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In the end dimension where Egg lived, he went through a few of the books inside of the bundle MinuteTech had gifted for him. Most were new, some were too old to be considered an artifact supposed to be displayed at a museum, and some are.. spell books.
One in particular caught his eye, gold trims surrounded the sharp edges, leather cover colored in dark cyan with splotches of what appears to be dried blood. Deciding to take it, Eggchan made sure to place all of the other books in spots where he would most likely forget that it even existed. Sitting down on his chair and began reading the spell book, each page containing ingredients of different types of potions that weren't seen to be used now adays. Turning a page his fingers stopped, the eyes on his wings scanning the singular paper with utmost curiosity.
It contents held that of a potion which can turn a user into a child, however at the bottom was a riddle---
'Those who seek shall pay the price of once being clear now but a blur in one's mind.'
A riddle to something, he ignored the riddle and began to make the potion, his wings fluttered in excitement every movement he made was one step closer to making the potion.
Loud familiar footsteps echoed through the hallway, he didn't dare to look back as a very dangerous yet comforting presence loomed behind his back. His dear old best friend. "Hello Wemmbu, what brings you back here?" Egg turned around to face the demonic avian who smiled showing off fangs that people ran from in fear.
"Yo' Egg! I got a few books for you to read. They're quite interesting so I figured why not bring it to you? Might find something useful with it-- also what are you making?"
"Hm? Just some potions that looked fun to make."
"Huh, can I see?"
"Wh-- bro no, you can't come near the brewing stand!"
Wemmbu frowned but obliged anyway, he stood back arms crossed and waited for his best friend to finish making the potion. While he waited he thought of many other things, like gifts he can bring over since he's almost always in the overworld and never in the end dimension, his guilt eating his conscience of not seeing his best friend for weeks, sometimes months even.
The demonic avian sighed and went to place the books over on Egg's table, making sure to organize it neatly from series to historic and those used for studies. Not like they need to anyways, they were already graudated. With nothing else to do, Wemmbu whined in boredom his steps coming close to peeking behind Egg's back. "Eggggg, I'm bored buddy.."
The angel sighed yet a smile formed on his lips, seeing the purple hair peeking from behind his back, he couldn't help but just let his friend do whatever he wanted.
"Alright I'm done, bro you really need some hobbies to keep you company at some point."
"What? Me? Hobbies? Buddy I got hobbies! I just don't have time to do it."
Egg rolled his eyes as Wemmbu whined again, letting his face burrow behind his wings, feeling the latter's tail wrap around his leg in a comfort kind of way. Turning around he let Wemmbu nuzzle on his chest. It was their thing, exclusive only to their eyes and presence. A soft rubble came from the smaller's throat, a purr that Egg came to recognize as a form of comfort or safety. He feels safe and it makes Egg happy to know that Wemmbu feels safe and comfortable around him.
Probably the only person who can dissolve his egoistic personality into a mushy purring kind. "Bro missed me--"
"Bro- okay yeah, maybe I do."
Wemmbu grinned, nuzzling further into the suit, smelling like old books and a hint of mint and soft like white lilies. It makes the static noise in his head cease, enabling him to think more clearly without the need to make plans or look behind his back or make backup plans in the middle of a fight.
After the cuddling/missing session, Egg had to go ask Minute something about some kind of information or whatever, leaving Wemmbu right next to the brewing stand where Egg had told him to get away from. The bottle had been labeled 'Do not touch!' with big letters colored in red. Well he's careful with potions, sure some slipped in his hands when fighting, but that's when he's fighting! Not when he's standing still and not doing anything.
What's the worst that could happen?
Taking the potion in his palm, gently shaking the bottle as it's fluid shimered in a glowing light pinky color, opening the cork he placed it close to his nose and surprisingly it smelled like a Baby's breath flower with cotton candy scented if you noticed it further.
Suddenly a large shake and rubble of the whole island cause Wemmbu to stumble back, making him yelp as the potion in his hand flew up then unfortunately splashed onto his form.
