Chapter 4- A Forgetful Day

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-Tex's POV-

     "Hey Lilly?" I asked turning to her, after putting my plate in the sink. She looked over at me and hummed as a way to say 'go ahead,' "why do I feel like we're forgetting something?"

     "Now that you mention it, yeah ki- oh god! We left Sammy at the house alone!" she yelled running out the house and slamming the door behind her. Everyone stayed silent for a few seconds before May started to say something only to be cut off by the distant yell of Lilly. "I'M COMING FOR YOU SAMMY BABY!!" you could hear faintly.

     "Ignore her.. she's uh... she's not right in the head..." I said, everyone slowly nodded their head in response.

     "So uh... who's Sammy?" May asked.

     "Lilly's very big cat, although I say he's a very big, fat cat, she just says he's big. Which is an understatement.." I replied.

     "Is Lilly going to be... uh.. okay..?" Ty asked.

     "Yeah, she'll be fine. So is Sammy. There's a fresh water pond in our backyard along with some birds that fly by pretty much everyday. He'll be able to catch one, for a fat cat Sammy's really fast. Like Ninja fast, also we live like a mile down the road, so eh, I have no doubts that he'll be okay."

     "That's why you look so familiar!" Adam shouted, "I've seen you around town before!"

-Later-
-??? POV-

      I can't believe he fell for it.... Jason fell for it! I laughed and walked over to one of my wither skeletons, "Tell Silent, Mischief, and Wither that he took the bait. Step one of our plan to kill Notch's son, the Ender Dragon's son, Jeb's son, and my daughter is all going according to our plan."

     "Of course, sir!" said the deep, scratchy voice of the wither skeleton, before leaving me alone. I smiled and sat down on my thrown. If only they knew I was planning on killing the Wither's son too, a shame really. Silent loved his son, Mischief loved messing with him, and Wither, he adored him, and would do anything to help him! That's why he left in the first place, to never talk to his son or to even tell him he had powers. A shame really, maybe if he told him, I could've killed the them and kept their son for my own purposes, instead of my daughter... But oh well, things happen for a reason.

     It's going to be fun messing around with them, especially since I have a sorcerer watching my daughter and her friend.

     My mind was racing with anticipation of what I could do them. All the possibilities, they never end. I could keep them locked up for years and years until they go insane, I could torture them into being my slaves, maybe even kill them slowly. You never know.

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