Zane x Reader//Minecraft Diaries Fanfiction//Our Broken Love

Chapter 18: Some Well Deserved Dinner and Punishments

Hai guys! Here is some things that might come in handy later. This list will be updated when I add more things to the story.

(Y/N)= Your Name

(H/C)= Hair Color

(E/C)= Eye Color

(V/N)= Village Name

(N/N)= Nick Name

(W/N)= Wyvern's Name

(F/C)= Favorite Color

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Zane's Point Of View:

I couldn't help but laugh at the stupid joke (N/N) and I had just came up with.

I replayed it in my mind 'till I hit my head on something.

A pillar. A literal not moving pillar.

I heard muffled laughs and sighed, going faster towards the kitchen.

I opened it up and saw the chefs and cooks bustling around.

"HIGH PRIEST ZANE!" Someone called out and soon enough everybody was bowing.

I stopped smiling and at once become serious.

That's what they expect from a high priest. Especially one from O'khasis.

I walked over, grabbed a bowl and I could hear many gasps.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, well more demanded, towards the main chef.

"N-no sir. It's just, I never saw you cook." I looked at him, not sure how to reply.

"Well, there's always a first time. Now everybody leave." I demanded powerfully.

"But s-sir--" He started but I cut him off. "Now."

He sighed and lead everybody out of the kitchen. Then it hit me hard.

Real hard, like a boulder hitting a baby hard.

Um.... How do I cook exactly?

(Y/N)'s Point Of View:

I sat there, doing nothing, extremely bored.

I couldn't help but reply what had happened.

Zane was attacked by his 'girlfriend' and next thing you know he's getting me food.

Food is important. Almost more important then Zane.

There just tied.

Anyways, I sat there wondering what was taking him so long. 

I sighed and got out of bed, almost falling to the ground but I caught myself with the door.

I walked out and opened Garroth's door quietly.

I looked around me and inside the room and nobody, nobody was there.

I walked in and I started searching through his clothe drawers.

Time for some payback Garroth. This happened twice now.

I grabbed his boxers, not with my hands but with a sword delicately, and I ran to the toilet.

I opened the door and clothes were every where.

Ew, ew, EW!

I dipped it into the toilet and then ran back to the drawers, doing them for every one.