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He looks about as stern as he can manage. Standing at the entryway with his arms crossed and his faux wings positioned in such a way which, according to the vast array of data on which he was trained, is certain to communicate disappointment. Of the highest caliber.

I should have figured this was your doing.

@robot-grians-mailbox

[ oh come on. don’t look at him like that! ]

[ there’s absolutely nothing for him to feel guilty for but his feathers still puff up in defense. ]

look, i know the copper golems in a summoning circle looks weird but i swear they’re just there until i figure out what to do with them! they’re harmless!

robot-grians-mailbox

…I’m sure they are. However. That’s not what this is about, and you know it.

Just to make it all the more clear, Robot Grian plays a soundbyte of some rather familiar festive dialogue.

Father Quizmas. Father Quizmas, you can’t be serious.

#answered #robot grians mailbox

oh.

[ he blinks, shoulders slowly relaxing. he grins, wings flapping a little in response to hearing the audio. ]

what do you mean?!

isn’t he just the cutest ever? all of you could do with a little christmas spirit— we can get you an elf costume if you wanted!

#robot grians mailbox

I should have figured this was your doing.

@robot-grians-mailbox

[ oh come on. don’t look at him like that! ]

[ there’s absolutely nothing for him to feel guilty for but his feathers still puff up in defense. ]

look, i know the copper golems in a summoning circle looks weird but i swear they’re just there until i figure out what to do with them! they’re harmless!

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she like the mushroom <3

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did youuuu have fun? [ he's trying to be casual about it but he's definitely fishing, trying to see if mumbo had really been okay with the game. ]

[he'd been trying to clean up from the game, he really had been-]

[- but then there were the shenanigans with ren, then he got a little bit lost in the maze they had made in his basement (he didnt even have a basement until today!) and finally he found himself here, watching grian fish and ignoring the mess that was left in his house]

".. Yeah! I did. Lot to wake up to though.. how did you manage to get so many people involved?"

[He isn't sure how he didn't wake up from that many voices, he'd only been a few blocks away. He wasn't that deep of a sleeper, last time he checked]

"Was this really talked about in the meeting?"

[He still isn't sure whether or not that was true]

most of us were already hanging out in the nether clearing it out and i think we all needed a break. [ he shrugs. ]

[ he doesn't respond at first and anyone else, it could be mistaken as him just being really concentrated on fishing and making sure he doesn't miss it. ]

[ except he was a fisherman. he didn't need to concentrate that hard. what it really is, is his singular braincell trying to get a wheel to turn and when he opens his mouth to speak again, he's failing to hide a smile. ] depends. would it be funnier to tell you the truth now or later?

“Now?”

[He just wants to know if he really is that bad of a listener during meetings. Because if he is that bad, might as well just stop to go to them (like he usually went in the first place.)]

“It’s in the meeting notes but I don’t remember hearing about it so it’s throwing me off-“

i suppose the bit has passed...

no, we didn't talk about it at the meeting. [ his tail swipes up mumbo's arm, comforting, as if trying to ease the truth just in case. ] we were just messing with you.

[He nods a few times, laughing]

“So my hearing is fine, and youre just all menaces-“

[Mumbo pushes Grian, sighing]

“If someone who wasnt there sees the edited notes and tries to add to my house again im making you come help me clean it up”

gaslighting you was a group decision-

[ grian playfully protests, shoving him back- then just keeping their arms pressed together, leaning against him. ]

[ oh a catch. he wrinkles his nose, handing off the saddle to mumbo. he didn't need it. ]

i was gonna clean it up originally but then you joined and... do you want some help with it?

“Oh you definitely had a big part in it, you’re you-“

[he laughs loud as he’s shoved back, before his laughs quiet and he smiles, leaning back against grian]

[he doesn’t have much use for a saddle, but he still tucks it into his inventory. It’s his now, he’ll figure it out]

“Maybe.. no, definitely. I would definitely like help- you all left such a mess in my house!”

[theres no real annoyance or anger in his tone, but his voice hits a higher pitch and raises in volume, trying to make it seem as though he was annoyed]

[ real or not, the pitch really helps sell it and grian's ears droop. he groans, tilting his head away and placing his fishing rod aside. ]

i'd like it to be known i didn't even place most of it! the perch was mine-

[ obviously. and some of the bookcases. ]

but i at least made a new space for my building. take away the trap door and it's like the basement doesn't even exist! easy!

“That’s how I mine down in a month and find a mob farm in there somehow-“

[He laughs, nudging grian with his elbow]

“The perch can stay, but you’re helping me clean up everything else- including filling in the basement”

well, i dunno, free mob farm then- no redstone required! [ he huffs, just to be stubborn and difficult. ] never say i don't make you anything nice.

[ this time his tail hits mumbo a little harder, a playful swat as he stretches. ]

[ he moves to his chests, shuffling through multiple of them before finding the stone. ] i'm not bringing anything home with me by the way- i've already got a baby chest monster growing here so you'll have to feed your own.

