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I had to edit this... Did it pop up in notifications orrrrr?... 

Third person

Cub was worried. About Scar that is, he had been acting very... Odd lately, and the new hermit apparently disliked his aura.

This was strange. Multiple things that is, but that doesn't matter much, because Cub was going to the grinding site.

He landed and began walking up to Scar, who was grinding gravel.

He was getting some answers. "Hey Scar! Er, you've been acting a bit odd lately." Scar turned from his grinding and made eye contact with Cub "Have I?"

Cub frowned "Well that's odd in itself! Its like its not even yo-" A shovel slammed into his head. He immediately crumbled to the ground, Scar standing over him, wielding the shovel.

"What..." 'Scar' smirked and showed their shifter form. "sOrRy, yoUr nOt bUstInG mY miSsIOn!" Mistrust placed a hand over Cubs mouth and glitched in and out of reality, and they were suddenly in an underground base.

Cub attempted to struggle, but failed. It was as if the shovel had the nausea effect on it.

Mistrust dragged Cub over to a door and swung it open, throwing him in. He hit the wall and groaned from his head, and felt his head being pulled into someone's lap after the door closed.

His eyes flickered open to a pitch-black room, beyond the flickering of a blue fire. Scar was holding his head, and his eyes had worry in them.

"Cub? Are you alright?" Cub graveled out "I hate that goddamn shovel."

---*Floats through realty* Oh! I can see my house from here!---

Gria was gliding towards Mumbo's base. It sorta had a squashed shape. And it had no counter color for the white and blue.

Her feet hit the wood of the tree house and she looked around for Mumbo. He was up on the platform of his base. She set off a firework heading towards him, and he waved at her when he spotted her.

She landed on the glass and stuttered "L-l-looks al-r-right." Mumbo grinned "Really? There isn't anything wrong with it?"

"W-w-w-w-w-well it-it j-ju-just-It k-ki-kinda l-looks l-like a-It-it's a b-bit-" she gave up and deadpanned "It l-looks like a s-squashed o-orange." Mumbo stared at her for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"I guess it does! Your right, it does look like someone sat on an orange!" he laughed harder, and Gria joined in, seeing the funny side.

Once they calmed down, Mumbo questioned "So, I was wondering if you would join a group I'm making called 'Buildstone'! Redstoners and Builders working together!"

A silence as Gria rubbed her nose. "I-ill join, b-b-but that's a-a st-st-stupid name. Ar-ar-architechs i-is be-better." The mustached man nodded slowly "I like that better."

Gria grinned happily, her smile lighting up the room. Then her and Mumbo's comms both buzzed. Gria pulled hers out, and so did Mumbo.

RentheDog: cubs up and vanished.

Docm77: ?? what?

RentheDog: yeah. he was going to do a deal with me with some habitat friendly concrete, and he never arrived. I went to the grinding site, and all that was there was a bloody shovel!

Xisumavoid: this is concerning. do you have any idea where he might be?

RentheDog: no! he would have answered if he had his comm anyways.

ZombieCleo: didn't mention this, but gria was afraid of scars aura.

GoodtimeswithScar: that's correct, but I would never hurt cub.

Xisumavoid: everyones a suspect, remember that.

MumboJumbo: should we do a headcount?

Xisumavoid: no. it would take too long.

Mistrust grimaced. They were catching on. Not good.

He waited for the chat to calm down before moving from his position. He tripped on a rock on the riverside and began to pull himself up. Just to get a trident in his face.

Shifter was hit by a trident

Docm77: WHAT

Stressmonster: whos the shifter?!?!

Xisuma was staring at the code in alarm. A Shifter? Those were incredibly rare and they didn't have one on here.

Or at least he didn't think. It had to be the glitch. It had to be. He had seen the death messages for every hermit on here so far-Other than Tango, that man was a beast-so it had to be a recent entrance.

He pulled himself to his feet and typed out something before sending it.

Xisumavoid: Server meeting, spawn island, meeting building, now.

Xisuma quickly set off a firework and left to the spawn island.

---Do you want water? That would be excellent. Wth?--- 

(Tell me if u get the reference from the time-skip. It's from one of my one-shot comment chains)

Xisuma was sitting at the head of the table, the entire server minus Cub was there.

They where all talking nervously, waiting for X to start speaking. While they waited, Doc slowly initiated conversation with the person in the neighboring seat. Gria, that is.

Xisuma abruptly stood "Alright players and others. As most of you saw, there is an active Shifter on the server. It most likely hacked in when there was that severe glitch. So, the question is, what do we do about it?"

Everyone began talking at once, but X was having nothing of it.

"SHUT UP!" immediate silence. "One at a time! Doc, tell me what you think as our tactical director."

The cyborg pushed his chair back and stood. "Alright. We should wait for the next move. And you know what sucks? One of us is that Shifter. I can confirm its not Mumbo, Gria, Ren, nor Stress. They all died recently, and their death messages were perfectly normal.

"Since it is considered a felony to kill a player, for it causes perma-death, and the same for killing yourself, but it is considered wrong, we will just have to wait."

The group went silent as they registered this. Then Xisuma noted "Also, daily check-in on the chat." Half of the hermits began complaining, but the rest just shrugged it off, perfectly fine with it.

Xisuma dismissed the gathering, and they scattered.

Doc watched as Gria left, and sighed.

Stupid shyness when it came to asking people on dates. Especially people who were rather paranoid when it came to that sort of stuff.

Alright, so this story is not 100% Gridoc, my guess is here.

15% Fluff

15% Angst

15% Gridoc

10% Crack

45% Actual plot

That's just a guess, tell me what u think it is. I'd like to see your opinions.

Quick thing. I did NOT gender-bend Grian so I could get a straight couple. I ship them both ways, LGBT+ and straight.

In fact, it was for multiple reasons.

1. Plot convenience

2. Plot convenience

3. Impulse

4. Plot convenience

Don't question me.

Bye muffins!

Cramsalesman OUT

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