so basically, this is kinda if hermitcraft was like a live-action tv series and EX is the director and they had a behind the scenes (no im not writing in first person i will perish before i do that) it's gonna work like EX is the director and is working for Hermitcraft, a separate company that's paid him to make a movie (like the whole Marvel and Sony rights thing)
also i will addressing the hermits as their real names (er well, when im addressing them as actors) so uh please welcome in mcfucking Charles and goddamn Oliver-
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"Do I really have to do this again?" Charles whined as two costume designers put on his faux parrot wings. He sneezed as a bit of the fake feathers brushed right against his nose.
EX sighed and facepalmed for about the 4th time that morning. "Yes Charles, you have to wear them, Grian still needs wings."
Charles groaned, shifting uncomfortably as the cold harness pressed against his skin. "But c'mon! Can't you just like, photoshop it in? You do it all the time with X-i-zooma's admin panel thingys!"
"Charles do you even understand how long it would take to edit in wings on every. Single. One of the frames you're in?" EX deadpanned to which Charles shrugged.
"I've edited stuff before, it wouldn't take that long-"
"CHARLES YOU'RE IN OVER HALF OF THE FUCKING FRAMES, IT WOULD TAKE 7 YEARS-"
The door creaked open to the studio and the two sneak in, their small flashlight on, and shut the door as quietly as they could. The instant it clicked closed, all the lights instantly shot on, revealing EX standing at a door on the other side of the room in a hoodie.
"Hey you two," he greeted, a wiry smile on his face. "It's fucking midnight, why're you here?"
Cub glanced down at Ryan, who nervously brushing back a piece of his messy brown hair. "I just uh, forgot my phone and I asked Ryan to give me a ride here."
EX raised an eyebrow curiously, crossing his arms. "Gave you a ride in your car?" he countered, smirking as their eyes grew wide with panic. "Yeah I can tell, Ryan's car is like 20x quieter."
"I got it fixed up...?" Cub said, awkwardly grinning.
"Uh huh." EX rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Whatever, do what you will as long as you don't fuck with me." The last word had a poisonous undertone, hinting at a threat, that left the pair shaken as he walked back into his small office.
"Oh also please don't break anything," he called from behind the door. "Lights are expensive ya know."
Ryan snickered. "Yup, sure thing!"
"So EX~" Warren said, sidling up next to the 5'4 director. "Is it true?"
"Damn you're being real specific," he replied sarcastically, not looking up from his phone. "Speak a little more why don't cha?"
"He means the whole 'new actors joining' gig," Viktor butted in, smirking as Warren pouted and crossed his arms. "Is it true?"
He looked up from his phone and narrowed his eyes. "Who the fuck'd you hear that?" he asked. "Because I've gotta go kill whoever it was."
"You're gonna kill me?!" Kris squeaked from behind the dressing room door.
"HELL YEAH I AM!" EX yelled, throwing his phone back on the desk and stomping towards him. "HOW THE FUCK'D YOU FIND OUT?!"
"Charles told me!" Kris exclaimed, cracking a smile and pointing towards the lounge.
EX groaned and held his head in his hands. "Of course it was fucking him, I shouldn't even be surprised at this point"
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Hermitcraft S7 Shenanigans
Fanfictionwelcome to the chaotic hole of hermitcraft season 7! shipping will be present here (not irl shipping, just the personas) and any other warnings such as angst will be put if need be <3