Bdubs had a weird dream, of him and Etho, in a hardcore world. They'd built a fort out of snow- they were brilliant builders, of course. Spending time together, perfect redstone peers, as a father and son should be.
There was a wall. Etho was always on the other side of a wall. But that didn't mean anything, they were still Etho and Etho's boy. It was just that reds didn't socialize with... the others. And he could still see him, if he grabbed the top of the wall and peeked over... He was always there, he'd never leave him.
"See reason, Bdubs!" said Grian. "Etho clearly has no loyalty to you."
Bdubs rapidly shook his head and tried to believe he'd never heard those words.
"He's immediately run off with the next person!" No. No, he hadn't.
"He loves me," said Bdubs.
And Grian laughed. Then he shook his head and kept talking. Bdubs shouted over him. "He does! He- he cares!" Of course he cared, he was his dad for goodness' sake.
In the dream, Etho loved him, and in the dream it was the one thing he knew for sure, that Etho loved him, and he loved Etho, and they would always be on the same team. There were no clocks in this dream.
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Clockers Limited Life
FanfictionThis is a retelling of Bdubs's Limited Life story, with increased angst about choosing where his loyalties lie and choosing between his parents etc, etc. Though this is mainly limited life it will reference other life series as well, and hermitcraft
