"Got any sand?" Scar asked, sitting on the floor, a bunch of random items hidden from Mumbo in a shulker box. Mumbo had a similar setup and a dropper sat between them with a button haphazardly wired into the side.

Mumbo looked into his shulker box before shaking his head. "No. Go Fish."

They made Go-Fish of course. Because they were waiting to hear the pistons fire during their little stake out from inside the wall and things got boring really fast.
Scar sighed and pressed the button, the dropper spitting out a lily pad while Mumbo respectfully averted his eyes so as to not cheat.
And of course, they were using random items because they didn't have cards. Ingenious, really.

Just as Mumbo was about to ask for granite, he sat up suddenly and pressed his ear to the wall, game abandoned for now.
Footsteps- followed by a clang of a tool hitting the ground. There was the sound of armour rustling and then the very sudden noise of pistons firing.

Mumbo smiled to himself. "Did we get him?" He asked Scar who noticed Mumbos sudden excitement and had his own ear against the wall.

"I mean, I think so? I dunno who else would sleep in his bed." Scar shrugged, stepping back as Mumbo mined away the wall before him.

The redstoner peeked our and stared at Grian in the trap, his hands over his ears as he tried to calm down from the startling sound of pistons.
"Yeah it's him." He nodded back to Scar.

The wizard crossed his fingers, hoping the runes did something. And they did, lighting up red before fading to a light blue colour.

"M-Mumbo? Scar?" Grian asked, tilting his head at the duo. "Is this revenge? I'm sorry." He grinned, clearly uncomfortable with the amount of iron around him but trying to play it off as normal.

"I just built it, I don't know what the runes are for." Mumbo admitted sheepishly.

"Is now a bad time to say that I don't know what they do?"

Both Mumbo and Grian stared at Scar.
"You're joking, right. You're kidding- you drew runes that you didn't know on my floor and trapped me in the middle of them- are you kidding me??!!?" Grian snapped. It was rare to see him genuinely angry.

And as he spoke, something...weird happened. The air around him seemed to shimmer, after-images following Grians movements as he gestured wildly in the cage.

Scar recognised it.

Mumbo did not. "Scar- what on Earth is happening? What have you gotten me into?" He asked as he glanced between Grian and Scar, both of which were intently staring at the other.

"Wait Mumbo- he didn't tell you what he was doing?" Grian gave a low whistle, "That's low, Scar."

Scar had the decency to look ashamed of himself.
"I'm sorry- I just. I needed help. I didn't want to do this alone."

"Would either of you please tell me what's going on?!"

"He's not human, Mumbo." Scar said softly, the words freezing in the air before shattering to the ground and breaking the moment.

The air around Grian seemed to change. His ears grew even more pointed, eyes melting from brown to a bright green, his wings seemed to grow bigger as well, gaining an iridescence they didn't have before. He was still Grian, but there was something else about him- an otherworldly-ness that they couldn't describe.

Grian sighed, stretching his wings behind him as the glamour faded away completely.
"Guess the jig is up. Nice to meet you properly." He gave a mock bow. "You already know my name. But yours?" He tilted his head as he stood up, hand outstretched. "For the sake of making this proper."