♡ AweSamPonk Oneshots [book 2] ♡

Multidimensional-Extraterrestrial [part 1]

Warnings: Species differences (behavior wise), fluff?, angst?, language, possibly a little fast paced?

Requested by SpiritbyPonk <3

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It had been nearly a year now, countless months had flown by, but Ponk finally did it. The doctor had finally created a fully functional portal to another dimension besides the Nether or End.

The medial aura of the portal swirled in depths of many shades of green, giving off small gunpowder like particles. It made Ponk a little nervous of what he may find on the other side, but he geared up for the adventure nonetheless.

Once Ponk stepped through the portal, he was hit with a splitting headache for a few moments, causing him to close his eyes tightly, blocking out the flashing lights around him.

When he opened his eyes after the headache passed, he noticed he was no longer in the Overworld, but was somewhere quite similar.

The landscape was lush, many shrubs, grasses, and wildflowers filled in the grasslands before him. The plant life was much more dense here than in the Overworld, though there were fewer trees in the area he arrived in. It didn't take him long to spot a few far off jungle like forests on the horizon, confirming his newfound assumptions that treed areas would be more plentiful here.

As Ponk was about to start making a map and choose a direction to go, he heard a familiar hissing noise, causing him to jump into action and sprint away from the source.

Once the explosion sounded behind him, Ponk turned to see a small crater left by the ever-familiar creeper that also inhabited the Overworld.

"That was close..." he mumbled to himself before going back to his map.

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After a few hours of walking, Ponk was completely and utterly frustrated over the amount of creepers he had run into. It seemed as if at every turn another one was there to take the place of the one previously escaped. It also didn't help that the landscape was a similar shade of green to the creeper's pelt color, as it gave them the upper hand of camouflage.

Ponk was now walking through a small, rocky valley, relieved to have left the grasslands and camo creepers behind.

Just as he was about to approach a cave, Ponk heard that ever-familiar hissing sound, causing him to nearly jump out of his skin.

The platinum blonde whipped around, bashing the creeper backwards with his shield, his eyes widening at the sight of the creature.

This was no normal creeper, it had stone like colored skin, allowing it to blend in near perfectly with the rocks around it.

"What the fuck?!" Ponk spat, swiftly putting an end to the odd looking creeper.

It dropped nothing but a measly little pile of gunpowder and some stone. Nothing too special.

"Alright, now I know there are others... this must be some sort of... creeper dimension...?" Ponk mumbled as he took his journal out, scribbling things down as he talked to himself.

"...Capable of blending in with surroundings, evidence of evolution within the creeper or just an unusual mutation?" He tapped his chin with his quill, leaning against the rock wall next to him, "What would I even call this place...? Land of Explosives...? The Creeper-ening...?" He chuckled slightly at the latter idea, thinking how stupid it would sound, "Maybe something like... The... Creep... age...? The Creepage...? Whatever, it works for now."

After putting away his journal and quill, Ponk continued to explore the world before him.

All throughout the rest of the seemingly neverending day, Ponk had to avoid, dodge, hide from, kill, and even outsmart various other types of creepers, which were the only other living thing he saw besides himself.

It was dusk when Ponk found a nice mossy cave to shelter in for the night. He blockaded the entrance, double checked there were no creepers in there with him, and then set up his sleeping quarters.

"Man, today has been a day..." he mumbled, stretching his arms before getting into the bed and closing his eyes. Little did he know that throughout the day he had just called attention to his presence more than anything by just exploring.

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The next morning, Ponk got up groggily, shaking his head about before yawning and stretching. He was just about to prepare breakfast for himself when the blockade at the entrance of the cave exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.

"What the-?!" Ponk was cut off by the teeth of a trident embedding themself into his hoodie sleeve, dragging him backwards and pinning him to the mossy cave wall.

Before he could even begin to register what was going on, two well armored creeper like creatures with elongated, canine-like, faces surrounded him, removing the trident and subduing him as if they were police officers.

One of the creepers spoke, surprisingly using english well enough, though with a large vocabulary,

"You have committed crimes against the king and his court by gallivanting around and killing many citizens and allies to the throne. You are hereby detained and have an audience with the king. He will decide your fate."

The words that were spoken by the creature just confused Ponk even more,

'King? Citizens? Throne? What kind of hierarchical structure is this, there haven't been kings in ages... but maybe this dimension is far behind in their hierarchical evolution...'

Many other thoughts crossed Ponk's mind as he was lead by the two creepers for miles on end. One of which being how they had found his Location so quickly, had he really left behind a trail that easy to follow?