Author's Note: Poor Iskall. I have a story-verse headcanon that Grian is like 5'6/5'7..... The tallest is Mumbo at 6'0 and every other hermit falls in line between those heights (except Stress who is the actual shortest at 5'4).

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 Iskall's POV:

 I admit that I enjoyed a nice walk. The wind in the fringe I had, and the view of the old battlefield was nice to remember the memories of that fun.

 There was a problem though that I discovered quickly. Everyone, and I mean everyone, had legs longer than my own now.

 We all heard from Grian's communicator that Evil X had been caught. He was hurt though. 

 " Man.... I hope Joe's alright." Python (TFC) sighed as he crossed his arms. The rest of us nodded, " He's arguably stuck in one of the stronger people's bodies on this server...." TFC (Python) pointed out.

 Grian cocked his head to the side in confusion. He crossed his arms as he whispered down to Mumbo. I bounded forward to catch up and hear the conversation

 " Is EX really one of the strongest people on here?" he mumbled as Mumbo nodded, " Despite his messing up and pranking us..... EX could easily lift X up and throw him a good couple of feet." he explained causing Grian to tense up.

 Mumbo noticed this and let out an awkward laugh, " He wouldn't do that though! EX relies more on trying to be cunning and creative then brute strength alone." he put his hand on Grian's arm, " That.... That doesn't make me feel any better." Grian responded with a shake of his head.

 I let out a cough causing the party to stop, " Shoot.... Forgot that you have short legs now Iskall...." Grian gave me an awkward smirk as I growled at him.

 Grian walked over to me, " Come 'ere." he laughed as he scooped up. I will admit that this was a rather embarrassing event but being carried was better than my legs cramping up after trying to keep up for so long.

 " So, did you hear from Zedaph and Impulse?" I questioned as we finally reached the rocket shop. Grian shook his head as he put me down.

 ((An hour later time skip provided to you readers by Grian holding Iskall))

 We all stood around as X, Biffa, and Stress arrived. Evil X (Joe) was in chains and held in Stress's (Biffa) arms. 

 Evil X was breathing heavily and his eyes were closed. Joe's body had been covered in scratches, stains, and bruises.

 " Is anything broken on him?" Tinfoil (Python) questioned as he frowned. 

 X shook his head, " He's just going to be sore after we bandage him up. We are, unfortunately, going to have to lock him up though." he sighed with a shake of his head. Evil X let out a groan at the mention of locking his up.

 We had all decided to go to Grian's base due to how spacious it was. Biffa made the call to alert Zedaph and Impulse to where we were heading. 

 It took only a few minutes for us to reach the base and Grian and Mumbo quickly got together to build a redstone using monitoring cage for Evil X. Stress and X laid Evil X down and started to bandage up his scratches.

 " I don't want..... your help..... you jerk. I don't..... need. your. help." EX (Joe) breathed out towards X. X's shoulders drooped as he continued to wrap EX up. 

 The older brother weakly smacked X away, " I never needed your help....." 

 " I don't even know why we're related.... I don't even know why I should care about you when you throw me against the wall and forget about me." EX weakly hissed.

 X stopped trying to bandage EX up.

 Everyone watched in stunned silence as X stood up; his eyes were watering as his eyes started to glow a deep red. 

 Biffa (Stress) took a step forward, " X?" he (she) whispered as he (she) held his (her) hand out. X apologized and weakly slapped the hand away, and he took off into the sky being the tears fell.

 Everyone looked at each other, " I'm going after him." Biffa spoke as they took off into the sky after X. TFC had decided to follow Biffa out.

 Stress (Biffa) had decided to chain EX up as they finished what X started with bandaging EX up. EX weakly shook in his chains. He scowled at us.

 Stress and Python went off to talk about Evil X's decision to run away and more about how the swap had happened.

 Doc and Ren, who had been silent during this event, had walked away to calm each other down. I heard Doc muttering some words in German. I've picked up a few words from Doc over the years, and the words I'm hearing right now are words I'd rather not say or think aloud. I digress.

 The main thing to say was that Evil X (Joe) was left to be watched over by Grian, Mumbo, and myself. I kneeled down in front of the cage.

 " What the fuck do ya- you people want?" he seemed to catch himself on his speech as he shook his head. Evil X blinked and looked up at us as Mumbo moved to the cage and quickly swiped the glasses off of Evil X's face.

 " We want to know why the hell you swapped us all." I hissed as Evil X straightened up. He tried to move forward, but the chains around him kept him bound to the back of the cage.

 The chained up man looked between the three of us. He blinked and narrowed his eyes with an annoyed look. Evil X was truly struggling without Joe's glasses, and the scrapes and bruises he received made his helpless struggles worse.

 " I'm sick of you stupid hermits throwing me around and not respecting me. X flat out banned me without hearing me out, and he thinks a simple apology with fix the years of this hell?" he looked down with an angered look. 

 The fire in his eyes, the profanity he spoke, and his gestures fit the movement of EX; however, when you witness it on Joe's skinner and kinder frame it looked ghostly, or animalistic even. 

 I stood up with a frown, " Yet swapping all of us with an odd book isn't the answer.... Void Sumis, you fucked up big time man." I shook my head. 

 The three of us sat down and waited for Zedaph and Impulse to come to Grian's base with Joe and Tango.

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No POV:

 Stupid hermits. Evil X, or Void Sumis, thought to himself. They caught him and blame the world on him. 

 Did he do something wrong? Perhaps! 

 So what if caused everyone to be forced out of their bodies and forced into a new one? 

 They'd find a way to fix this. They always do.

 Evil X flopped to the ground in a tired heap as the archi-dick trio watched him. He felt that the hermits will surely kill him after he leaves this pitiful American's body.