MCYT RANDOMNESS 2

The Arena pt1

PoV: Cleo

It's another normal day of Hermitcraft not being normal because the Permit Office decided to be a pain in my butt. Me and Joe are hiding from the Poe-Poe somewhere, Cub exiled himself (Of course he was scared of my return), No Poe have done nothing and now there are vexes.

5 vexes, to be precise, flying around and following me wherever I go from the moment I wake up. But, contrary to normal vex behaviour, the tiny little menaces aren't violent. If anything, their piercing, incredibly annoying chitters and laughs are excited, friendly.

Clearly, Cub and Scar are messing around.

And clearly I have to muster the spite and willpower to handle that.

'Oh for goodness- JOE!' I yell. 'JOE THE PERMIT OFFICE ARE BEING ANNOYING!'

'Annoying? In what way annoying?' The felted blue face of the puppet my friend's consciousness is now inside appears from the ceiling. 'Oh- yeah- alright. That is rather concerning, convincing, con-noying, conniving and most of all con-vexing...'

'Can't you speak to them?'

'Not really, but I can understand a few words...'

'Can you understand what they're saying now?'

'Well... an understanding of vex I'm standing under is rather complicated as they're not saying anything I know.'

'Right... you, that vex there.' I point to the vex closest to my eyeline. The vex pauses upon being addressed, landing on the end of my finger with a little giggle, chittering what turns out to be one repeated phrase. 'Did Cub and Scar send you to fuck up my day?'

The vex only grows more excited, the chitters changing. The others crowd closer.

'It appears to be- sorry- all of them are talking, rather excitedly, about 'Scar, Scar, Secret Life, Scar, Scar... I think that's 'winner', Cub did tell me once that 'dead' and 'winner' were surprisingly similar words in Vex?'

'So either Scar's dead or they've just realised he's won Secret Life and decided that I would be the best person to tell. Got it. Vex? All of you? Why are you here?'

'Come, come... Cleo, come... truth, life? Winner, truth life?'

'Real life. Because I won Real Life, I realise. 'They're here about life series winners... ok, I'm going to message Joel and see if...'

Smallishbeans: BLOODY VEX WONT GO AWAY I KEEP KILLING THEM BUT THEY COME BACK

'No need to message I guess...'

Zombiecleo: Pearl, Grian, random question, but have you got vex too?

Pearlescentmoon: You mean my new postal friends?

Grian: and Scar. Apparently something about the life series? Us winning?

Grian: meet somewhere and discuss? W. Martyn and Scott.

Zombiecleo: sounds good, where should we meet?

Grian left the game

Zombiecleo: GRIAN

Zombiecleo: COME BACK AND TELL US WHERE WE'RE MEETING!

Pearlescentmoon left the game

'Cleo, I think the vex are sending you somewhere. Ok this is very important but I have to talk fast before you're taken, just please remember this, Cleo, that the vex-'

The world flashes blue.

Joe disappears, my chest crushes at quite possibly the worst world-jump I've ever done, before I slam into a stone floor, winded.