“Normally mob farms give me things, not take everything I own away because it keeps killing me.”

[he follows behind grian, contemplating whether the tail swat was purposeful or just part of the stretch. He’s trying to figure out whether or not he should swat back]

“My chest monster is being fed enough. If yours is still a baby, surely you need to be feeding yours more, grow it big and strong.”

[he chuckles at himself. He isn’t lying when he’s saying his chest monster is being fed enough, it’s quickly growing in his nook by the mountain, and he isn’t doing much to stop it despite having a nice house he could put a storage system in]

i don't think so!

[ he starts leading the way up the staircase. ]

it's like a gremlin. it's cute and harmless as a baby- awh it's not so bad, another chest won't hurt anybody- but you have to stop feeding it before things start getting really ugly.

Mine hasn’t reached the ugly stage yet.. I’m not sure I really want it to. Last season the one I had.. terrible to clean up

[he keeps close behind grian, fidgeting with his tie as they walk, tightening it and tucking the end into his vest]

Maybe we should give everything to scar. I heard he already has a storage system

i don’t know if letting your pet eat all your stuff counts as a ‘storage system’… but what do i know?

[ he’s no redstoner. if it gives them a place to dump their trash, he’s all for it. ]

[ the closer they get to mumbo’s base, the slower he gets, distracted by… the wheat fields? it hasn’t changed since he was here a few hours ago but- ]

you really should get a scarecrow. my “simple” face wouldn’t be of much use but a pumpkin can probably do the job.

[ he’s pestering just to be pesky, continuing up the stairs. ]

#mumbos mailbox

did youuuu have fun? [ he's trying to be casual about it but he's definitely fishing, trying to see if mumbo had really been okay with the game. ]

[he'd been trying to clean up from the game, he really had been-]

".. Yeah! I did. Lot to wake up to though.. how did you manage to get so many people involved?"

[He isn't sure how he didn't wake up from that many voices, he'd only been a few blocks away. He wasn't that deep of a sleeper, last time he checked]

"Was this really talked about in the meeting?"

[He still isn't sure whether or not that was true]

most of us were already hanging out in the nether clearing it out and i think we all needed a break. [ he shrugs. ]

[ he doesn't respond at first and anyone else, it could be mistaken as him just being really concentrated on fishing and making sure he doesn't miss it. ]

“Now?”

[He just wants to know if he really is that bad of a listener during meetings. Because if he is that bad, might as well just stop to go to them (like he usually went in the first place.)]

“It’s in the meeting notes but I don’t remember hearing about it so it’s throwing me off-“

i suppose the bit has passed...

no, we didn't talk about it at the meeting. [ his tail swipes up mumbo's arm, comforting, as if trying to ease the truth just in case. ] we were just messing with you.

[He nods a few times, laughing]

“So my hearing is fine, and youre just all menaces-“

[Mumbo pushes Grian, sighing]

“If someone who wasnt there sees the edited notes and tries to add to my house again im making you come help me clean it up”

gaslighting you was a group decision-

[ grian playfully protests, shoving him back- then just keeping their arms pressed together, leaning against him. ]

[ oh a catch. he wrinkles his nose, handing off the saddle to mumbo. he didn't need it. ]

i was gonna clean it up originally but then you joined and... do you want some help with it?

“Oh you definitely had a big part in it, you’re you-“

[he laughs loud as he’s shoved back, before his laughs quiet and he smiles, leaning back against grian]

[he doesn’t have much use for a saddle, but he still tucks it into his inventory. It’s his now, he’ll figure it out]

“Maybe.. no, definitely. I would definitely like help- you all left such a mess in my house!”

[theres no real annoyance or anger in his tone, but his voice hits a higher pitch and raises in volume, trying to make it seem as though he was annoyed]

[ real or not, the pitch really helps sell it and grian's ears droop. he groans, tilting his head away and placing his fishing rod aside. ]

i'd like it to be known i didn't even place most of it! the perch was mine-

[ obviously. and some of the bookcases. ]

but i at least made a new space for my building. take away the trap door and it's like the basement doesn't even exist! easy!

“That’s how I mine down in a month and find a mob farm in there somehow-“

[He laughs, nudging grian with his elbow]

“The perch can stay, but you’re helping me clean up everything else- including filling in the basement”

well, i dunno, free mob farm then- no redstone required! [ he huffs, just to be stubborn and difficult. ] never say i don't make you anything nice.

[ this time his tail hits mumbo a little harder, a playful swat as he stretches. ]

“Normally mob farms give me things, not take everything I own away because it keeps killing me.”

[he follows behind grian, contemplating whether the tail swat was purposeful or just part of the stretch. He’s trying to figure out whether or not he should swat back]

“My chest monster is being fed enough. If yours is still a baby, surely you need to be feeding yours more, grow it big and strong.”

i don't think so!