Eggchan came back rather quickly after experiencing a large quake of the island, it wasn't often that the island would shake due to it sometimes breaking apart or other islands colliding after traveling so long in the open space.
His eyes scanned the room and fell on to a pile of clothes with something or someone underneath, a broken potion bottle, and a missing Wemmbu.
"Oh no."
Egg cursed himself for leaving the idiotic friend of his and trusting him not to touch the potion. Jogging slowly towards the clothes, he lifted it up only to spot a.. smaller Wemmbu? Shorter hair, small black horns and tail and a pair of wings that can definitely carry a child no less if he ever flew.
He was screwed, so screwed. If Wemmbu saw what he is today then he'll kill him for sure! Though he knows he won't. The smaller looked up with sparkling amethyst, small chubby hands placed on the floor supporting his weight.
"... You're an angel Mister!"
.... Wait what?
Surely his memories have not been wiped right? Surely Wemmbu's memories haven't returned into a child right?
"... H-how old are you?"
"I'm.. s.. six? Six!"
There was in literal no way that Wemmbu's mind was that of a six year old. Slowly he cradled the naked child onto his arms, wrapping the cape around, acting as a warmth against the coolness of the end dimension. The child gleeful being picked up as he sprinted towards the spell book, turning the page to look at the information written.
But none wrote of the adverse effects if a person were to ever be splashed.
"Book book!"
Wemmbu clapped his hands excitedly, giggling as Egg kept turning the pages frantically to search for any kind of potion to turn one back into an adult form.
"Egg? What's going on? I can hear a child's voice."
Minute came inside of the library wearing his signature netherite gear, sword put away in his inventory since he had heard a child. He didn't want to scare a kid away with a sword, that would be so bad to his reputation and for the kid's childhood memories.
"MinuteTech! I-- Wemmbu-- Wemmbu's a child!"
"What?"
Egg turned around to show the guardian a Wemmbu kid wrapped in his cape, the child's eyes widen and made grabby hands towards the older making happy noises. Minute just stared with utter confusion and slight adoration?
"Big bwother!"
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Minute now cradled a fully clothed Wemmbu in his arms, sitting on the floor while Egg just watched this scene unfold. After Wemmy (what Minute calls him now) had called him a big brother, something just snapped within the older to a big brother mode.
"I've always wanted to be a big brother, oh this is perfect! I'm your big brother right Wemmy?"
"Hehe, big bwother minut ech!"
"Heck yeah I am!"
Well, atleast Minute was distracting Wemmy giving Egg time to browse through the spell book trying to find any potions to reverse the effects. At least Wemmbu didn't remember that he was splashed or something, he just hoped that his childhood memories wouldn't be switched or something because that would definitely change his personality overall.
He didn't want that of course. He wanted his old best friend back and he was going to fix this.
Minute had brought Wemmbu outside of the base to show him around the end dimension, and the smaller would look around in awe, pointing at stars or buildings that the guardian happily explained what their purpose is or what they are.
"Whoaa! Big bwother know lot!"
"I do, it's because I guard this end dimension! Pretty cool right? I made sure that those who come and go respect this place, if not they meet their doom!"
"Hahaha! That so cooool! You the best big bwother!"
Hearing the child, even if it's Wemmbu, declare that he's the best big brother ever made his heart swell with pride like it was the best title he's ever recieved, simple words held his heart like a magic something that only kids can ever do. Holding such a tiny hand, he couldn't believe that this was Wemmbu as a kid back then, all cheerful and filled with curiosity, something that he didn't show yet let out glimpses of it during his travels.
It was unexpected, but Minute found himself being a self proclaimed big brother for the smaller demonic avian who only giggled, clapped hands, and ask everything that he wanted to know.
He was harmless, unexpected from the chaos bringer who laughs at the face of death, enjoys the way skulls crack at the weight of his maces. Yet in this tiny body of his only held innocence that can rival Wemmbu's egoistical self.
Egg came rushing out of the base, holding what appears to be a book that Minute had gifted him. Putting the child down, softly whispering for him to look around and faced the angel stopping right infront of him.
