(Warnings: Talks about abandonment, and a description of a Panic Attack.)

(General POV:)
Xisuma stands at the head of a table, looking at all the hermits who came to the meeting, which was basically all of them. Except the only one who wasn't invited, of course. That was Grian. The reason was that he was the one this very meeting was about, him and his pranking. "Let's get started then." Xisuma says, and everyone nods. "He needs to stop, seriously. I'm tired of being egged while I'm building, it's not funny." Scar throws in to start, and Mumbo nods. "I agree. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's an amazing friend, but his pranks go too far sometimes. My base STILL has chickens in it from the beginning of the season!" He exclaims, and Iskall joins the conversation. "Yeah... I mean, the guy's great and all, God bless him, but... he's messed up Sahara, our Bases, the shopping district, killed all of us so many times, made us loose our items, STARTED A WAR. It needs to stop, or at least be combated." Everyone nods, some wincing slightly at the War. Joe tentatively speaks up. "Yes, I agree with you all Immensely, however, I doubt that he will halt his endless rain of Pranks, unless, and oh how I hate to say it, we retaliate." At this, everyone stills, but Xisuma nods. "Yes, I agree. But, let's not be too extreme, yeah? How about... since he's so Social, and his Pranks are normally to get everyone active, let's not be around him for a day? Nothing too extreme." He suggests, and everyone nods, agreeing with this course of Action, completely unaware of the effect it will have on the Smallest Hermit.

(Time Skip to the Next Day, With Grian.)

Grian was feeling lonely. He had spoken to Mumbo yesterday at around noon about Sahara Now, but since then, he hasn't seen the Mustached man anywhere, or anyone else. It reminded him of... Evo... when everyone just disappeared... he had been so alone, so cold... he felt a familiar cool breeze chill his spine, despite his thick sweater that he wore to keep the cold away, and his head sprung up, him getting up, putting on his elytra, and flying to the Shopping District, looking for Anyone, ANYONE to talk to, to look at, to SEE. Just to make sure it hadn't happened again. They wouldn't, right? They wouldn't, it COULDNT happen again! He had just found his new family! Unbeknownst to him, Iskall, Mumbo, Stress, and Scar were all in the shopping district, shopping, and upon seeing him, hid, but they all watched him, waiting for him to leave. And because of that, they saw his panicked flying over the shopping district, watching as he landed down and raced through the shops, his breathing heavy and quick, his eyes wide and watery. Grian, on the other hand, was freaking out. They couldn't be gone too, not his family, not again! Before he could think, he checked the last shop, and seeing nobody in the normally busy shopping district, he he broke into tears, his shoulders shaking, tears running down his face. They were gone. They took them away again, he was alone again, alone with the cold. He felt the chill again, and cried out softly, leaning and sliding down the side of the wall he was near, his face being covered by his hands as he sobbed. "N-not again, not again, not again, not the cold again, not alone again, they can't be gone, they caNT—" he sobbed out, unaware of the eyes watching him, all alight with worry. Mumbo scowled at the "prank", it was going too far, he was having a Panic attack! "Stress, flowers, now! Anything to calm him! Scar, get to work helping him, or get someone who can! Iskall, with me!" He shouted as he ran out from his hiding spot, going to Grian with Iskall close behind, hugging (666 words here, ironic.) him tight to his chest, rocking him softly, Iskall hugging him from behind, whispering reassuring words into his ears as he shook, the sobs wracking his body. He wrapped his arms around Mumbo, his tears slowing, along with his breath as Stress came back. "Here love, Ive got some Thyme for shock, and Eucalyptus for calming. Just smell the Eucalyptus, eat some of the Thyme. You'll feel better." Stress says softly, making Grian look up at her tiredly, and take the herbs, muttering a soft "Thanks Netty..." as he munched on the Thyme, confusing the heck outta Stress, but she let it go for now. "M-Mumby, who's behind me? Taurtis? Is he back again?" Grian asked, and Mumbo frowned softly, looking at Grian worriedly. "It's Iskall, Gri. Who's Taurtis?" He asks, and Grian tears up a bit, burying his face into Mumbo's chest. "D-dead... for the second time... I forget sometimes... s-Sorry Iskall..." he says softly, and Iskall smiles softly, rubbing gentle circles into Grian's back. "It's okay, G-man. Just relax." He says simply, and Grian sighs, relaxing. "Okay..." he says, and soon enough, Mumbo heard the little Gremlin Snoring, and smiled softly, picking him up, and with a nod to Iskall, took him to his base, ignoring Scar as he arrived with Xisuma.

(Hope you Enjoyed! This is my first Oneshot book, please be patient with me on updates, heh. Requests won't be done for a while yet, they'll be open once I finish the Bingo card up top. Oh yeah, Ariyaquila Gave me the idea for this book! Thanks for that, here's your story you wanted to read.)

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