Steve and Penelope

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>Steve's house, Minecraftia, 9:16 Pm<

Steve was quietly relaxing on his bed, staring strait ahead at the luminous stars above through his sunroof. It was an ordinary minecraft night, with the sounds of a close river flowing. Only ever so often you could hear the gurgle of the zombies. But Steve had learnt to get use to this.

His pet pig, Penelope sat next to him, eyes closed and undisturbed. Penelope respected his master, and learnt to trust him. Penelope loved his master, and it was because of this that Steve is still alive. 2 weeks ago, Penelope and Steve faced a herd of mobs. Steve was strong, but was to busy fighting skeletons and zombies to realise a creeper sneaking up on him. Penelope saved Steve by leaping behind him and nocking the creeper of a large drop of a cliff. As Steve laid there on his bed gazing at the stars, he slowly drifted of into a deep sleep, and as did Penelope.

>Steve's house, Minecraftia, 8:23 Am<

When they woke up, Steve remembered that he had to fix the hole in his wall. The day before Steve and Penelope went to go get some beef, but Penelope accidentally gone seen by a creeper and was chased. Steve ran with his friend, and almost got away, but Penelope was to slow, and triggered the creepers explosion. Penelope's iron helmet deflected most of the explosion, but Penelope was still wounded. The creeper exploded part of their home too.

Steve opened his chest and saw that he had no wood left. Just 3 sugar canes, a book and a blood covered stone sword. So the team set out of their home and into the woods. Steve didn't like the woods, he couldn't tell what might be behind a tree or hiding in a bush. Also he had a bad history when it came to not being seen by any mobs. Penelope didn't look worried, but I suppose a pig doesn't show much expression. There was a tall tree that would give enough wood planks to fix the hole, and give him quite a few left over.

>The walkway, Minecraftia, 9:02 Am<

On the way back to Steve and Penelope's home, Steve was hungry, and he could tell Penelope was hungry too. He gave Penelope some wheat, and Steve killed a cow for himself. Steve knew that he should wait until he got home, but he was so hungry he took a bite anyway. On the way back He felt a bit sick, but at least he wasn't as hungry. Penelope seemed to be satisfied with his wheat, and no longer looked hungry.

>Steve's house, Minecraftia, 9:34 Am

When they got home Steve fixed the hole in the wall, and Penelope took a nap. Steve figured that was a good idea, and did the same. As Steve woke, he noticed Penelope was gone! He searched high and low for his mate. Under the bed and Behind the bookshelf, but he was nowhere to be seen.

>The Plains, Minecraftia, 10:26 Am<

Steve went to the plains. It was a long walk, but Steve was determined to find his friend. He came across a local village, and began searching. But still, Penelope wasn't found. As much as Steve loved his pet, Steve gave up. He sat on a step and took some time to overcome what was happening. Since he was a little minecraft noob, Penelope was still by his side. Steve sat there twirling his sword around in his hand. But he thought why waste the rest of my life sulking about it when I can just get over it and move on. He figured he might as well just move on forget about it. So as he got home he started mining, still not being able to take in what happened. Suddenly he hit a cave! Steve saw many ores. Iron went on as far as the eye could see. Lava and water spewed out of the walls of the cave, and the clack of the skeletons bones made Steve shiver.

*Writers note*

If you have an idea of where Penelope might be, post in the comments section. Your idea could be put into this story. Don't be afraid to tell me if this book sucks or if its good. Trust me! I need the info! This is my first book and I hope you all like it!

* Dragonmartin out*

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 25, 2013 ⏰

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