"Minute! There's nothing in this spell book! I've looked everywhere but there's nothing! Do you know where you found or who gave you this book?"
"Nothing? What do you mean? Some random player gave it to me, I don't remember the name but I do remember being in capital city so I'll try and find some clues there."
"Alright we-- we gotta fix this man. We.. Wemmbu?"
As soon as the name uttered out, the sound of someone going through the portal was heard, the gate was open and Wemmbu was no where to be found.
".... Oh no.."
Back in the overworld, little Wemmbu flew around the air with a laugh, still floppy with the use of extra limbs but he can glide through the breeze with ease. He always loved looking at the clouds, soft and cuddly like he could sleep there all day whenever he wanted. He remembered his father and mother right next to him as they taught him how to fly or glide through the air.
His little mind wondered of all the possibilities of finding new places to explore and come back home running to his papa a demon in the underworld and his mama who can turn their skin into diamonds. He wished he could do that but all he could do is fly like his papa. Well he never really minded it, it's fun flying around getting to places most players can't.
His eyes lit up seeing a biome different from others, it was colored from red, orange, yellow! He's never seen this kind of biome before, his parents never really took him that far from their home in fear of getting hurt by other players.
But discovering something new made his little stomach do a flip in excitement. Slowly he decended down after seeing a bunch of cows all inside of a fence.
"Hewo cows! So many cows!"
He stood up on his tippy toes reaching to pet one cow on it's nose, thankfully one of them bowed down letting his small hands softly started petting them one by one all the while giggling. He's never seen so many cows in one space, they must be friends who never wanted to leave each other and for him that sounds nice!
"What the? Hey kid! What are you doing here?!"
An unfamiliar voice made him turn around, seeing a taller person, cool looking hairstyle with the ends glowing like fire, and that armor he's wearing made him look like a really really cool fighter, a black bandana over his eyes, Wemmbu wonders if he can see through it, and horns that look like his but red!
"W-wemmbu?!"
Oh this mister is like him!
"Hewo mister! You hav so mani cows!"
Wemmbu ran up to greet the new person, new person means new friends that he can make and show off to his papa that he can make friends faster than him!
Flame stared in confusion, how in the world is this kid Wemmbu? Sure he's got the horns, tail and wings that resembled the airborne fighter who chased him down to the ends of earth wanting to claim his title. But in no way means that this innocent kid was Wemmbu of all people. This kid who held such curiosity and innocence made Flame just want to bash his head for trying to intimidate the smaller.
Children were practically invincible in this server, no one is to come with harmful intentions near the kids or they'd be facing something far harsher than death itself. For Flame, he's never really a kid person, always distancing himself from the smaller ones afraid of tainting their childhood memories with his presence. "Mister? You look cool wit you armor!
Wemmbu stared at Flame's armor with admiration, to be truthful, no one's ever looked at him like that. Some kids did sure, but never up this close. Now he could understand why adults desperately wanted to protect their innocence. It was so unbelievably hard to find amongst the crowds of people here in this server.
"Wh-- what my armor? Psh, that's like-- you know I, I made it myself you know? It's not that cool kid."
"But it is! I wanna hav one like yours too!"
Okay now that was.... maybe something he could spare? He didn't have any smaller armors, he definitely can't go to the biggest trading city ever without running into one of Lettuce's goons. And if they ever find Wemmbu like this, they'd take advantage to lock the smaller into a cage or brainwash him. Wait a minute, this is Wemmbu he's thinking and talking too. Why the hell is he so worried about him being chased by the law men when they themselves can't destroy the rules that was implemented on the server?
...Maybe he can make an exception.
"I mean.. if you do want one, I can make you a smaller version?"
"Wait no way?! Awesome! Thank chu big bwother!"
Wemmbu ran inside the first door he's ever seen and waited for Flame to come inside. Flamefrags, the Immortal Demon of the server being called a big brother. It reminded him of his past life with him thanking Mane, his older brother whenever he would gift him something for his birthday. It hurt and heals his heart like no other, reminiscing the times with your older siblings was the best he could get to spending time with Mane once again.
