#bunny mumbo

[illumiphosauce]

Mumbo Bnuy

[moss-in-hiding]

ehem, uh,,,, y’know i’mma just blame this on @gumptiondog :)

[autumnmist102side]

Mumbo's Morphing Mystery (Part 2)

“Mumbo!” Tango calls as he lands on top of the mothball.

“Oh uh, h-hey mate. How are—how are you?” Mumbo questioned from inside searching through every chest and barrel to see if he could find something—anything— of a mob skull to wear.

“Oh I’ve been fine. Just fine–” The blaze-born pauses, “where are you?”

“Oh I'm just—I'm just in my mothball. I'll be out in a minute.”

“Nah, your all good. I’ll just pop in.” Tango calls as Mumbo hears something breaking. He lets out a surprise squeak, jumping aside and barely managing to avoid Tango falling on top of him. Tango turns but freezes upon seeing his close friend.

“Whahahaha!” The firery man laughs, circling the rabbit, “What!? What happened to you!?” Mumbo brow furrows in annoyance as his face grows hot.

“Joe and I are in the process of finding that out.” He states turning to his chests, “As of now— ahh!”

“I ain’t seen you this way since I joined the server!” Tango cackles, rubbing his knuckles against the rabbit’s hair, as Mumbo tries to escape the headlock.

“T–Tango!”

“Ah man!” The blaze-born releases him, keeping the same grin on his face, “Takes me back to when we first met!”

“Eh hem, yes,” Mumbo coughs, fixing his hair before questioning what the older man needed.

“Gotta know where you want your mailbox. That way me and Etho can hook you to the system.”

“Ah, yes, um.” Mumbo looks out the window spotting a place nearby that wouldn’t interfere with his current base plans. “That spot over there should do the trick. Perhaps we could inlay it in the mountain a bit? If it’s no trouble.”

“No trouble. No trouble, but I do think we need to go down and mark out the exact spot. I mean— You don’t plan on staying in here all day, do you?

“W-well no— That is- I did tell Joe we'd meet at Cleo's cafe later- but I-I was kind of planning to stay here as long as possible. Though now that you’ve said it out loud it– it doesn’t really sound all that productive does it?”

“Uh, no. No it doesn’t. But I thought you didn’t care about showing your rabbit side?”

“I don’t care about showing my rabbit side. I just—” Mumbo grabs his arm and looks out the window at his neighbor's bases for Tango to raise an eyebrow.

“Mmm, so that's the problem." The blazeborn smirks. "Don't want your boyfriends seeing how snuggly wuggly their boyfriend got?"

"I am not snuggley wuggly!" Mumbo pouts for the older man to laugh before ruffling his hair again.

"Aw, c'mon Mumbo. You know I gotta tease ya! I mean you were the youngest till Peal and Gem showed up."

"Wasn't XB in the running for that as well?"

"Nah. The only ones who believe that is anyone that listens to the stupid robot of stupidness in the hub. He's older, though no one knows his actual age. Which mean you technically get to stay the baby."

"How fortunate." Mumbo huffs, fixing his suite, "But back to what you're here for, the post box."

"Right. Mailbox. You said you want it on the side of the mountain?"

"Yes please. In the indent, just there." He motions out the window for Tango to nod.

"Alright. Alright. I can go down and mark it out there. Then check and see if we have enough room underneath for redstone." Mumbo perks at that for the blaze-born to smirk.

"You're doing this with redstone?"

"Mm hmm, and I mean, not to brag or nothing but Etho and I diiiid come up with a preeetty cool design for it." The blaze turns and opens a trapdoor.

"Though ya know, I was thinking of showing you the redstone for the whole system buuut seeing as you're wanting to just stay in here-"

“Wait.” Mumbo grabs the blaze’s arm, “I’d love to see it.”

I would've had this out sooner but the program I use for my art wanted to be stupid. Due to this, I'm unsure if I will be continuing with adding in the artworks but I do hope you enjoyed this chapter and I will catch you next time.