Chapter 27 - Garroth

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    "We can stay in my treehouse for the night, since it would be kind of creepy if someone saw me alive," Zella says as we walk to the forest. When we climb up the treehouse, I place Zenix on the carpet and Zella puts a blanket over him.
    "Where... where am I?" he murmurs.
    "Shh," Zella calms him, "Just get some rest." He groans and closes his eyes. His skin is black and cracked. Zella turns to me. "The lever contained wither. I tried to tell him, but he is one arrogant person," Zella giggles. I roll my eyes.
    "He needs to know not to press or pull every lever or button he sees. Or this will happen regularly." Zella bursts out laughing, and Zenix's eyes open. He groans.
    "I..." he begins but Zella puts her hand over his mouth.
    "Just get some rest okay? We will stop making fun of you," Zella comforts and he closes his eyes again.
    "Awww, do we have to?" I pretend to whine. "It's so fun..." Zella gives me a small smile as she rubs Zenix's head.
    "Maybe when he is not near death," Zella says jokingly.
    "Heh, good plan, Zella." I agree. Zella gets up and starts looking around urgently.
    "Oh, Irene, dang it!" she yells as she slams close a storage chest, "There are no more?!" I think to myself, What's her problem?
    "What's up?" I ask.
    "Ugh! I have no healing potions left! GAH!" she stomps her foot, but then she puts her hands on her head, "HOW AM I GOING TO BE ABLE TO SAVE ZENIX NOW?! OH-NO, IRENE, HELP ME!" she yells at herself.
    I decide to go the sarcastic way... "Uh, how about you make more?"
    "I CAN'T! THIS PLACE IS SO FREAKING POOR AND I HAVE NOTHING! GREAT, NOW HE IS GOING TO DIE AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT! UH!" she shouts. I have never seen her this angry at herself...
    "Hmm, how about... we make the potion thing? It only takes a blaze rod and cobblestone." I suggest. Zella looks at me and takes her eyes off her clenched fists.
    "Yeah... I guess if we can get a blaze rod..." Zella mumbles.
    "Pfft. D-doesn't EVERYONE carry a blaze rod in their pocket? Here ya go!" I answer like a proud child. Zella takes the blaze rod and smiles at me.
    "Thanks," she says as she takes some cobblestone out of her storage chest, "And, no. Not everyone has been to the Nether. I personally have never been... except, of course, when Knox kidnapped me and all..." Zella goes over to her brewing stand and begins making the potion. She looks back at me. "Are you hurt? Do you need a potion?"
    "I am absolutely fine except ya know... I HAVEN'T SLEPT FOR DAYS!" Zella laughs.
    "You get some sleep too, then. I will take care of Zenix." Sounds like a deal. I walk over to a corner and pass out.

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    "Garroth! Wake up!" I hear Zella say as she shakes me.
    "Mmm... Five more minutes..." I mumble. Zella laughs.
    "Garroth! I was worrying about you! You slept all last night and almost all of today!"
    "So? I'm off duty." I open one eye and look up at her. "You shouldn't bother a person deprived of sleep when they have been sleeping for less than they missed. Good night." I abruptly end the conversation and fall back asleep.

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