Mumbo's Perspective-

"And then...Mumbo?"

Mumbo blinked as his friend elbowed him.

"Yeah?" Mumbo asked, snapping back, "What were you saying?"

They were hanging out at an outdoor mall, and they had just finished their lunch. Now they were walking around, looking at the stores.

Pix sighed, "What's up? You never normally just wanna hang out."

"Yeah, I do!"

"But we normally plan things a week in advance. You don't just show up."

Mumbo bit his lip.

"You can tell me what's wrong, you know that, right?" Pix asked and Mumbo nodded.

They fell into a silence and Pix smiled.

"Here." He said, patting the place next to him as he sat down at the fountain.

Mumbo sat down and Pix smiled.

"So what happened? Are you upset about your cousin?"

Mumbo shook his head.

"I mean, that is upsetting, but it's not what's got me all down."

"Then...what is it?"

Mumbo hesitated and Pix started to search his pockets.

He then handed a quarter to Mumbo.

"What's this for?" Mumbo asked.

"You make a wish and throw it into the fountain. Then it might come true."

"Doesn't that only work if you have good luck?"

"You have good luck, Mumbo. Trust me, I've seen it in action."

Mumbo chuckled and took the quarter from his friend.

He looked at it and made his wish.

I wish that me and Grian will be able to make up and maybe become something more.

He then took a deep breath and tossed it into the fountain.

He watched it sink and Pix patted his back.

"Now come on, there's this new clothes store I wanna check out."

Mumbo blinked, "You're- you're not going to keep asking me what's wrong?"

Pix smiled, "I'm sure your luck will sort it out. And besides, it seems like you don't really wanna talk to anyone about it, and I respect that."

Mumbo smiled back, "Thank you."

Later-

Mumbo hummed as he drove home.

He turned left onto his street and saw that there was another car in his driveway.

What?

He pulled up and got out.

"Come on Grian, just knock. Just...knock."

There was silence before someone groaned.

"Why can't I just do this?!"

"Grian?"

Grian jumped and turned around.

"Mumbo? Wait, I thought you were home."

"What? No. I was out with Pix."

Grian blinked before groaning into his hands.

"Oh that makes this so much more awkward."

"What are you doing here?" Mumbo asked.

Grian looked up.

"I- ..."