

"I think he will approve my idea more than that mess you made," Xelqua answered with a grin on his face as he watched his brother examine the damage the liquid had caused on the furniture.

"ᓭ𝙹リ 𝙹⎓ ᔑ ʖ╎ℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑!" Ned swore in Galactic before reaching for a paper towel.

"Swearing in Galactic doesn't censor a shit, we all speak it," Tatton commented as he passed by the room, earning a middle finger thrown his way.

"What are you even going to crossover with the rift? Dream Smp?" Ned inquired as he cleaned up the kitchen counter.

"I have friends on the Empires Smp. Though, I don't think that I'll tell them about it. I don't want anyone finding out about me being a Watcher," Xelqua explained what he had of his plan. "I want it to be as if the rift just appeared out of nowhere, that way no one can't exactly suspect me of anything," he continued, rubbing his dirty shoe against the back of the sofa.

"...That's not gonna come off," Ned pointed out carefully as he watched Xelqua do his thing. "And here I thought that I was making a mess!" He let out a sigh.

"ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᒲᔑ╎リ ∴ᔑℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑ᒷ∷  ̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ, what do you– Wait, you're above me I can't tell you that– ᒲᔑ𝙹! Get your ass over here!" Blake exclaimed into the depths of the long hallway. Despite being the leading Lead, he had no control over the Mains, especially when Xelqua was the 5th in command.

"What do you want from me?" Mao whined as he rushed down the long hallway, clearly annoyed by this sudden call.

"  ̇/ᒷꖎ's ruining the sofa." Blake pointed towards the Watcher, who was now completely caught red-handed for his actions.

Mao gave him a blank stare before slowly answering: "Go see ᔑꖎ↸ᒷリ, he can deal with you."

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     "So, ᒲᔑ𝙹 sent you here for causing property damage." Alden raised his gaze from the pile of papers in front of him. "Mind if I ask you what kind of property damage we're talking about here?" He raised and eyebrow underneath his mask, clearly curious about the whole subject.

"Don't worry about that, I did it just so I could come see you without having to actually arrange a meeting that'll fit your schedule." Xelqua flashed him a sly smirk.

"ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᒲᔑ╎リ ∴ᔑℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑ᒷ∷  ̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ, you do realise that I have a communicator that you can call whenever you want to, and my door is always open for you and all of our siblings." Alden's stare was blank, he was still processing what Xelqua had said.

"Oh, well, too late now," Xelqua shrugged, turning his smirk into a more trying-to-look-innocent one, as if he hadn't done anything.

"You're not even the only one who has done this.." Alden mumbled, rubbing his temples. "Well" – he raised his gaze to face Xelqua – "what was so important that you had to destroy something to come see me.?" he asked, kinda hesitatedly. He wasn't exactly sure if he even wanted to know.

"So, I have a plan for Hermitcraft. A plan that involves Watcher magic," Xelqua started. Alden raised an eyebrow, curios about where this would lead. "I want to create a rift that connects Hermitcraft and Empires Smp, but I don't think that it would be quite the best idea for me to make it work by myself because the Hermits might start suspecting something."

"Hermitcraft has two of its own Watcher, Zloy and Pixlriffs, but the latter is also a member of the Empires Smp," Alden thought out loud. "I think it would be the best if you spoke of it with them. Then you'll have a nice team of a Hermit, an Empires Smp member and a neutral Watcher," he suggested, writing something down on a paper.

"And you really think that Spirit won't try to take advantage of that weak point between the two servers?" Xavier asked from Xelqua.

"Hey," Xelqua called out to get Alden to raise his head. "Aren't you afraid that a weak point between servers isn't going to cause a problem?" he inquired, leaning against the armrest of the chair he was sitting on.

"You're a strong Watcher, I trust you to keep it protected. If something goes wrong, you'll have to take it down or get better protection for it," Alden answered calmly. "Hermitcraft and Empires Smp are both highly protected servers, a little weak point between those shouldn't be enough for Spirit to break through."

"Alright," Xelqua nodded. "I'll make sure she doesn't get in." Alden raised an eyebrow.

"She?" he tilted his head, seeming curios.

"Oh," Xelqua shifted, "My bad. I don't know why I accidentally said that." It was a lie. He did know why he had said it, but he wouldn't admit it.