[ he starts leading the way up the staircase. ]

it's like a gremlin. it's cute and harmless as a baby- awh it's not so bad, another chest won't hurt anybody- but you have to stop feeding it before things start getting really ugly.

#mumbos mailbox #s11 era

[ Pearl's starter base is, as of yet, nonexistent. She's living out of a villager house. Which is okay! She can manage! It's just... the bed is cold. The blanket doesn't fit over her wings. It's not warm and soft and full of plushies and pets yet. ]

[ Isn't that silly, a moth longing for a nest? ]

[ And yet, it finds itself at the mouth of Grian's cave, looking around nervously for its brother and shading its eyes from the noontime sun. He's somewhere nearby, it smells him. ]

...Griba? I can't sleep.

@pearls-mailbox

comin’—

[ his voice comes from… somewhere, bouncing off the stone walls so easily that he doesn’t even have to shout very loud. ]

[ his wings stretch just enough to spot him, their vibrant colors illuminated by a torch as he picks up his shulkers (so much stone) before gliding down. ]

pearl! [ he chirps, beaming at it and he looks so happy that the exhaustion of staying up all night is barely visible, hardly warranting any concern. their bases haven’t been very close these last few worlds but it was a smidge too far now, how much he missed her hitting him like a stonebrick. ]

what’s wrong? [ his head tilts. ] bad head day or something? if you need a distraction, i got an extra pick— [ he’s teasing but really, it is a lot of stone. ]

Griba! [ she repeats joyously as he approaches, outstretching her arms and scooping him up in a hug for a moment. ]

It's not that– I'm busy planning for the season, I've been focused on that– it's just...

[ Its wings quiver. ] I don't actually have my starter base set up yet, so I've been sleeping in a villager bed... It doesn’t feel right on my wings... they hang off the side weird... and it's cold, and too hard...

It's silly...

[ She slept in a normal bed just fine as a caterpillar. This is silly, she tells herself. She doesn’t need a nest. It's not an instinctual thing like it is for Grian and Jimmy. It's just... routine. Comforting. ]

[ he’s happy for the contact, soaking it up, immediately melting into it and rubbing their cheeks together, partially enveloping it in his wings. ]

[ he hums and trills along with every word, like he knows exactly the problem. which he does! ]

it’s not silly! us hybrids need our spaces! it’s just another con of early season. [ he sighs, dramatically melancholic about it. nests are a pain in new worlds. players lose everything they had formed an attachment to, including the security of familiarity. ]

[ unless they knew how to code. ]

[ he wiggles in her grasp until talons find the floor. ] i don’t have a nest yet. [ not even a bed. ] but we can make a temporary one together! we can do it in here or sneak it into one of gem’s floors in the bridge. it’d be a surprise!

[ Pearl barely resists melting in return as he wraps his wings around it, listening to his reassurance. His feathers are soft on its skin, a familiar sensation. Its brother is here. Its brother knows what to do. Everything will be alright. ]

In Gem's? [ Pearl immediately perks up, her antennae standing straight. Sleeping near her girlfriend sounds like an excellent idea. ]

I wanna go to Gem's. Her bridge is gorgeous. She's gorgeous.

it might be a little tight [ for pearl specifically, and mumbo if they invite more people ] but we'll decorate it so well, you won't even notice. maybe make a window.

[ he's thinking out loud really, trailing off without beckoning it to follow, knowing it will. ] a wall or a fence will help it blend in with the rest. [ he looks through his chests, unorganized as per usual. he grabs a variety of blocks, just to test them. ]

her bridge is pretty big, for it to be a starter base. really practical too. have you been inside? [ since they're talking partners... his tail swishes as he moves again. ] have you seen mumbo's build? it looks like me which automatically makes it the best.

[ Pearl nods as it tags along behind him, watching over his shoulder. It frowns and rolls its eyes at the assortment of random colors in his chests– looks like a mess. ]

I've been in briefly, but not long enough to really get a good look around. It's quite clever though. [ She hums. ] It does kinda look like a big Grian statue... do you think I could get Gem to build a statue of me if I asked cutely enough?

gem would build you a statue even if you asked while having the worst bed hair known to man, pearl. are you kidding? [ he tuts playfully. ]

before we go, since you came all this way already-

[ there's the familiar sounds of a villager farm but also the sounds of metal clanking. he lifts his arms, gesturing towards the glass wall with an excited trill. ]

i've got kids! [ just more robots for him to fawn over. he breaks the glass so that he can pull one out- it's heavy but that's okay because it's so cute. ] this is pumpkin, and the green one is melon. they're helping me farm.

I don't even really need a statue, technically there are multiple already on Empires– [ Pearl tuts back. ]

Ohhhhh, you have copper golems! So cute! Am I an auntie? Auntie Pearlo? [ Pearl coos over the copper golem, gently patting it on its head. ] Did I ever tell you about the time I got to be a copper golem for a bit?

meet your auntie purrl, pumpkin.