"Flame! I got you something."
Mane came inside of their little hut, a secret hide away that only the two brothers knew. Flame who had been waiting stood up fast and ran to hug his older brother by the waist, he hasn't grown taller than Mane yet but he will! It just takes time. "What is it big brother?" He peered his eyes, trying to look behind what Mane was hiding. The older chuckled and revealed a small little box in his hands.
Flame's eyes widen, excitedly waiting for the present his brother would give him. They moved over to a makeshift bed covered with linen and wool cloth that kept them warm during the cold wintery nights in the overworld. "Flame, I want you to take good care of this alright? This means alot to me, and I would love it if my little brother can take care of it for me." Little Flame nodded eagerly, scooting closer next to Mane, sharing body heat as the moonlight illuminated the room into a soft blue glow.
"Whoa.. what is that?"
"This? This is a pendant. See? It glows whenever it's in the dark."
Mane closed the blinds and let the pendant glow brightly, shining in their hands as Flame stared in awe at the colors, it turns yellow, then cyan, blue, pink, red, and many other colors. Slowly the older sibling gently lowered it down to his little sibling like it was fragile, something very important to him.
"Thank you big brother.. I'll take care of this always and forever!"
"Oh Flame.. I know you will, I love you."
"I love you too big brother!"
Flame blinked and stared at the smaller netherite armor in his hands, when had he started making one? He didn't remember yet he couldn't stop as he carved the same trims he had and stuffed in redstone inside of the lines. The armor wouldn't be too heavy on the child's body, but still would give him protection if someone sick enough were to try and harm his rival now a child. Like hell they will, not on his watch.
Turning around, he spotted Wemmbu playing with his wolf, Ashen in particular was licking the younger boy's face as he giggled and laughed uncontrollably. It made him feel.. happy to hear those sounds, Flame didn't know why it tugged at him so bad but, he didn't mind it. "Ashen, girl off of him." He ordered, the wolf obeyed but still panted and sat right next to Wemmbu as Flame approached with four smaller body armor pieces. "Alright buddy, I got your armor ready. Wanna try it?"
"Yeah!"
Questioning how he turned into a little kid would be useless, it was like Wemmbu didn't know who he was. Maybe Parrot knows something about this? He could go pay him a visit after this.
He watched as the little demonic avian slip into the netherite with the back designed perfectly to adjust to his wings enabling him to be able to fly. Wemmbu smiled reaching his eyes, he couldn't believe his rival was capable of smiling like this. Yet here he was, seeing it in real time was something else.
"I look like big bwother now!"
"Close buddy, you gotta train to become like me."
Maybe entertaining this version of Wemmbu wouldn't be too bad after all. The kid listens to whatever he says almost immediately, unlike his older counterpart that does whatever he wants. Flame attached a belt with a small netherite sword, only enchants on it were unbreaking. He feared that even if this was a kid version of Wemmbu, he was still dumb enough to accidentally cut himself when handling a sword.
Why did he give him a sword in the first place? He doesn't know why and it feels like it will backfire some time. He perked up as Wemmbu asked him a question.
"Big bwother wat's your name?"
"My name? It's Flamefrags buddy, and I'm the strongest player in this server."
".. The stwongest? Even stwonger than big bwother minute ech?"
"Minute? Psh, that guy? He's no match for me."
"That's.. so cool!!"
Yeah he's fine with this, tolerable. A trip to Parrot's potion shop wouldn't be too bad to figure out how Wemmbu got turned into a little kid right now.
"Ready for some adventure Wemmbu?"
"Wemmbu ready for duty big bwother!"
Flame took out his horse, helping the younger climb on first before him. Even if the little one had wings, it ached from being used trying to fly for a very long time. So he was fine being grounded to the floor while they trotted with a horse, leaving orange dust behind. It felt like he was in some sort of cowboy movie and he liked the feeling.
"Trip trip we go!!"