//This chapter seems so weird... but I needed filler so, sorry xD
Techno, Phil and Tommy had just began eating breakfast, with Tommy still rambling about all the different hybrid headcanons he knows about, when the door to their home flew open and revealed George and Dream. "Guys you won't believe this! Sapnap has- whoa what happened to Phil?" Said blonde waved at them from his spot on the bed, an apple in his mouth and his wounded back exposed to allow the wings to grow without hindrance.
"Oh he's just growing wings, don't worry about it. What were you saying?" "He what?!" Phil began to laugh, the shocked faces far too entertaining to take the situation seriously. He regretted it immediately and groaned as he felt sharp pain shoot up his spine. "Only thing that sucks is *wince* that it hurts so much to grow them." "Hold on. Repeat that for a second, you're growing wings?!" "I think I am. We aren't sure about it, but it would match the wounds and pattern..."
The two, now joined by Sapnap, looked both confused and shocked by it. Who wouldn't be, when someone you know just suddenly starts growing new limbs? Techno cleared his throat to grab their attention. "I have a theory about it actually. The longer someone is here in this world, the more they become their Minecraft persona. Phil has been here for almost a month or more, so he's kind of evolving into 'Philza Minecraft' now. If that is true, then I will probably start to grow hybrid stuff too and you guys as well, if you have anything character specific."
"I... I don't know if I like that or not." Dream nodded in agreement while eyeing Phil's back. "Seems very painful." "I think that's just the nature of growing new things... if you just change hair color or get sharper teeth or some shit it won't be as bad." "I honestly don't know how you are still so cheerful with so much pain." Phil grinned and bit off a new piece of his apple. "Just can tolerate more pain now I guess."
"Now back to the topic. You were about to tell us something we won't believe?" "Right! Sapnap had a great idea on how we can get out of here! Why don't we just try to beat the game? We've done it so many times, we know how it works! It could be the easiest way home!" The room became eerily quiet. "It can't be that easy... right? Just defeating the dragon and the leave?" Tommy looked in between everyone, while Techno just looked over at Phil, trying to see whether or not he agrees with it as well. The blonde had a grim expression on his face as he stared at the half eaten apple in his hands.
"No... there has to be another way." All eyes were on him now, he knew that. "Another way? Like what? The only way to beat Minecraft officially is the dragon fight." "Trying to beat the game that way is suicide, we can't risk it." "But..." "But what? We can barely handle Creepers and Skeletons. You think we could take on a dragon? Or even the Nether, with lava seas and Ghasts everywhere? We can't beat the game like we would usually do, it's too dangerous." Before anyone could stop him, Sapnap slammed his hands on the frame of the bed and leaned down, glaring.
"And what do you suggest we do huh 'Minecraft expert'? Spend the rest of our life here surviving like you in your precious hardcore worlds and never see home again?! I thought especially you would want to go home and be with your wife!" Phil didn't flinch, he just looked tired. Brian shrieked and landed in front of Phil, wings flared out protectively, but Sapnap barely acknowledges the bird as he stared at Phil. "I don't want to lose anyone on the way there." "I'd rather die trying to get home than barricade myself in here and hide like a coward. Unlike you, going home is more important to me than collecting a bunch of stuff and build a stupid fortress!"
Suddenly he was grabbed by the back of his shirt and ripped away from the bed, just to stare in furious red eyes. "Get the fuck away from him." He stumbled back and fell on his ass, staring up at Techno who had placed himself between him and Phil. "Have you lost your mind? Threatening someone who can't defend himself? If you want to die so badly, you can take armor and weapons and go on your little suicide mission, but don't start to pull others into your shit."
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