The wandering golem.

Chapter 3

Our sleeping traveler was awoken by the sound of their doorbell, being rung multiple times.

Still half-asleep and now in a bad mood, they made their way to the door. Still in their black hoodie covered in dust and partially burned due to Blazes from yesterday. With their (somehow) clean mask nearly falling off, they opened the door.

On the other side, stood a small adult man wearing a nice suit with a blue tie, fancy shoes and a dark blue beenie with the word 'LAFD' on it.

- "Who are you and why did you wake me up ?", Dawn asked rubbing their eye and fixing their mask.

The man looked extremely confused at their attire but answered anyway.

- " um...Name's Quackity, I came here to ask if you would be interested in voting for my party SWAG2020. By the way, Who are you ? I've never seen you before".

It took a minute or two for the information to be processed by Dawn's tired brain.

- " Okay ! So, first of all, I'm Dawn. Secondly, where did you come from ? And third of all, Party ? Vote ? I am so confused". They said looking down at the man.

Now the guy just looked at them like they were a moron.

- " Are you new or something ? I'm from the Dream SMP and there's the presidential elections of L'Manburg in which I'm running, With my party SWAG2020  !" he said.

That just made the poor female more confused.

- " I have no clue as to what half of those words meant. But yes. I am new arond here, in fact you're the first human being I've seen this past week. " she said in a way that seemed like she was just reassuring herself.

The well-dressed man made an 'oh' sound before explaining.

So, apparently the current president Willbur Soot, decided to have an election so he could affirm his place as president of the land he fought for L'Manburg. Quackity, mad that he wasn't accepted in the country because he wasn't from Europe decided to run against them in the upcoming elections.

He also mentioned two other political parties, a guy named Schlatt and a kid named Tommy.

Now, its important to know that in the french village where Dawn grew up, politics were never a subject that mattered. Her family would either not vote or  vote for the same person as their friends that actually cared about it.

So to put it simply:

Dawn didn't give a shit about politics. In fact she never liked people of higher standing. Those wearing fancy suits, fake smiles and breaking their promises.

Did she hate them ? Yes.

Did she do anything about it ? Nope.

Does that make her an anarchist ? Probably ! who knows !?

As she was about to tell him that, she heard faint footsteps coming from the forest towards them.

The footsteps either belonged to two people walking simultaneously or to a four legged creature.

It couldn't be zombies or skeletons or spiders ( giant spider with eight legs and multiple red eyes that is peacefull during the day, unless provoked but hostile during the night. it can climb any surface in order to get to it's prey) since, not only was the sun shining but Dawn couldn't hear any zombie growl, bone ratling, or the crawling noise made by spiders.

It couldn't be animals since they appear as groups and make more noise.

So it was either a creeper (a green mob with four small legs that explodes when close to their target) or two people.

As the footsteps grew closer she could hear...Human voices !

The first voice sounded calm and low-pitched while the other, was more high-pitched and fast.

Two figures appeared out of the dense forest, both of them being men but wearing...

A revolutionary outfit ?