"Simon? What's that?!" The spaceman was face to face with a large green creature, said creature was hissing and glowing.
Xephos was blown up
"Damn it Lewis! Why do you do this every time?!"
"Shut up, now where do we go?"
The dwarf shrugged an answer and muttered under his breath.
They hadn't had the best of luck, having almost lost peculiar in a cavern and having destroyed most of their gear, they were at a loss of what to do.
"Minstral! Let's go back to minstral!" The spaceman practically lept out of his skin when his dwarven partner perked up.
"I don't know friend, is that a good idea?"
"Okay so we might have blown a little tiny bit up, its not that bad not reeeaalllyy" simon tried to drag out the letters as he finished his sentence instead whining.
"Fine minstral it is"
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What We Could Have Had
FanfictionWe needed hero's, and Minecraft got them, now the hero's lie as a fairy tale, lost in a book. What do we do now that we need them again?
