𝙕𝙤𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑
"Was it stupid to yell at him for that?" I asked Pigman. "No. I don't trust him either." He replied. "I'm sorry.. now he's mad at both of us because of my stupid remark.." "Hey don't say that, I chose to be on your side. After all, he's a Wither Skeleton. We were told to be careful near those mobs." I smile a bit. "Yeah, I guess your right. What happens if he really is an enemy? What if he hurts Skel!" I let panic slip into my tone a bit. I was worried that Wither might hurt my best friend. No matter how many arguments I have with that guy, I would never let anyone lay a hand on him. "We won't let that happen. Herobrine or one of the other teachers will get him first." Pigman said, after a quiet 5 minutes. He squeezed my hand, and I smiled at him. He may be a doofus to others, but to me, he's a good friend.
Checking the time, I got up and went to class. Pigman followed me. Maybe I could work things out with Skel. After all, he wouldn't stay mad forever. My homework wasn't complete, I had trouble doing it. Not just me, all of us did. When I say all of us, I mean me, Pigman, Ender, Creeper, and Slime. I don't know about the other two, I mean three. Herobrine teleported all the papers to his desk, and started grading them. He teleported a sheet of paper on each of our desks. I read the instructions, and immediately I knew I was going to fail the test. I was horrible at calculus, and that was what we were doing. Algebra- that's ok.. Geometry is easy for me, it's just a bunch of shapes right? I think so. Somehow I failed it. There were other math things but I didn't know them. I would much rather do anything other calculus. Ok, never mind. I do not want to do the history of Monster School or anything history related. That is my worst nightmare. I am so glad we haven't done that yet.
Some time has passed, my guess is an hour, and Herobrine teleports the sheets to his desk to grade them. He gives us a few minutes to cool down. I ended up doodling on the back of the paper. Herobrine turns what I can guess is my sheet and glances at me. I shrug. He sighs, and continues grading the papers. I overhear Enderman and Creeper talking in hushed tones. I wasn't able to capture the entire conversation, but I was able to hear a few words. They didn't make sense though.
"No no, he will think we are [inaudible] him," Enderman muttered to Creeper. "But we are!" He whispered back. I was very confused. Who is this and what did Enderman and Creeper have to do with him? I tried to hear more of their conversation, but Herobrine interrupted me. "Your break time is over, return to your seats, now." He had that 'Don't test me' tone. I figured they would talk about it later, when there were no disruptions. "Today, we are starting another history unit." Herobrine announced. There were groans and complaints. "Alright, alright, I get it, you don't want to do history. But we aren't doing any ordinary history. We are doing the history of Monster School!" More groans.
Another hour passed, and I was bored. Four more hours of school remained. That meant four more subjects. Our schedule was math, history, science, battle training, language, and free period, at least, for my class. Since Herobrine didn't really like teaching at the last period, he would make that our free period. If I could eavesdrop on Enderman and Creeper, then I could figure out what they were talking about. I really wanted to know.
𝙋𝙞𝙜𝙢𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑
Math was confusing. History was boring. Science was annoying. Battle Training was scary. Language was useless. And free period was the best. My first priority? Find Zombie. Never mind I couldn't find him. Second priority? Find Skeleton and try to work out the whole Wither situation. And where was he? Talking to Wither, of course! Who would of guessed? I was not able to be 4 feet near that guy. I mean, he's a Wither Skeleton! I was told, all my life, that those guys were evil and wanted to kill everyone. When I was five, Wither Skeletons invaded my home, stole everything, killed my mother, and left without a trace. And even worse, it all happened right in front of me. This whole entire school was made to protect mobs from the Wither Skeletons! And they decided to let one in!? I remember just a few things while I was reading ahead in that big textbook about the history of this school, and one of those things was the fact this school was against Wither Skeletons! How could they let one in? The founders of this place worked super hard to protect their students and this school from those beasts. What if he was a spy? We would all be doomed!
Wither was talking a lot to Skel. They seemed really happy together. That made me a little guilty for thinking so many bad things about Wither. Even Zombie, his best friend, wasn't able to spark so much happiness from Skel. I squashed all feelings like that away. If he really was evil, he would obviously be trying to manipulate us. He would want us to think he was trustworthy.
I was half listening to their conversation, half, well mostly, trying to look for Zombie. I usually spend my free period with him, because he just understands me better than everyone else. After what seemed like forever, I found him. He was apparently eavesdropping on Creeper and Enderman. He had a confused by relieved expression on his face. I knew Zombie. He probably was curious about something the duo were talking about, and thought of the worst. It probable ended up being something that wasn't that bad. At least, I think. Now I wanted to know what the two were talking about. I pulled Zombie away from Creeper and Ender to talk to him.
