wHY hello there! didn't expect people to actually find my bOOK- uH hiya, i'm trash at remembering to update ANY of my books so these updates come out when I'm extremely bored or remember they exist... thAnks for baring with my forgetful self.

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it's been a few months by now, to everyone's knowledge; Grian was another normal player, heck they didn't even know if he was some kind of hybrid or something other than human. Oh how funny those facts were, but soon they'd be forgotten...

It was around noon, Xisuma had planned one of the monthly meetings and it was today. He had asked every hermit about the timing and if it was good for them, them happily saying that the time was good for them.

Though he had gotten everyone's saying to go through with the meeting, he had a small creeping suspicion that something was gonna happen. Xisuma sorta brushed it off as meeting anxiety but it was still there, even after the meeting started.

Xisuma watched as many of the hermits made their ways into the room, walking to their assigned seats and chatting with their fellow hermits. Once he saw all the hermits sitting in their spots, he finally spoke up:

"Well, hello everyone. nice to see you all..."

His friends at the table all replied to him in their own ways, all seemed a bit muffled as he looked down the table at a certain red wearing hermit, who seemed a bit anxious himself.

Fearing it might cause more panic to him, Xisuma didn't out him and just continued talking.

Halfway through the meeting, he began noticing a few minor things. it started with seeing ghost like outlines near Grian, ranging to him noticing that the flecks on Grian's face had turned to a mixture of a neon blue, minty green and a duller yellow.

Seemed like Joe had noticed him looking at the smaller hermit, leading Joe to look at him and see these small things. "Hey Grian, think you got somethin' on your face" Joe told him, putting a hand to under his eyes and running it across his face to the opposite eye.

Grian seemed... scared at this knowledge...

the red wearing hermit wiped his hand underneath his hand, nothing coming off. Everyone at the table turned to Grian when Joe spoke, all giving clear faces of confusion, watching as he seem to scramble around after his actions.

"wHat? I didn't get anything" Grian lied, tapping all of his fingers together from underneath the table. The hermits had now noticed that the ghost like outlines had started becoming more dominant and darker. 

Mumbo, who was conveniently next to the smaller hermit, put his hand out to the outlines. Mumbo's hand stopped beside the outlines, Grian flinched to the side when it did, "uHHhH I forgot! i wAs supposed to um.... gO dO thiNgs, i hA-Have to gO bYE" Grian said, panicking. He got up and kinda just ran outta the room, elytra-ing away with rockets outside.

"Uhhh what just happened?" False questioned, Xisuma and Joe looked at each other then turned to her and shrugged. Mumbo seemed to be having vietnam flashbacks over in the corner, most of the hermits were still at the table, re-thinking their perspective on Grian.

Not so long later, Xisuma, Iskall and Mumbo were off in the skies, rocketing to Grian's weird cake lookin' base. Before this, the hermits had began expressing concerns for him, asking if they could go and find him. Xisuma had shut down the idea of everyone going but he did say that he was gonna go look, dragging the two other architects with him.

Due to their rockets, they arrived fairly shortly, landing on the outside platforms of the base. The three hermits made their way to one of the four openings, sliding down the ladders to not cause more alarm to the smaller hermit.

When they stood on the concrete floor, they immediately saw Grian on one of his many shulker boxes. Though something was really off about him...

His ears were now that neon blue colour they'd seen earlier on his face, the tips fading from the minty green to the yellow. his nose was now a mixture of those same yellow and neon blue, as well as splotches on his face and neck. The most.. well... different thing was the large blue, green and yellow wings that were folded against his back neatly. He sat there, head in his hands, not noticing his unwelcomed guests...

till....

"Grian?"

Grian looked at up that, turning sharply towards their voice, his eyes glossed over quite heavily. Iskall was the first to say anything "sooo your some kinda bird hybrid?" they asked, walking forwards a bit, Grian didn't answer but turned his head back. Xisuma walked closer to the hermit, placing his hands carefully onto his shoulders. Grian flinched at the contact, Mumbo came up beside Xisuma, removing a hand from Grian's shoulder and replacing it with his own.

Grian looked over at them all, they all seemingly carrying warm vibes and concern with them. The newly found bird hybrid smiled back at them, tears beginning to form...

he was safe here....

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