[ it gets some cheek rubs of its own, despite its cold surface. ] you don't get to come along because you have work to do, yes you do. [ he uses his baby voice as if to soften the rejection, like it even knows what he's talking about. grian puts it back inside, placing the glass back. ]

didn't we just get them with this world? how have you done a bit already? [ he asks, confused as he starts walking up the stairs to the bridge. ]

It was back on that New Life thing that I think Scott put together a while back? Modded server, fell through because the mods weren't behaving but it was fun while it lasted! [ Pearl explains as it follows him up the steps, taking two at a time. ] I was very small and very cute.

[ it sounds vaguely familiar, though he's almost positive he's mixing it up with another world so he stops trying to remember which it is. ]

you were small? copper golem small? [ he pauses to turn and look at it- standing on a step higher and his sister is still the taller one. he grimaces and keeps walking. ] cute, sure. small? i can't believe that.

[ his staircase conveniently has its own bridge leading into the inside of gem's base so there's less winding about to reach it. inside, he peers down the ladder just to see if gem was home before climbing down. ]

Indeed I was, mate! Just an itty bitty copper Pearlo...

[ Pearl twitches its sensitive antennae as it follows Grian down. Gem’s scent lingers faintly on the stone– fox fur and excitement and coconut shampoo and sweat– she's been here, though she isn't at present. It's comforting. ]

Do you think she'll be back soon?

'm not sure... i've spotted her riding her horse around the server a lot lately. if she hasn't stopped to chat with scar or someone, she could be back in a few hours.

[ he breaks a few blocks, replacing them with deepslate walls. he squints, then replaces them with cobblestone. they blend in with the rest, while letting in enough of the fresh air. ] sooner if we call her over. if you wanted to.

[ he breaks a bedside table to squeeze in another bed, switching it out a few times, settling with gray and red. it'll probably all be moved to the mega base later but that won't be for months probably, so he wanted to stick to gem's aesthetic. ]

[ then he's doing some sort of swiping motion with his hand and a void appears over the beds, promptly unloading a bunch of blankets from its depths. some familiar plushies spill out too before the hole zips closed once more. he grins, feathers all puffed with pride. ] aren't you lucky to have the coolest brother ever?

We could... would it ruin the surprise to tell her we filled a room in her base? Is this a surprise?

[ Pearl ponders as Grian sets up the beds, digging into her inventory and pulling out some glow berries, which she hangs from the ceiling in one corner. Nature's fairy lights. They should help freshen up the air in the room too, she reasons– plants give off clean air people can breathe. Call her nostalgic for last season's theme, but she's really grown to appreciate the use of a plant! ]

[ Pearl turns around as it hears a strange noise from behind, just in time to watch the blankets and plushies spill into the nest. Its jaw drops, wings fluttering with excitement, before it kicks off its shoes and jumps into the pile face first. ]

Oh my goodness– Griba! I– eee! [ She takes a moment to collect her thoughts, turning onto her side and thumping her foot against the floor. ] Golly goo, Griba!

[ grian's tail does all sorts of twirling and curls as he watches her, standing a little taller. he was just fishing for compliments when he said that but watching her react with such genuine happiness is a way better outcome. ]

it could be better but it'll do for now, so long as it's comfortable enough for you.

[ he sighs dramatically, as if being so cool had exhausted him as he flops onto his back. he picks up a jellie plush, hugging it to his chest. ]

we don't have to tell her what we did, just say you're waiting at her base. she'll turn right back around. [ he hums. ] it'll be a surprise whether she sees it now or later. up to you.

If I could get comfy with you guys in the lighthouse– this is a step up, I'll be fine, promise. [ It's a little cramped for Pearl’s wings, but it'll be fine as it's careful not to whack them into the walls as it's getting up. ]

[ She reaches over to Grian, playfully tousling his hair and flicking the feathers on his ears. ] You're the best, [ she yawns, foot still thumping. A hand automatically reaches for her hoodie string before she recalls she's changed. With a little huff, she carefully chews on the inside of her cheek instead, redirecting her attention to pulling out her communicator. ]

PearlescentMoon: hey gemmy :)

PearlescentMoon: I'm waiting at your baseee

PearlescentMoon: OvO

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Gem's communicator dings, and she pauses her digging to pull it out, finding three messages from Pearl waiting for her.]

GeminiTay: !!! GeminiTay: be right over omg

[She'd been out mining a while now, hadn't she? She ought to get home soon anyways... Packing up, Gem exits her mine, untying her horse and hopping on to ride back towards her bridge.]

[Once there, she makes her way to one of the central pillars, looking through the various rooms there for Pearl, but to no avail. Maybe she's in the other pillar? Gem switches to looking for it there, and starts looking through the rooms one by one.]

Pearl? Are you there?

