It was later in the day, and you sat in Karl's small kitchen as he cooked you food. You couldn't help but see how close he looked to Ryan, They looked exactly the same. Except where Ryan held pride and smugness, Karl held a soft boyish and kind look.
Karl handed you a plate of cooked eggs with toast. You suddenly realized how hungry you were. You had last eaten about 24 hours ago, right before you had met George.
Was George okay? His armor was probably enough to keep him safe.
You shoveled down the food but as you finished it you realized you had a question that you couldn't rid yourself of.
"Hey Karl," you said as you stood up to put the dish into the sink and turned it on, " Did the pink-haired man spawn those withers?"
Karl looked up from his book, "Yeah, I think his name is Technoblade."
Technoblade? That's -That's actually not a bad name. Why was he wearing a pig mask though?
"I'm sure that the withers didn't blow up that much land, did something happen before I came?"
"I think It'll be better if I told you the whole story."
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You could tell the story was from a biased standpoint, but you could tell that Karl was trying his best to put in all the bits of information in.
"My L'manburg, my great unfinished symphony, forever unfinished, if i can't have this no one can!"
You heard an echoing voice in your head and looked down. You then noticed that you were still wearing the dirty clothes from yesterday. Even from when you were younger, you always made sure that your clothes were neat and clean. You were wearing a blood-stained and sweaty shirt under a half zipped up dark coat. Your pants had a huge tear in them near the knee and you must've stank like a pig.
"Um, do you have anything that I can wear while I get a new pair of clothes?" You asked. Karl nodded and disappeared into his room before emerging with a hoodie and a small pair of sweatpants. As you took the hoodie you realized how large it was and how strangely small the sweatpants were for Karl, but you shrugged it off.
They must've shrunk or something.
You went into the bathroom and took a shower before changing into the clothes. You took your old clothes and were about to walk out the door. Karl grabbed the back of your hoodie and pulled you back in.
Suddenly your face was close to his chest and he was awkwardly hugging you in a way. You weren't complaining though. He smelt of spring breezes and warm and sunny days playing in grassy fields. Then you realized he wasn't hugging you as you looked outside.
He was stopping you from walking off the house. It was high in the air with a set of ladders off to the side.
Oh Notch, How many times have I embarrassed myself already?
"Thanks." You waved at him and climbed down the ladders hurriedly, trying to run from the embarrassment. (My coping mechanisms be like: )
At the bottom, there was a wooden slab path that ran across from you like a road. Along it were other builds. Some were beautiful and fully built and others were... questionable?
You saw Quackity walking down the road and you waved at him. "Hey! (Y/N) how are you feeling?" his sudden upbeatness brought a smile to your face. "I'm doing better, thanks for asking though." you said. He passed you while looking at you quizzically before speaking up.
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Dancing Through Time (KARL X READER!)
Fanfiction"Do you need anything?" you asked as you directed him towards the couch. "... You?" he said. You turned just before a red flush covered your face. -------------------------- 'He stared into my eyes and grinned, and despite my best attempts I felt...