Disconnected (SockSMP AU)

Vampire

Bring! Bring!

Nadwe turned over and shut off his phone. It wasn't even bright out, why did his stupid alarm wake him up?

Oh right! He was planning on meeting Muffin! fourteen-year-old gang for life, er, a year! He snuck out of the main hall, grateful for the fact he didn't decide to sleep in the cabin and left the base. He walked through over to the forest base. He arrived there before Muffin. He was a bit early yet, it was only 2:45, he could wait. He tapped his foot against the ground.

It was 3:00. Muffin still wasn't here, and he was ten minutes late.

3:05. What was taking him so long?

3:10. Fine, if Muffin wasn't going to be here, he would have to do it himself. The fourteen-year-old gang can wait.

He walked over to the house that used to be his and opened the door. It creaked loudly as he took a step inside. He walked over to a chest, that Muffin filled up with nick-nacks that might be needed. A couple Laff loafs, some various raw meats (that he wasn't in the mood of identifying), a bucket of milk, and a vile of blood (Nadwe didn't really want to know where it came from). He put all of the things in his inventory, even the Laff loafs, despite how gross they were. He stepped onto the elevator, which took him down to his basement.

Locked in a obsidian cage, was a vampire. Despite not being here, Muffin really did pull through. Thousands of thoughts were going through Nadwe's head, some yelling at him to stop, that this was a bad idea. The others reminding him this is what he wanted, he wanted to be stronger, he wanted to not just be known as "the fourteen-year-old who simps for some one's and zero's". He wanted to take revenge.

Deep breaths, Nadwe. Deep breaths.

This is what he wanted. He wanted to be powerful. Who cares if he had to do something that would get him in trouble? It'll all be worth it in the end. It would have to be.

He walked over to the vampire and raised his neck.

...It didn't hurt. He felt his blood trickling and it didn't hurt. He would have to kill the vampire later.

He probably should leave before Meme found out, or it turned to day. He would have to be cautious about that now. He took a few steps and stumbled. He felt like he had a nauseous effect put on him. He stumbled down to his feet. He probably should take a rest, thats why he did this early morning, he was planning for Muffin to wake him up if he fell asleep. Nadwe's head hit the ground and he fell asleep.

"Where do you say he was? WHERE?" Meme yelled. Nadwe started to blink his eyes open. He felt so lightheaded.

"I saw him come in here! I didn't think it was a big of a deal, until he didn't come out," Oof said. Nadwe heard 4 sets of feet walking around.

"You better not be lying," Meme growled.

"I'm not! I just woke up fifteen minutes before and couldn't fall back asleep, relax Meme!" Oof said. Meme growled as he ran around, Nadwe could tell it was Meme, his footsteps were always muffled by the fluffy cookie monster suit he always wore. Meme stomped on the elevator, going up first, then back down to the main floor.

"Does Nadwe have a basement?" Oof asked.

"I think, he never let anyone go down there," Meme said. Meme stomped on the elevator once again.

"NADWE!" Meme yelled. Meme ran over to his son.

"I was SO worried about you! We couldn't find you anywhere!" Meme yelled. Oof and Wictoria followed him down.