Author's Note: Another story set within Season 7. This time, gasp, a new POV. It's the Canadian boi! Enjoy. 

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Etho's POV:

 The jungle. 

 It's a crazy place that has some strange qualities to it. Some may even say that it's magical. I know that I haven't been physically within the servers, but I can feel the strange energy now that I'm in here.... in the game. 

 I shuddered as I moved towards Mumbo's hobbit hole. I've only seen it in passing, and it's eerily adorable. The wheat farms were still kind of basic, but the sugar cane farm was impressive for the beginning of the season. 

 There was still something that I wondered about though. Why did Mumbo call me out here? Did he want to use my toll road or buy ice? He never specified what he wanted.

 The only message I got, and I admit it was ominous, was, " Come here. I've got a new idea that needs testing."

 I stopped and looked into the large window that showed the inside of Mumbo's base. The British man himself was standing inside and staring down at me. I waved at him causing him to immediately wave back with a small grin on his face. 

 My whole body shuddered again. Maybe it was the ice magic that I have now, or maybe it was how uneasy I'm feeling, but I'm very cold currently..... Something... Something isn't adding up.  

 I put my hands onto the ladder and climbed into Mumbo's base. The hermit was standing in front of his Nether portal and a strange machine that didn't even look like it was made from redstone. 

 " Uh, hey Mumbo.." I greeted as he nodded, " Hello Etho, you're just in time." he grinned again as he took a step back and motioned to the machine. I frowned slightly, but he thankfully couldn't tell, " Mumbo, are you feeling okay?" I questioned as Mumbo blinked; his eyes glowed slightly as he tilted his head.

 " 'Course I'm feeling okay. I've just been hard at work!" Mumbo turned towards a small chest that was separated from the wall of chests. I tilted my head and slowly walked to the chest.

 " .... !" 

 I stopped.

 Was I hearing things? I thought I heard some kind of squeak.

 " tho!"

 I blinked again. Okay, now I'm definitely hearing voices now. I looked towards Mumbo as his eyes glowed shifted between blue, green, and red. Eventually, it stopped on red and just... glowed. 

 I shuddered again, " What's exactly in the chest?" I questioned as I fixed my clothes and ran a hand through my hair. Mumbo blinked slightly, " Why don't you take a look?" he went back to smiling like his usual self, but my heart was beating against my ribs. 

 My hand shook slightly as I opened the chest. I frowned as I set the lid down and looked inside.

 " No way...." I mumbled.

 A tiny Iskall, and who I think was Grian, were huddled close to each other. Iskall looked up towards me, and after laying Grian down, he stood up and squeaked fearfully.

 " Isk-"

 " AAAH!"

 Mumbo yanked me back and closed the lid. I looked towards him as he continued to grin, " Interesting, right?" he tilted his head as he let go of me. I nodded awkwardly as Mumbo returned to the machine.

 " Why did you.... Why did you do it them?" I questioned as Mumbo blinked and turned to the machine, " I...." his voice grew tired, staggered, " I... I don't know." he mumbled as he clicked the machine. 

 Before I had a chance to react, a beam of light struck my chest causing me to stumble back. I stared at Mumbo as a weird fuzzing sensation that went through my whole body. 

 Mumbo tried to approach me and grab me as I held my hand up. The blue, icy magic swirled around my wrist and hand, " Get back Mumbo. I...." I twitched in pain. It already seemed like I was getting smaller the closer he got. 

 I narrowed my eyes and fired a blast of ice towards Mumbo's legs. The ice quickly spread around Mumbo and stuck him to the ground. He fell to the ground and gasped in pain as he hit the stone ground. 

 I looked towards the chest and Mumbo's struggling self, " I'll.... I'll get the others, and we'll come back to help." I mumbled as I slowly left the building. It took a few seconds, but the closest base to here in Scar's. 

 I shook my head as I quickly hurried towards the large snail that Scar lived in. When I got over the hill, it already felt like a lost a foot of my initial height already. If I don't get to Scar's base and fast, then I don't even think I'll ever be found again. 

 I flinched at the thought and hurried through the jungle. My mind was racing as I jumped over roots and maneuvered through the vines. When I finally got through all the twisting vines, I could see a giant, sleeping snail, and Scar was standing outside of it.

 " Scar!" I called out as my voice seemed to raise in pitch. Scar perked up and turned towards me. The hermit's eyes widened as he stroked his slightly shaven beard. Scar quickly hurried to meet me half way. I frowned as I looked up at him. I was just barely below his elbows now, and I was still shrinking. 