[ grian's pulled out one of his little devices, playing some game about catching weird little animals and battling people while waiting. ]

[ ear wings hear gem first, flicking idly, but he doesn't move himself until he hears her start coming down the ladder. he tosses the device aside, wing pulling away from where it'd wrapped around pearl so they can sit up. ]

not just pearl. your most favorite person ever too-

[ Pearl, in the meantime, has shifted, sniffing the air with its antennae as Gem draws nearer to their little hideout. ]

But I'm here– [ she fails to stifle a yawn– ] too! C'mere!

[ It sits up, watching the ladder for Gem’s arrival, foot tapping against the floor, and sways slightly side to side. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Two visitors! Gem wonders what both Pearl and Grian are doing in her base, but she hurries down the ladder, nearly falling off as she does so.]

Pearl!!! [Gem turns towards her girlfriend, stopping in her tracks as she takes in Pearl's new outfit.]

Uh- nice- new outfit? [She stammers, face flushed. Since when did Pearl have muscles???]

// @grians-mailbox

and grian. [ he chirps but doesn't say anything else after that, not interrupting the two. ]

[ he used to have more dramatic reactions to seeing them together, typical sibling response to seeing one's sister being all mushy, but after living together for a good period of time, he's gotten adjusted to it. ]

[ as it is, he sits hugging the jellie plushie, void eyes bouncing between the two. ]

@pearls-mailbox

Gem!!! [ Her clothes have changed color. Is she wearing something new? Pearl can't quite make it out– ] Don't worry about my uniform, what have you got on? Come over here so I can see!

[ Pearl reaches out, making grabby hands at her girlfriend. ] And did you do something to your arm? Are you okay? [ There’s some kind of mark, but Pearl can't make out what it is. ]

[ Sorry Griba. It'll cuddle back up in a minute. It needs its Girlfriend Inspection Time. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Oh right… Pearl doesn’t know about the tattoo. It’s temporary, she managed to get Xisuma to help her mess with the code to make it last just this season.]

[Gem walks over to Pearl, standing in front of it so it can inspect the tattoo and her new outfit.]

New outfit for the new base! You like?

[She bounces on her toes as she stands there. The newfound nest looks comfy… She hopes she can have cuddles in it when Pearl’s done.]

// @grians-mailbox

[ that's fine, he can wait. ]

[ he lays back down on his side, leaning on his elbow and resting his cheek in his hand. when gem looks at the nest, he smiles at her, waving his tail in greeting. ]

@pearls-mailbox

Oh... oh my goodness, Gem, you're... [ Pearl's face heats up, flushing bright salmon. ] Damn.

[ Gem is exceedingly pretty. Pearl takes a moment to admire her, gently prodding her to turn around so she can see all sides of the outfit and touch the fabric. ]

Ohh that's velvety... oh and you did up your hair– and is that a tattoo, Gem, oh my gosh– [ It huffs teasingly. ] I can't let someone as beautiful as this leave without cuddling me.

[ She grabs Gem's hand and drags her downwards into the nest with a sleepy giggle. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Gem does a little spin for Pearl before she gets tugged into the nest, falling next to it with a giggle.]

You know I’m always up for cuddles, you don’t have to butter me up for that. [She curls up next to Pearl, tucking into its side.]

You like the outfit? I thought it’d be fun to change it up for the new season, what with the Gothic base and all.

// @grians-mailbox

#pearls mailbox #gems mailbox #s11 era

[ okay, that line does get a little stink face from grian but still, no comment. no doubt he's said something similar to mumbo before but still! ]

you look really good gem. you should get a custom sword to go with it.

[ he's content to cuddle the jellie plush, curling up around it as he wiggles back to keep his back pressed against gem's just for the contact. he stretches his wings out before tucking himself into them as a blanket of their own. ]

@pearls-mailbox

did youuuu have fun? [ he's trying to be casual about it but he's definitely fishing, trying to see if mumbo had really been okay with the game. ]

[he'd been trying to clean up from the game, he really had been-]

".. Yeah! I did. Lot to wake up to though.. how did you manage to get so many people involved?"

[He isn't sure how he didn't wake up from that many voices, he'd only been a few blocks away. He wasn't that deep of a sleeper, last time he checked]

"Was this really talked about in the meeting?"

[He still isn't sure whether or not that was true]

most of us were already hanging out in the nether clearing it out and i think we all needed a break. [ he shrugs. ]

[ he doesn't respond at first and anyone else, it could be mistaken as him just being really concentrated on fishing and making sure he doesn't miss it. ]

“Now?”

[He just wants to know if he really is that bad of a listener during meetings. Because if he is that bad, might as well just stop to go to them (like he usually went in the first place.)]

“It’s in the meeting notes but I don’t remember hearing about it so it’s throwing me off-“

i suppose the bit has passed...

no, we didn't talk about it at the meeting. [ his tail swipes up mumbo's arm, comforting, as if trying to ease the truth just in case. ] we were just messing with you.

