Hermitcraft Oneshots

There's Three of You?!

Grian was working in his basement on his single player world; working on NPC Grian.

Okay, now that I've rewired you this should work!

Grian flipped the little switch on the back of NPG's neck, turning him on.

"Hello, I am NPC Grian. Good morning  Grian. Are we building a rustic house today?" NPG asked his creator.

Grian smiled,"Not right now NPG, right now, I need a break." Grian looked at NPG to make sure his upgrade worked.

"Okay. I will talk to Robot Grain about how AMAZING rustic houses are!" NPC Grian responded, then walked toward where Robot Grian was.

Grian smiled at his creations, he had worked so hard on them. He quickly left the basement before Robot Grian could complain about NPG, again.

When Grian got to his living room he checked his computer and saw that he had gotten an email.

Dear Grian,

We would like to invite you to our sever, Hermitcraft! We've seen your building skills and think you'd be a great sever mate. Send us your response, hope it's a yes.

Sincerely,
Xisuma, Admin of Hermitcraft

Grian re-read the email three times before smiling. He quickly typed up a response email, and went to tell Robot and NPC Grian.

Dear Xisuma,

Yes

Sincerely,
Grian

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Grian was waiting where Xisuma said the portal would be, supposedly a portal was going to appear and the "Hermits" would come out of it.

NPG and Robot G were where he was planning to make his base, Robot had said something about clearing out a sunken ship? Anyway Grain was starting to think he had been pranked when-

A portal appeared at the top of the hill, people pouring out of it. They came to the bottom of the hill before stopping, starring at the stranger.

"Xisuma? You didn't tell us there would any new hermits," said a half creeper, half robot.

Grian shuffled his feet, not knowing what to say. He looked at all the hermits, most smiling, some frowning, and a few looking like they just don't care.

"Well, we do! Ladies and gentlemen  meet the newest hermit!" Xisuma exclaimed cheerfully.

Grain managed a small wave and smile.

"Hi love! I'm Stress."

"Hello there, I'm Mumbo."

"Doc"

"Howdy, I'm Scar"

"H-hi" Damn stutter "I'm Grian."

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Grian replaced the final wire in Robot's neck. "You have got to stop jumping into the water." Robot opened his mouth, most likely to defend himself, but he was cut off." I know you hate NPG, but jumping into the ocean to get away from him doesn't help. All it does is add more work for me."

Grian walked over to the table with all his tools on it, and grabbed a screw driver. "Now stay still I have to put this plate back on to your neck."

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Xisuma sat at the top of the statue of hermitity, looking at the unfinished base of the newest hermit. Grian didn't talk to other hermits very often, if he did it was because he needed something, or if they started the conversation.

Xisuma stood up, deciding that he would go talk to the newest hermit, maybe bring him out of his shell. He put on his elytra, got his rockets, and took off.

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As Xisuma got closer to Grian's base he started to spam less rockets, gliding  toward the entrance. He landed on the ledge, and looked in front of him.

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"There's Three Of You?!"