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Hello Internet!

This story is an experiment. Whereas in other fanfictions, setting and characters come from the game/movie/book, in this one, setting is from the game, and characters are from other users. On fanfiction.com, I held a contest for people to submit characters for me to write about. I got two to begin with.

Oh well. More will come. Enjoy.

The character "Adriana" comes from frostheart913

The Characters "Galaxy" and "Nikki" come from Galaxy Fangirl

"David" is my own invention.

 

Mandatory Disclaimer: All rights to Minecraft and all related mobs and characters are reserved to Mojang.  Rights to OCs are reserved to their respective owners.  I only own the story.


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ADRIANA


To many people, gardening is a pastime.  To some, it is a way of life.  To others, however, working with plants was a way to escape the tedious business of life.  The hard work, if you can call it work, simultaneously pleasures all the five senses.  Your ears hear the mushy heave of uprooting soil.  Your eyes see the large, plump watermelons and the fresh wheat.  Your nose smells not only the wonderful scents of fruit and vegetables, but also the dirt, the fertilizer, and your own sweat.  Your feet feel the gentle pressure of turned soil while your hands grip the hard wood of the hoe.  And finally, of course, when it's all over, your mouth tastes the delicious food that you have grown with your own hands.

'Gardening is a wonderful thing to do,' thought a certain girl, sitting cross-legged among a patch of carrots, uprooting a layer of vile weeds, 'it is a wonder why others do not enjoy it.'

She scanned the surrounding plants and plucked a ripe-looking carrot from the earth.  She ran it under her nose, relishing in its soft, earthy scent.  Grasping the dirty orange veggie in her hand, the girl stood up, brushed herself off, and skipped happily out of the garden.

'I wonder what others do to entertain themselves,' she thought as she entered her tiny wooden house and placed the carrot in a chest labeled 'foodstuffs'.  Removing a cooked steak, the girl ate it quickly, and then closed the chest.  Looking outside at the setting sun, she contemplated turning in after the long day out in the garden.  She shook her short red hair and ran a hand through it to remove a few flakes of dirt.

"Adriana!" A voice was heard from outside the house.  She knew immediately who it was.  Suddenly, her happy demeanor changed dramatically.

"What do you want, David!" she yelled irritably.

"Absolutely nothing," David called back, "I just wanted to see you."

Adriana stood up, walked to her door, and slammed it open.  There stood the boy.  He was tall, about six and a half feet, almost a foot taller than she was.

"Really?" She demanded sarcastically, "you walked forty chunks just to see me?  I doubt it."

"No, seriously-"

"Cut it out, David, I don't want to hear it."

"What's up with you?" David asked, "Are you feeling okay?  You're not normally like this."

"I was perfectly okay until you showed up!"

With that, Adriana slammed the door and stomped to the back of her house.

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