[He nods a few times, laughing]

“So my hearing is fine, and youre just all menaces-“

[Mumbo pushes Grian, sighing]

“If someone who wasnt there sees the edited notes and tries to add to my house again im making you come help me clean it up”

gaslighting you was a group decision-

[ grian playfully protests, shoving him back- then just keeping their arms pressed together, leaning against him. ]

[ oh a catch. he wrinkles his nose, handing off the saddle to mumbo. he didn't need it. ]

i was gonna clean it up originally but then you joined and... do you want some help with it?

“Oh you definitely had a big part in it, you’re you-“

[he laughs loud as he’s shoved back, before his laughs quiet and he smiles, leaning back against grian]

[he doesn’t have much use for a saddle, but he still tucks it into his inventory. It’s his now, he’ll figure it out]

“Maybe.. no, definitely. I would definitely like help- you all left such a mess in my house!”

[theres no real annoyance or anger in his tone, but his voice hits a higher pitch and raises in volume, trying to make it seem as though he was annoyed]

[ real or not, the pitch really helps sell it and grian's ears droop. he groans, tilting his head away and placing his fishing rod aside. ]

i'd like it to be known i didn't even place most of it! the perch was mine-

[ obviously. and some of the bookcases. ]

but i at least made a new space for my building. take away the trap door and it's like the basement doesn't even exist! easy!

“That’s how I mine down in a month and find a mob farm in there somehow-“

[He laughs, nudging grian with his elbow]

“The perch can stay, but you’re helping me clean up everything else- including filling in the basement”

well, i dunno, free mob farm then- no redstone required! [ he huffs, just to be stubborn and difficult. ] never say i don't make you anything nice.

[ this time his tail hits mumbo a little harder, a playful swat as he stretches. ]

#mumbos mailbox #s11 era

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#reblog !!#s11 era

did youuuu have fun? [ he's trying to be casual about it but he's definitely fishing, trying to see if mumbo had really been okay with the game. ]

[he'd been trying to clean up from the game, he really had been-]

".. Yeah! I did. Lot to wake up to though.. how did you manage to get so many people involved?"

[He isn't sure how he didn't wake up from that many voices, he'd only been a few blocks away. He wasn't that deep of a sleeper, last time he checked]

"Was this really talked about in the meeting?"

[He still isn't sure whether or not that was true]

most of us were already hanging out in the nether clearing it out and i think we all needed a break. [ he shrugs. ]

[ he doesn't respond at first and anyone else, it could be mistaken as him just being really concentrated on fishing and making sure he doesn't miss it. ]

“Now?”

[He just wants to know if he really is that bad of a listener during meetings. Because if he is that bad, might as well just stop to go to them (like he usually went in the first place.)]

“It’s in the meeting notes but I don’t remember hearing about it so it’s throwing me off-“

i suppose the bit has passed...

no, we didn't talk about it at the meeting. [ his tail swipes up mumbo's arm, comforting, as if trying to ease the truth just in case. ] we were just messing with you.

[He nods a few times, laughing]

“So my hearing is fine, and youre just all menaces-“

[Mumbo pushes Grian, sighing]

“If someone who wasnt there sees the edited notes and tries to add to my house again im making you come help me clean it up”

gaslighting you was a group decision-

[ grian playfully protests, shoving him back- then just keeping their arms pressed together, leaning against him. ]

[ oh a catch. he wrinkles his nose, handing off the saddle to mumbo. he didn't need it. ]

i was gonna clean it up originally but then you joined and... do you want some help with it?

“Oh you definitely had a big part in it, you’re you-“

[he laughs loud as he’s shoved back, before his laughs quiet and he smiles, leaning back against grian]

[he doesn’t have much use for a saddle, but he still tucks it into his inventory. It’s his now, he’ll figure it out]

“Maybe.. no, definitely. I would definitely like help- you all left such a mess in my house!”

[theres no real annoyance or anger in his tone, but his voice hits a higher pitch and raises in volume, trying to make it seem as though he was annoyed]

[ real or not, the pitch really helps sell it and grian's ears droop. he groans, tilting his head away and placing his fishing rod aside. ]

i'd like it to be known i didn't even place most of it! the perch was mine-

[ obviously. and some of the bookcases. ]

but i at least made a new space for my building. take away the trap door and it's like the basement doesn't even exist! easy!

#mumbos mailbox #s11 era

[ Isn't that silly, a moth longing for a nest? ]

[ And yet, it finds itself at the mouth of Grian's cave, looking around nervously for its brother and shading its eyes from the noontime sun. He's somewhere nearby, it smells him. ]

...Griba? I can't sleep.

@pearls-mailbox

comin’—

[ his voice comes from… somewhere, bouncing off the stone walls so easily that he doesn’t even have to shout very loud. ]

[ his wings stretch just enough to spot him, their vibrant colors illuminated by a torch as he picks up his shulkers (so much stone) before gliding down. ]

what’s wrong? [ his head tilts. ] bad head day or something? if you need a distraction, i got an extra pick— [ he’s teasing but really, it is a lot of stone. ]

Griba! [ she repeats joyously as he approaches, outstretching her arms and scooping him up in a hug for a moment. ]

It's not that– I'm busy planning for the season, I've been focused on that– it's just...

