When the game becomes reality (OLD WORK)

Chapter 21

The late morning had been spent harvesting the fields and sorting through the storage. They wanted to check if any food was going bad or if the harvest wasn't enough to support all of them. Phil helped bundling up the harvested wheat, keeping light conversation with Puffy while also keeping an eye on a very energetic Tommy, who was trying to start a water fight with half asleep George.

The older wasn't having any of it, taking an entire bucket filled with water and whirled it towards Tommy. With a shriek the youngest tried to dodge the wave of water, but ended up entirely soaked anyways, immediately starting to cuss out George for it. Puffy and Phil just looked at each other and shrugged, letting the chaos unfold as the two began to chase each other around.

"How did you manage to deal with them before? Seems very stressful if they are always like that." Phil shrugged, putting another bundle of wheat into the chest. "Tommy was stuck watching me and George was injured. Now they have a lot of bottled up energy to get out." "Ah. That explains why the place is still in one piece."

Phil laughed, leaning against the fence around the field. "Oh no. We usually stop them, but I can't really be bothered right now. Let them have their fun." Puffy shook her head, watching as Bad desperately tried to get out of the crossfire with his chest full of sand and gravel. "First class parenting right there." "Of course. I'm only raising the best water fight warriors."

They allowed the two to continue their fight, simply because they were almost done with the harvest anyways. At least the 'kids' will tire themselves out and go to sleep early tonight. That was, until heavy clouds had begun to cover the sun and a faint rumbling made everyone stop and look at the sky. A few moments later, the first raindrops started to fall.

At first they all just stared at the sky, watching the rain fall around them, as if it was the strangest thing they have ever seen. Which is kind of true, considering this is the very first time it rained since Philza entered this world. Honestly, they may as well have forgotten that rain even exists in this world.

Then, as it began to really pour down, everyone scrambled into the houses.

George and Bad fled into their house, with George being forced to borrow Bad's way too big jacket as he hung up his soaked shirt and pants to dry. Tommy was forced to do the same, curling himself up in his blanket while his clothes dried. Puffy half laughed, half scolded him for getting so soaked in the first place, being met with protests of "George started it!" every time she said something.

Phil remained in the open doorway, watching the rain pour down and form puddles on the ground, his wings twitching and his few feathers ruffling. The cool breeze and raindrops managing to hit his skin felt nice, since it has been a very warm few days. Might as well enjoy it.

"Our horse trio will be very happy about this weather." Puffy joined him and leaned against the other side of the doorframe, watching the rain. "Yeah... we should be prepared to take over their work if they get sick from this." The other only hummed, the quiet sound of rain hitting the roof and the ground the only noise they hear for a few moments.

"Do you think they can actually get a horse?" "I think they can. Animals have been behaving pretty weirdly, so it wouldn't surprise me if catching a horse is really easy now. But I am worried about them being out in this weather. The rumbling could mean a thunderstorm is coming and mobs can spawn during those."

Before Puffy could respond, a loud caw caught Phil's attention. Brian came speeding over the wall of their base, flying right into Phil's arms to hide from the rain. Phil cooed and cradled his bird companion, hiding him in the soft fabric of his kimono while the bird started to ruffle and shake his wings. Shortly after that the iron door flew open to reveal the three very soaked people hurrying towards their homes.