Free The End

18 [Diamonds!]

A6d trudged behind Skephalo.

At least they're happy. 'Besties.'
Fuck if I know how to make friends around that long.

They had left the old house behind, taking all but one bed and most of their stuff.

They crossed the small field and the river, which was a weird experience since they all dried completely sixty seconds after coming out of the water. Breathing wasn't a requirement in Minecraft, unless you went underwater and suddenly realised you have 15 seconds before you start dying. Which is fun. I could hold my real breath a lot longer than 15 seconds. Fucking Minecraft.

Now sand slid under their feet as they entered the desert biome. It was sparse; just spaced out cactus with dry saplings, and the occasional bunny hopping away.

It was hot. A6d was very aware of the temperature, and his mouth was dry. He was thirsty, which was odd because he hadn't had the urge to drink anything before. Now he wished they had a bucket of water or something he could drink from, but nah, they were poor as dirt.

The only sound was wind over sand and three pairs of feet kicking sand around as they wallowed through it.
They weren't going in a particular direction, so there's no telling how long they could wander around before finding anything. That only made it longer and more tiring.

But apparently luck was on their side: as they crested a dune A6d happened to glance to his left and make out a temple in the distance. He quickly alerted the two oblivious dunderheads and they changed directions.
Bad started singing happily, which sometimes annoyed A6d, but this time served to lift his spirits a little since he was already miserable.

"Going to a teeeeeemple, gonna find stuffffff..
Walking through the deserrrrrrrrt...
Skeppy's in a huffffffffff."

A6d chuckled at the improv.
Skeppy started his own song.

"Bad is singing and I'm tiiiiiiiiireeeeeeed..
Ooooo yeah I'm annoyed at Baaaaaaaaad..
Very sandy, getting real maaaaaaaad..
Someone at Minecraft is getting fiiiiiiiiiired."

Skeppy's singing was a little less pleasant to the ears than Bad's, but it was entertaining.
Bad started his reply.
I guess this is a duet now? Or a singing competition? Both?

"Ooooooo Geppy is a fiesta muffin..
Desert- survival, we're.. toughinnnnnn'
Geppy's mad at me, I don't know whyyyyyyy
Maybe he just wantssssss a slice of piiiiiiiiiie!"

"Stop talking about foooooooood,
Oooooo
I wanna go homeeeeeeeeee
Ooooo
And I miss my phooooooooone.
Baaaaaad
You're so not a moooooooood."

Wow they really cannot carry a rhythm can they?

"OOOOOO GEPPY!
Don't be mean to meeeeeee
Pleeeeeeeeease
I'm.. also tired." He stopped singing.

"BadBoyHalooooooooo," A6d started singing quietly. Bad turned around to grin at him.

He continued,
"Ooooooo Bad
Bad, it's not that bad.
Skeppy, don't be mad.
We're almost to the templeeeee
Maybe we'll get good loot.."
Ah fuck what rhymes with this?

He changed tactics.
"Heatwaves been faking me oooooout-"

Bad laughed and jumped in the next line, "Can't make you happier nooooooow!"

A6d and Bad sang together, he caught up to them a little bit.
"Sometimes all I think about is youuuuuu
Late nights in the middle of juuuuuuune."

Skeppy joined them, "Heatwaves been faking me ooooout
Can't make you happier noooooooooow."