"W-wait. What?"
"I mean..." I was really nervous talking to her for some reason. "I just want to give someone a birthday present."
"Oh," she sighed out of relief. "Okay..." Something I questioned for a long time is whether or not skeletons blush. I guess she answered that. [This is not inline with her current iteration's personality.] The day continued on like normal, but I was quite surprised that nobody said "happy birthday" to her in our fortress. I walked around the region of the fortress and found a silver necklace chain. [Dawg, I don't even think that's even popular to import into the Nether, but okay.] I took it with me and went home. A few minutes passed, and I was done.
I went to look for the Wither Skeleton just to find her on the roof of the fortress.
"Hey, Rose," I called out softly. [POV: you don't proofread]
"What?" she replied.
"I have something for you," I handed her a carefully wrapped box. [Presumably, he knew how to shapeshift into his human by this point, I guess?] She held the box with her two hands, waiting for something.
"Come one, open it!" I told her. The black-charred skeleton delicates opened the box to find a necklace with that same Wither Rose attached to the chain. It's really lucky that these kinds of flowers don't decay.
"It's beautiful," she complimented.
"Yeah, it is." Suddenly, I came up with an idea."You don't have a name yet, right?" I asked, trying not to sound rude.
"Yes, I don't," she confirmed. "What about it?"
"Let's give you one,"
"What is it then?"
"How about..." I thought for a moment. I looked at the rose necklace around her neck. "How about Rose. Rose Witiana [Rosalina Honetani]."
"I like it,"
"Papi," Bellicia [predecessor of Amarilis] called. "Why did you include the story on how mommy got her name?"
"Mainly for a memory throwback," I replied. "Couldn't stop thinking about your mother ever since." Rose blushed [?]. I winked at her. Ring. Ring. I check my mobile phone. It was Evan.
"So much for being innocent," Evan commented, like he was in my house listening.
"Wait, how did you know?" I asked.
"Magic," he answered. In Evan & my friend group, Kaleb [Caleb], Blaine, Samual [Samuel Campbell; Irish-Scottish slime; formerly also French; cousin of Magnus], and I are usually portrayed as cinnamon buns. I'm not really sure about Blaine though. There's a sub-category called "sinnamon buns". And me & Kaleb [Caleb] belong in that category. Back to the story.
[👁👁 I wish I didn't have eyes]
After that day, we became official friends. Rose is fun to be around ([crossed out] definitely not because I like her) to be honest. She is really sweet around me & others, but most of the time, she's quiet. Hopefully, nobody (even you, Evan) doesn't find out that I kinda like her. [Dafaq was the crossed out text for then‽] I don't know why I am bringing this story up, but I just did. Back to the present.
Things started off normal like any other day until...
"Everyone!" A Wither Skeleton guard shouted. "We have to evacuate now! The humans, they're here!"
[Creation Date: 13 Feb - 14 Feb 2019]
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The Mob-Player War
FanfictionA collection of stories from young mobs torn & rebuilt by war. A world where shapeshifting to humans is universal. Follow the minds of a Blaze, an Enderman, and some of their friends as their life is changed. Forever. Original Summary: A 50-year war...