It's silly...

[ he’s happy for the contact, soaking it up, immediately melting into it and rubbing their cheeks together, partially enveloping it in his wings. ]

[ he hums and trills along with every word, like he knows exactly the problem. which he does! ]

[ unless they knew how to code. ]

In Gem's? [ Pearl immediately perks up, her antennae standing straight. Sleeping near her girlfriend sounds like an excellent idea. ]

I wanna go to Gem's. Her bridge is gorgeous. She's gorgeous.

it might be a little tight [ for pearl specifically, and mumbo if they invite more people ] but we'll decorate it so well, you won't even notice. maybe make a window.

[ Pearl nods as it tags along behind him, watching over his shoulder. It frowns and rolls its eyes at the assortment of random colors in his chests– looks like a mess. ]

gem would build you a statue even if you asked while having the worst bed hair known to man, pearl. are you kidding? [ he tuts playfully. ]

before we go, since you came all this way already-

[ there's the familiar sounds of a villager farm but also the sounds of metal clanking. he lifts his arms, gesturing towards the glass wall with an excited trill. ]

I don't even really need a statue, technically there are multiple already on Empires– [ Pearl tuts back. ]

meet your auntie purrl, pumpkin.

didn't we just get them with this world? how have you done a bit already? [ he asks, confused as he starts walking up the stairs to the bridge. ]

[ it sounds vaguely familiar, though he's almost positive he's mixing it up with another world so he stops trying to remember which it is. ]

Indeed I was, mate! Just an itty bitty copper Pearlo...

Do you think she'll be back soon?

'm not sure... i've spotted her riding her horse around the server a lot lately. if she hasn't stopped to chat with scar or someone, she could be back in a few hours.

We could... would it ruin the surprise to tell her we filled a room in her base? Is this a surprise?

Oh my goodness– Griba! I– eee! [ She takes a moment to collect her thoughts, turning onto her side and thumping her foot against the floor. ] Golly goo, Griba!

it could be better but it'll do for now, so long as it's comfortable enough for you.

[ he sighs dramatically, as if being so cool had exhausted him as he flops onto his back. he picks up a jellie plush, hugging it to his chest. ]

we don't have to tell her what we did, just say you're waiting at her base. she'll turn right back around. [ he hums. ] it'll be a surprise whether she sees it now or later. up to you.

PearlescentMoon: hey gemmy :)

PearlescentMoon: I'm waiting at your baseee

PearlescentMoon: OvO

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Gem's communicator dings, and she pauses her digging to pull it out, finding three messages from Pearl waiting for her.]

GeminiTay: !!! GeminiTay: be right over omg

[She'd been out mining a while now, hadn't she? She ought to get home soon anyways... Packing up, Gem exits her mine, untying her horse and hopping on to ride back towards her bridge.]

Pearl? Are you there?

[ grian's pulled out one of his little devices, playing some game about catching weird little animals and battling people while waiting. ]

not just pearl. your most favorite person ever too-

[ Pearl, in the meantime, has shifted, sniffing the air with its antennae as Gem draws nearer to their little hideout. ]

But I'm here– [ she fails to stifle a yawn– ] too! C'mere!

[ It sits up, watching the ladder for Gem’s arrival, foot tapping against the floor, and sways slightly side to side. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Two visitors! Gem wonders what both Pearl and Grian are doing in her base, but she hurries down the ladder, nearly falling off as she does so.]

Pearl!!! [Gem turns towards her girlfriend, stopping in her tracks as she takes in Pearl's new outfit.]

Uh- nice- new outfit? [She stammers, face flushed. Since when did Pearl have muscles???]

// @grians-mailbox

and grian. [ he chirps but doesn't say anything else after that, not interrupting the two. ]

[ as it is, he sits hugging the jellie plushie, void eyes bouncing between the two. ]

@pearls-mailbox

Gem!!! [ Her clothes have changed color. Is she wearing something new? Pearl can't quite make it out– ] Don't worry about my uniform, what have you got on? Come over here so I can see!

[ Pearl reaches out, making grabby hands at her girlfriend. ] And did you do something to your arm? Are you okay? [ There’s some kind of mark, but Pearl can't make out what it is. ]

[ Sorry Griba. It'll cuddle back up in a minute. It needs its Girlfriend Inspection Time. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Oh right… Pearl doesn’t know about the tattoo. It’s temporary, she managed to get Xisuma to help her mess with the code to make it last just this season.]

[Gem walks over to Pearl, standing in front of it so it can inspect the tattoo and her new outfit.]

New outfit for the new base! You like?

[She bounces on her toes as she stands there. The newfound nest looks comfy… She hopes she can have cuddles in it when Pearl’s done.]

