Pawprints: Origins

1- An intresting morning

I woke up to the bright sun shining into my room. I stumbled out of bed and started my usual morning routine.

Get dressed

Brush teeth

Brush and style hair

And then eat breakfast

Once I finished eating, I pulled on my boots and took my sword, sheathing it on my hip before walking out.

I lived just barely inside the Dream SMP. I walked to the wooden path just outside my door.

My sight was suddenly filled with black and red as a familiar face came into view.

"Hello, my little muffin head!" Bad's voice was soft and joyful, a stark contrast to his appearance. He stood a few feet taller than me as his pointed tail swung back and forth with excitement. He wore his usual black and red cloak with the hood pulled over his head which two horns peaked out of. His face could not be seen under the hood(if he even had one). The only thing that showed was his two solid white glowing eyes.

"Good morning, Bad."

"So, how have you been? I haven't seen you around recently?" Bad questions while ruffling my hair and ears.

"I've been good," I said, fixing my hair, "I've just been hanging at my place and the surrounding woods."

"Well, you need to get out more," bad huffed "it's not healthy to stay stuck up in your house."

Bad was like a father to me. He would watch out for me, bring me food and supplies when I needed them, he even let me stay with him when I first got here.

I got to know him well, I met his friend Skeppy (although I think there's something else going on there), I met his dog, which he called Rat, and he showed me around the SMP lands when I got here.

"(Y/N) why don't we get out today?" Bad suggested, "I could introduce you to my son and his friends; they're your age!"

"I think I'm fine, but getting out would be nice."

"Then let's go walk around," Bad had a giant smile on his face as he spoke.

The SMP had just had an enormous fight over a few disks. The war had actually brought a new person to town.

Although the fighting was over, there were still some grudges to be held, but other than that, the town was peaceful.

Bad, and I walked into the town. We saw Wilbur and Tommy talking in front of the dirt shack passing by Tommy's house.

"Hey!" Wilbur shouted at the two of us, "(Y/N) and Bad, correct?"

"Yes, that's us," Bad stated, "what do you need?" Tommy was now behind the other tall male.

"I was wondering if you all had any brewing stands or materials to make them?"

"I mean, I have one in my house. Do you need to borrow it?" I asked him, a bit curious as to his question.

"No no," he waved his hands in front of him, "they are being-" he paused for a second to think about his words, "recalled! Recall, yes, they're dangerous."

"What?" Bad questioned him.

"Dangerous, yep, very dangerous," Tommy joined in, "we're going around and collecting all of them."

"Ok?" I said, suspicious of their plans, "I'll go grab mine."

"Are you sure about that (Y/N)?" Bad asked me quietly as I turned around to head back to my place.

"Sure, I mean, I don't even use it that much, so I don't need it," I told him while walking in my house and coming out with the stand-in my hands. I made my way back to where Wilbur and Tommy stood, handing them the brewing stand. Tommy took it and ran back into his house, then returned empty-handed.

"Thank you so much for your cooperation (Y/N)," Wilbur said before he turned around and left, going down a ladder into the valley beside Tommy's house, Tommy following closely behind.

"Well, that was weird," Bad stated bluntly.

"Ya, I've just decided to accept what happens; Wilbur has been like that ever since he showed up," I laughed a little before continuing down the path.

"So, what are we going to do?" Bad questions are catching up to me quickly.

"Well, I could use some more neatherite to upgrade my armor, so I think I'll go mining in the nether."

"You know my son could help you with that!" Bad said excitedly.

"What's with you and wanting me to meet him," I laughed a bit. He was always pretty obsessed with getting me to meet his son.

"I just think you two could be good friends."

"He's one of the original three, right?" I asked him.

"Ya!" Bad seemed excited that I started questioning him.

"Then I don't think I'd like to meet him," I laughed a little as Bad deflated, "I'm not a big fan of those who are seen as high and mighty."

"I don't think he is too bad," Bad responded, trying to keep my interest.

"Well, maybe I'll try and talk with him if I see him," I returned as Bad lit up with excitement.

"You two would get along so well," Bad said with a large smile, "Well, If you need to go mining for netherite, I can go with you!"

"Ok," I laughed a little at Bad's excitement, "let me go get everything, and I'll meet you at the community portal."

I ran to my house and pulled on my armor. Digging through chests, I filled a bag with several things, mainly TNT and pickaxes. I picked up the bag and made my way to the large community portal.

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AN: 

HEY I hope you liked this I've had this written for several months now and have been a little worried about posting it since its not my normal stuff and its not going along with the timeline but as we get to the Egg lore it is sort of necessary to know about the relationship between Bad and (Y/N) so I figured why not just go for it. 

I'll be uploading here as I write for this plot line so don't expect to frequent of updates or a lot of content but thank you so much for reading!