Mighty's Book of Oneshots 4

Stuck

Author's Note: This part took a bit longer to write than the others. What's funny is that this part is only one POV, but its still slightly longer than the others. I've still got one more part to this little HCBBS story before I focus on one of the big ones.

 In all honestly, out of all these stories, this is probably the most tame. 

 Enjoy!

 :)

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 Beef's POV:

 (A week after Alone)

 I flew around my new tree base with a sigh. I want to do so much to this gigantic, epic tree, but I just didn't know where to start. 

 After zipping around the tree a good two, no three, times, I let out an exasperated sigh and decided that I had enough flying for one day. 

 Gently, I landed on one of the branches and plopped down until my legs were hanging off the side. I pulled out my communicator and looked through the different conversations that were going on. 

 Most of them were about medical checks on both Scar and Joe. Apparently, while the rest of us were getting use to our new bases, those two were either incredibly sick or nearly eaten alive by husks. 

 I shuddered slightly as my tail thrashed. I remember running into some husks back at village I was maintaining. With another twitch of my tail, I continued to read through Xisuma's update. Joe's smaller scratches were all healed up, but he was still bedridden. Also, the hermit's glasses were still nowhere to be found, and his arm was pretty much busted. 

 I hope he'll be able to use it again. He technically needs both hands in order to write poetry; one hand to hold the pencil, and the other hand to hold the parchment. Luckily, we all heal much better in the game than in Other World.

 With a sigh, I pulled up the blueprints and deed to the Omegatree and looked at all the little details. Underground mineshafts, desert sidebase, honey dripping down the side of the tree, diamond pile.... I tilted my head as my ear twitched. 

 I shifted my weight slightly as I narrowed my eyes. Diamond pile? 

 Would that technically belong to me now? I mean, Iskall did do all the work to gather these diamonds and form them into blocks, but they are on my land now.

 Also speaking of my land, well, what once was my land, Iskall owns the cloning machine now. The very machine that formed Helsknight. 

 I shuddered slightly and firmly gripped the branch with my hand. What if Iskall finds it? What if Iskall uses it??

 " I need to seal it up more before he gets to it." I mumbled as I tried to get up but felt a large crack below me. I froze up and glanced down at the now splintered branch. 

 Great. 

 Maybe if I don't move an in-

 SNAP!

 TOO LATE!

 I yelped and flailed in the air. My elytra was low on durability, and I don't even have a water bucket or slime block to help break my fall. 

 What can I do? I can't just fall to the ground and pray that I either die and respawn or get horribly mangled!

 I looked at my surroundings and spotted just what I needed.

 The honey blocks! The honey blocks that I read about! I was on the right side of the tree!

 I looked at the durability of my elytra again and quickly equipped a rocket. Now, I need to make this rocket count. My elytra won't be able to handle a second attempt.