// @grians-mailbox

#pearls mailbox #gems mailbox #s11 era

[ that's fine, he can wait. ]

[ he lays back down on his side, leaning on his elbow and resting his cheek in his hand. when gem looks at the nest, he smiles at her, waving his tail in greeting. ]

@pearls-mailbox

[ Isn't that silly, a moth longing for a nest? ]

[ And yet, it finds itself at the mouth of Grian's cave, looking around nervously for its brother and shading its eyes from the noontime sun. He's somewhere nearby, it smells him. ]

...Griba? I can't sleep.

@pearls-mailbox

comin’—

[ his voice comes from… somewhere, bouncing off the stone walls so easily that he doesn’t even have to shout very loud. ]

[ his wings stretch just enough to spot him, their vibrant colors illuminated by a torch as he picks up his shulkers (so much stone) before gliding down. ]

what’s wrong? [ his head tilts. ] bad head day or something? if you need a distraction, i got an extra pick— [ he’s teasing but really, it is a lot of stone. ]

Griba! [ she repeats joyously as he approaches, outstretching her arms and scooping him up in a hug for a moment. ]

It's not that– I'm busy planning for the season, I've been focused on that– it's just...

It's silly...

[ he’s happy for the contact, soaking it up, immediately melting into it and rubbing their cheeks together, partially enveloping it in his wings. ]

[ he hums and trills along with every word, like he knows exactly the problem. which he does! ]

[ unless they knew how to code. ]

In Gem's? [ Pearl immediately perks up, her antennae standing straight. Sleeping near her girlfriend sounds like an excellent idea. ]

I wanna go to Gem's. Her bridge is gorgeous. She's gorgeous.

it might be a little tight [ for pearl specifically, and mumbo if they invite more people ] but we'll decorate it so well, you won't even notice. maybe make a window.

[ Pearl nods as it tags along behind him, watching over his shoulder. It frowns and rolls its eyes at the assortment of random colors in his chests– looks like a mess. ]

gem would build you a statue even if you asked while having the worst bed hair known to man, pearl. are you kidding? [ he tuts playfully. ]

before we go, since you came all this way already-

[ there's the familiar sounds of a villager farm but also the sounds of metal clanking. he lifts his arms, gesturing towards the glass wall with an excited trill. ]

I don't even really need a statue, technically there are multiple already on Empires– [ Pearl tuts back. ]

meet your auntie purrl, pumpkin.

didn't we just get them with this world? how have you done a bit already? [ he asks, confused as he starts walking up the stairs to the bridge. ]

[ it sounds vaguely familiar, though he's almost positive he's mixing it up with another world so he stops trying to remember which it is. ]

Indeed I was, mate! Just an itty bitty copper Pearlo...

Do you think she'll be back soon?

'm not sure... i've spotted her riding her horse around the server a lot lately. if she hasn't stopped to chat with scar or someone, she could be back in a few hours.

We could... would it ruin the surprise to tell her we filled a room in her base? Is this a surprise?

Oh my goodness– Griba! I– eee! [ She takes a moment to collect her thoughts, turning onto her side and thumping her foot against the floor. ] Golly goo, Griba!

it could be better but it'll do for now, so long as it's comfortable enough for you.

[ he sighs dramatically, as if being so cool had exhausted him as he flops onto his back. he picks up a jellie plush, hugging it to his chest. ]

we don't have to tell her what we did, just say you're waiting at her base. she'll turn right back around. [ he hums. ] it'll be a surprise whether she sees it now or later. up to you.

PearlescentMoon: hey gemmy :)

PearlescentMoon: I'm waiting at your baseee

PearlescentMoon: OvO

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Gem's communicator dings, and she pauses her digging to pull it out, finding three messages from Pearl waiting for her.]

GeminiTay: !!! GeminiTay: be right over omg

[She'd been out mining a while now, hadn't she? She ought to get home soon anyways... Packing up, Gem exits her mine, untying her horse and hopping on to ride back towards her bridge.]

Pearl? Are you there?

[ grian's pulled out one of his little devices, playing some game about catching weird little animals and battling people while waiting. ]

not just pearl. your most favorite person ever too-

[ Pearl, in the meantime, has shifted, sniffing the air with its antennae as Gem draws nearer to their little hideout. ]

But I'm here– [ she fails to stifle a yawn– ] too! C'mere!

[ It sits up, watching the ladder for Gem’s arrival, foot tapping against the floor, and sways slightly side to side. ]

[ @gems-mailbox ]

[Two visitors! Gem wonders what both Pearl and Grian are doing in her base, but she hurries down the ladder, nearly falling off as she does so.]

Pearl!!! [Gem turns towards her girlfriend, stopping in her tracks as she takes in Pearl's new outfit.]

Uh- nice- new outfit? [She stammers, face flushed. Since when did Pearl have muscles???]

// @grians-mailbox