AN: SOME EXPLAINING IS NEEDED. Seeing as we don't have much back story I made up some. First Fumblemore is older but they are twins. I didn't know how old Knight Peculier was when he started to go by Knight/Old Peculier or when he and Fumblemore started to become friends. SO i put them at a reasonable like 19-26. Okay so this is my take on how everything finally boiled over and the two brothers stopped fighting! OH and I am Ask-Fumblemore on tumblr! Jelly? You should be! And at the moment I am one post to having 30 and three followers to having 100! So please go at least check out my page and the rest of the Yogscast/Minecraft ask accounts they are all very nice and funny! That is all!

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"What did you do to your hair, man?" Swampy said from behind his brother Fumblemore. Fumblemore sighed and dropped the potions book back down onto his workbench.

"You know when my door is closed that means I am in the middle in something yet you still seem to think it is okay to come in, without knocking, and disturb me. And what is possibly wrong with my hair?" Fumblemore replied in a bored tone.

"Man, you so cut it dude," he said gesturing to said cut black hair.

"So? I can cut my hair when I want to I'm not a baby," the older twin said in an angrier tone then before.

"Why! Man, it looked fine before man!"

"Yes! Up in till the point where I blow something up and it becomes a mess!" he said turning back to his book.

"But maaaan! That's no reason to cut it. Now it looks like you always just blew something up maaan!"

"That's the point! Now I don't have to waste my time fixing it threw out the day!"

"Duuude that makes no sense man!"

"Get out of my tower Swampy!"

"Why should I man. You don't own this land!"

"Swampy get out before I go touch all your stupid trees!"

"Stay away from them man! Don't ruin the land maaan!"

"Then get out of my tower!"

"No man! Notch, what is your problem man!"

"You! You're my problem! I can't stand you and your stupid... face okay!"

"Man low blow man. Why do you hate me so much! We're brothers! We're family man."

"Maybe I don't want to be your brother! Or your stupid brother! I don't want anything to do with you!"

"Well... Fine man! I guess I'll just leave then! I always hated this city anyway man! Ruining the land man!" Swampy said his eyes filled with hurt. He gave his older twin one more look before walking out the door. He was leaving with the thought of never coming back and never seeing his twin again.

Fumblemore looked at the closed door unsure what to feel. He turned to his book closing it and floating it over to the book shelf putting it away. He sighed letting his head fall forward as he just stood there and thought. Is this what he wanted to happen? Even if it wasn't there was no turning back now.

His head popped up when he heard the door open. Before he could stop himself he blurted out, "I am so sorry I take it back!" But when the person walked in it wasn't Swampy. It was Verigan.

"What are you sorry about friend?" Verigan asked with a worried face.

"Oh n-nothing. I merely thought you were someone else.." he said looking down at the floor boards.

"Who was that you thought I was?" Verigan said walking towards him.

"No one important. Don't worry friend! What brings you here today?" he said putting on a slight smile he only wore with his friends.

"Well I need help with..." Fumblemore looked out into the near by forest as his friend told him what he needed. Near the back he could have sworn he saw a green clothed man riding a pig into the depths of the forest.