The Hermitcraft Daycare AU

Chapter 11: A Tale Of The Pigs And Creeper

Let me be the first to question this...

What's with everyone confessing the fact that they either eliminated Jevin by melting him in water or made Jevin some slimy milkshake that can be cut into pieces or something?

I am curious, but concerned at the same time-

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--Keralis' POV--

A few days ago, my dear friend Cleo messaged me about purchasing a few stacks of books, children's books specifically, and I was happy to oblige.

But finding children's books proved to be a challenge. I didn't really have a lot of children's books to sell. After all, this is a server full of adults, the only books they need are either how to end people's misery with sharper blades or how to become Elsa and walk on water.

I mean... I'm sure the kids would like to be Elsa and have magic ice powers, right? I want magic ice powers too-

But anyways, after days of scavenging through my whole book collection, I finally found a good amount of books that could fill their curious little minds with so much knowledge. The search did cost me a real mess to clean up at Lookie Lookie at my bookie, stacks on stacks of dusty, old enchantment books towered all over my shop. But hey! It was definitely worth the 2 stacks of diamonds and the beautiful, little hermits.

I scooped up nearly half a dozen books and carried it to the closest shulker box. As I stuffed them inside my big purple purse, I took a quick glimpse of a figure approaching my humble shop. The smile on my face widened like my eyes as I sat on my shulker box and gave the figure a little wave.

"Well well well? If it isn't the goatfather himself. "

"Keralis," the creeper said calmly with his usual little smirk.

"Great to see your beautiful face Doc!"

Docm, the almighty goatfather, stops right in front of the other half a dozen books. He picks up the rest of the other 6 books and asks; "Like some help?"

"Always."

I gestured the hermit to a different shulker box. He opens the shulker and carefully stuffs them inside, gives them a little dusting for extra care before closing the lid. He gives a shaky breath as his shoulders tenses. He looks up at me with worried eyes. "So," Doc mutters, "Hypno and Cleo messaged me something about an emergency. But then they said it wasn't anything too serious, it was just urgent- like be specific here people! Is it an emergency or not!?"

I held back the urge to laugh, considering how Doc currently felt about this message. It seems that no one gave him the context of our current situation here on the server.

" Don't worry, it's nothing life threatening or anything. We just need your help," I explained. Doc's stiffened posture soon relaxed as the creeper finally remembered how to breathe air. "For goodness sake," he mutters.

"But I guess our situation is life threateningly cute-"

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"Mumbo, I want to have a turn on the seesaw!" a young Swedish voice whined.

"You'll put slime on it again!" the young redstoner whined. "This seesaw is for my best friends, like TFC," Mumbo stands proudly next to his little contraption.

"But I'm your best friend?"

"No."

Young Iskall quickly accepts defeat, and sulks back the other side of the room.