I had Mumbo clear away the trap, and everyone had a good laugh. After sharing a meal together, everyone went to their respective bases, to prepare for tomorrow.
"Ah, I can't wait", I sigh contentedly, "A long, hard, woodland mansion exploration is just what I need." I glance about the room, "Now where's my netherite armor?"
After looking around a bit in my messy chest monster of a storage system, I decide to check my closet.
"It's probably in here." I assure myself, "I haven't gotten mending yet, so I hardly use them. Netherite is very expensive."
Searching the closet for a while, I find my armor, place it on my armor stand, and go to bed.
I'm pretty sure I locked my closet.
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A few hours later, a soft, British voice, starts singing quietly from inside the closet.
"Let's build a house, a lovely rustic house, we'll gather up some wood, and then we'll build the house.
Let's build a house, a lovely rustic house, we'll gather up some stone, and then we'll build the house.
Let's build a house, a lovely rustic house, we'll gather up some logs, and then we'll build the house.
Let's build a house, a lovely rustic house, we'll gather up our friends to build a rustic house."
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When I awoke the next morning, I found my closet door wide open. I searched around, making sure none of my armor was gone, and checking for traps. Nothing was missing, and nothing was trapped.
"I-I could swear there's something missing, but I can't seem to put my finger on it. Oh, well. It mustn't be that important."
As I don my armor, Scar and Mumbo walk into my room.
"Ready to go Grian?" Scar asked cheerfully.
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Alright! Let's head ou-"
"Wait, did either of you go into my closet last night?"
"Wha-no. Why would we go into your closet?" Mumbo answers.
"Yeah, you're always telling us we're not allowed in your closet." Scar adds.
"Hmm, that's.... odd. Oh well, it's not important." I sigh.
As they head out, I take one last glance at my closet, wondering why I couldn't remember what was missing.
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