Xisuma and EX are both 22, and Grian is 15, and Polar (Poultryman/gal) is 11. Big age gap, I know.
Third Person
As X harbored his boat, the crew was happily talking about how they would be seeing their relatives.
He glanced over at EX, who was inspecting the maps they had created and stated "So... You think they found Gilbert yet?" EX sighed heavily at the mention of the 15-year-old as he began putting the maps away.
"His school was raided X, we need to let him go. The pillagers are merciless, they never leave anyone alive, you know this!"
X steadied his hold on the wood of the helm "...I just-EX, I just can't take the idea of him being dead. He was so-so bright! The only thing in that godforsaken household that wasn't snuffled out."
The younger twin rubbed his nose "I know. But he was never much of a fighter, he didn't stand a chance. In fact, I'm surprised on of the other students didn't kill him."
The older of the two went silent and docked the ship, helping the crew out with tying it up. Sensing the sad aura that the two brothers let off, they didn't talk much while doing so.
The crew split up and agreed to meet back up for another voyage in three months, when the moon was full.
EX walked up to the door and rapped on it sharply. It took a moment, but there was a crash and their 11-year-old sister, Polar, opened the door.
Like normal, she was cradling a chicken in her arms. "EX! X! I've missed you!" she released the chicken and tackled them both at once (If that's possible).
Managing to get Polar off of him, EX picked her up off of X, who she was hugging like a maniac, and put her on his shoulders. "So, mini ball of energy, what's new?"
She cheerfully stated "Uncle Etho found Gilbert!" X jumped "What?! Where is he?" Polar did a backflip off of EX's shoulder, and landed.
The young girl flipped her ponytail out of her hair and said as she picked up Sally. "His room. Just... he can't talk. A pillager slit his throat, he's lucky to be alive."
(That took roughly 13 minutes of research to confirm someone can live through having their throat slit. Bless you yahoo answers.)
The two quickly rushed inside. EX spotted their uncle first, and quickly asked "You found Gilbert?"
Etho looked up from his game of solitary "Yes I did. And even better, I managed to get him and Polar from your father. It was one kick of a custody fight, that was."
X was bolting up the stairs, and EX quickly followed. X rapped on the door, tapping his foot.
After a moment, the door opened. There stood Gilbert, in his whole bandana glory. He wasn't able to react before X hugged him. "Gilbert, we thought you were dead!" Gilbert, realizing who it was, hugged X. X pulled away and let EX hug their brother.
Gilbert eyes said that he was smiling and he waved for them to follow him into the room. The walls were covered with the blueprints he had been forced to hide from their father.
EX was in amazement. They were astonishingly well made. He didn't hold a single doubt in his heart that these would all hold solid.
His brother was amazing architect. But Grian-As they nicknamed him, because Polar used to not be able to pronounce his name and said Grian instead-showed them his current blueprint.
It was of a pair of mechanical wings, immensely complicated. (This world is more advanced. In certain things, that is.)
They stared at the wings, and EX inspected them before looking down at the excited teenager. "If you had the right stuff, this would probably work!"
Grian pumped the air in excitement. He stopped and pulled a deer hided notebook out of his bag, with a pen attached. He quickly wrote something before handing it to X.
Can't do it though. Too poor to get the stuff I need.
X sighed "Yep." There was a silence then Polar's voice echoed from downstairs "Hey guys! Wanna play frisbee?" Grian grinned and snatched his notebook out of X's hands and bolted downstairs, EX and X quickly following.
--[So Jake mysteriously died during his sleep. So Enderleaper, who's been on a break from Minecraft, is taking his place!]--
Grian watched curiously as EX and X packed their bags. Spotting their brother, X asked "Grian? You need something?"
Whipping out his notebook, he wrote something at the speed of sound and tore the page out, handing it to X.
Where are you guys going? Can I come?
X sighed as EX read it over his shoulder "The dock, to the Hermitshell. We are going on another voyage. And maybe. Just don't get your hopes up, me and EX need to talk."
A frown, but Grian walked out of the room and back to his blueprints. Making eye contact with EX, X stated "So. Can he come? We do need a new Ships boy." EX made an odd face when he found a moldy piece of cheese in his mapping supplies.
"Ask Etho. He has custody after all, if he says yes, I'm fine with it."
X nodded and headed downstairs, finding Etho in the backyard chopping wood "Hey uncle Etho..." Etho glanced up "Oh, hi X." Smiling slightly, X began helping Etho out with the wood "So. Me and EX were wondering if we could take Gilbert on this voyage, as the ships boy."
Etho let the axe slam into the wood and left it there. "...Does he want to come?"
"YeP."
Sighing, the older man pulled the axe back out of the wood and finished off the wood. "He can go."
"Just hear me out-Wait you said yes?!" Etho smirked at X "Yes I did. Now shoo, you need to pack."
He never needed to say anything more.
Enjoy my faithful and kind readers.
Cramsalesman OUT
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