Mumbo heard someone knock on the door and he opened it, seeing a couple of his friends. Well, more like people he spoke to sometimes and they would have him join in on their antics

He preferred to stay in his home but they were very persistent in whatever they were doing and often made him tag along

Mumbo: “I’m not going out tonight, I’d like to stay in.”

Friends: “You say that every night, though. Come on, the night market’s open!”

Mumbo sighs. The night market was normally full of all different kinds of ghosts and ghouls and there was normally an array of items and food to try

Mumbo: “Alright, I guess we could go.”

They turned into bats and flew off

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They landed in front of the market and walked in. Mumbo looked around, mostly watching rather than chatting. His eyes then landed on a stand that had an assortment of potions and ingredients. He walked over, curious

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