 Scar frowned, " What happened to you?" he questioned as I shrunk even further. I sighed, " Mumbo's gone crazy man. He shrunk Iskall and Grian, and I'm c u r r e n t l y-" I coughed as I was rapidly shrinking now.

 " Sq u e ak?"

 I looked up at Scar at I was now, maybe, the size of Iskall and Grian. I looked at my hands with a frown. How did I shrink this quickly? 

 Scar frowned harder and slowly picked me up as carefully as possible. I squeaked at him as it felt like my vocal chords were in a lot of pain. I held my throat as Scar continued to look down at me. 

 " What do we do, Etho?" Scar questioned as I looked around, " Squeak..." I motioned towards where I roughly knew where Stress's island was. Scar looked up and nodded, " Right, Stress probably knows how to calm Mumbo down... I-I could as well, but my vex magic is not combining well with this wizard magic." he awkwardly laughed as I nodded. 

 Scar opened the front pocket of his robe and slid me in. I let out another sigh in the genuinely warm pocket. I blinked as Scar started to walk, " We'll figure out a way to fix anything..." he mumbled. I nodded my head as my eyes slowly started to close. 

((A few minutes later brought to you by shrunken!Iskall hugging onto shrunken!Grian))

  When I woke up again, I was on a table next to the chest that Iskall and Grian were trapped in. I looked up and front that Stress and Scar were fighting a very exhausted looking Mumbo. I flinched as I watched Mumbo manage to pin Scar into the wall. 

 Stress raised her hand as vines came out of her sleeves. The hermit managed to get the vines around Mumbo's arms and yank him away from Scar. Mumbo let out a tired growl as he was dragged to the wall and attached to some fence posts. 

 Scar let out a gasp as he clutched his stomach, " Ow... Tired Mumbo can cause a lot of pain..." he shook his head. Stress frowned as she walked over to him, " You'll probably be bruised mate... We can look over you once we get everyone back to normal." she told him as she rubbed his shoulder. 

 " Squeak?" I made a sound as I crossed my arms. Scar looked towards me, " You're awake Etho! I'm glad." he smiled as he moved over to me. I squeaked at him again as Stress opened her bag and dug through it, " I swear I had some potions that I brought ova from last season." she mumbled as she walked towards us. 

 I tilted my head as Scar opened the chest and carefully took Iskall and Grian out of it. Iskall was asleep this time, and Grian was awake. The problem was that Grian was clutching his arm and breathing heavily. 

 " Squeak?" Grian frowned as Scar put the two down onto the table. Stress briefly look up, " I don't think it's a good idea to grow either of these two back. Iskall is sleeping, and it looks like Grian has a hurt arm..." she frowned as Grian slowly nodded. 

 " Squeak squeak?" Grian pointed towards a struggling Mumbo that was slowly falling asleep. Stress and Scar both frowned in unison, " Mumbo... I believe that Mumbo is just tired... He's got some bags under his eyes, but it's so light that you can't even tell on first glance." Scar spoke as he stroke his beard. 

 Grian let out a sigh, " We'll have Void come over and make sure that Mumbo recovers... Once Iskall wakes up, we'll grow him back, and he can take over." Stress explained as Grian nodded solemnly. 

  Stress looked over at me and put a small bit of potion down in front of me. I motioned towards Grian and Iskall causing Scar to nod, " Oh, right!" he scooped the two up and held them in his hands.

 The two took a step back as I let out a sigh. Alright, time to turn back to normal. I took a small drink of the potion and immediately I started to glow. 

 It took maybe a few seconds, but I was back to my normal height and sitting on the counter. I blinked and coughed, " A-..." I coughed again and shuddered. My voice was still sore even after changing back. 

 Scar and Stress both smiled as some squeaking came from Scar's hands. The three of us looked down to find that Iskall was awake and moving around. Grian squeaked back as Scar put Iskall down onto the table.

 " Well, it looks like we don't need Void's help." Stress mused as she told Iskall what was going on. Once Iskall was turned back, he took Grian from Scar and the potion from Stress. Iskall smiled, " Thank..." he coughed out causing the three of us to nod. 

 Stress and Scar left the hobbit hole as I looked at Mumbo. The hermit was fast asleep and curled up against the wall; he occasionally made little murmurs and laughed to himself. I frowned as I looked at Iskall and Grian.

 The two waved me goodbye as I sighed, waved, and went back to my base.