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     "Where the hell are you even going to fit that rift? You're living under a rock! Well, not exactly, but inside a rock." And there they were again. Xavier was starting to get kinda annoying, but Grian couldn't do anything about it. The two of them were impossible to separate.

"Just so you know: I'm building my starter base now, and after that I'll start working on a bigger project where the rift will go," Grian answered, shuffling through his materials. He had grown tired of living inside the Entity.

"So you're not making it yet?"

"Not yet, I just had to bring the idea up before actually making it. I can't just go and build something like that and after that go tell ᔑꖎ↸ᒷリ that, 'Hey, I made this thing that connects Hermitcraft and Empires!' He would kill me if I did so!"

"Do you even have a plan for a starter base?"

"Yes, I do have. I just need a bit more materials such as copper," Grian mumbled, partly to himself, partly to Xavier.

"Are you ignoring me, again?" He sounded actually amused by this. "Acting as if I didn't even exist. How funny since you're the one who summoned me."

"You know, I never said that I wanted you," Grian answered, finally turning to look at the demon. "You are an accident and I want you to know that," he informed firmly.

"Ouch, well, I knew that already. Don't worry, I still love you!" Xavier joked.

"Is it possible for me to sacrifice you to the Wither I'm about to go kill with Scar?" Grian asked, raising his gaze from the ancient communicator around his wrist.

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     "Would you like to join me on a fun adventure of spawning one of these?" Grian asked, placing the soul sand blocks behind Scar.

Scar turned around right before he could place the last skull. "Oh, no! No Grian!" he panicked immediately after seeing the almost finished Wither between his chest.

Grian laughed, "I really want to," he admitted with a grin.

"It'll explode my base, and my dog, and all my stuff!" Scar protested, seeming still a bit freaked out by the one block off Wither.

"Where do you want me to spawn this thing then?" Grian asked, moving closer to Scar's tree, "Right here?"

"No, that's getting worse!" Scar exclaimed.

"Maybe we'll spawn it right here," Grian suggest, grinning. He was having fun with this.

"I don't believe that you're actually going to do it."

Grian placed the soul sands and began counting the Wither skulls, "One, two..." He turned around.

"You're actually going to do it, Grian, don't!" Scar rushed back towards him.

With a huge grin on his face Grian placed the last skull, backwards. The horrified look on Scar's face was amazing.

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     After one more prank: Grian taking the water away before Scar could hit it as they jumped down to the mines and Scar losing a totem, they were finally getting to the actual Wither fight.

They dug a hole and prepared the iron golems Grian was dying to try out to see if they worked. After all the preparation was the time to go spawn the Wither.

"Are you ready?" Grian called out to Scar as he held the last Wither skull in his hands, turning to look into the tunnel.

"Wait, we're doing this right now? So soon?" Scar asked, peeking into the room where Grian was in.

"Yeah, you can place the last skull and then we run to make some more golems," the strawberry blonde answered, placing the skull on Scar's hands with an assuring smile on his lips.

The last skull was placed and the creature was brought to life. Grian and Scar rushed out of the room to not the killed immediately.

"I'll go lure it here," Scar decided once the Wither started to rage, looking for victims.

Once the Wither got to the iron golems, they started destroying it, and it was fast. The two Hermits could only watch as their hired help destroyed the powerful creature in seconds.

"Holy shit! That was fast! And it worked!" Grian exclaimed excitedly once he got his hands on the Wither star while they all were just withering away with the effect.

"Grian, you're a genius. I doubted you to be honest, but looks like I was wrong," Scar admitted, still shocked by the fact that it had actually worked.

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     After the Wither fight and some villagers plans, Grian was finally ready to start building his starter base. This time Xavier wasn't there to annoy him, he had disappeared somewhere deep inside their shared mind, giving Grian a bit of temporary peace.

Well, fuck that peace. He was constantly being bullied by Kasen, Upton and Chet while trying to build and oxidise the copper.

The three of the were talking about the most useless subject. And even thought the subjects were useless, the three little shits managed to pull a lot out of them and create thousands of words full of conversation. He wasn't sure if he should be afraid by that.

"Wait, you managed to actually organise that chest monster of yours?" Xavier laughed at him.

"I know how to organise my stuff," Grian answered.

"Is there a back to this house?"

"Get out of my house."

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[31.10.2022]

Bring all my three books back today. I've been busy writing my YHS Grian Goretober in ao3. Anyways, happy Halloween! And it's my birthday! I'm 17 now :D