Stash of Minecraft One Shots

Narnia Team Crafted 1-Shot

team crafted in Narnia!!!!

"Hide and seek lezz go!" Jerome shouted. They were all staying at an old home. Mitch laughed, and raced away, trying to find a good hiding spot. He raced up a couple sets of stairs, and looked around. He dashed for a spot behind some curtains, but Ty beat him to it. The teen stuck out his tongue at Ty, and raced up another set of stairs. A hall with three doors was at the top, and Mitch began to try doors. The first was locked, and so was the second.

"SEVEN!" Panic started to set in, and he hurriedly tried the third door. It swung open to his surprise, and he tumbled inside, closing the door after him. A large wardrobe stood at the very back. Perfect. He thought, and jogged over, opening the doors, and slipping inside. He closed them, but only so that a crack of light could get through. No one was that stupid to close it all the way. He backed up, fingers out so he could find the back of the wardrobe. But he never found it. With a grunt, he tripped over something, and fell back heavily. Mitch stood, rubbing his head. What he saw, made his jaw drop. A wood. What the hell? He took a step forward, feet crunching on the autumn leaves.

"Oh, hello!" A voice said, and Mitch turned. Two children, about fifteen and sixteen stood behind him. One was a girl and the other a boy. The girl wore a set of brown pants, a white tunic tucked into the pants, a black tank top corset thing, and a sword was at her hip. The boy wore similar clothes, except his pants were black, and he had a purple shirt, with a leather tank top thing over it. He had a sword as well.

"Who are you?"

"Mitch. You are?" Mitch answered.

"I'm Jill, this is Eustace." Mitch snorted. The boy glared at him.

"Got a problem?"

"Who names their kids Eustace anymore?" Mitch laughed, and the two exchanged concerned looks.

"Where did you come from?"

"That wardrobe back there?" Mitch said, unsure of what he should say. Eustace looked panicked, while Jill was more confused.

"Give us a moment please." Mitch nodded, and stuck his hands in his pockets. His fingers brushed his phone, and he suddenly remembered the guys.

"Oh god, I have to get back. The guys will be wondering where I went." Mitch muttered, shoving his phone back in his pocket, and jogging back towards the wardrobe.

"Wait!" He turned. Jill ran up, and pressed a piece of cloth into his hands.

"If you ever come back, show this to any animal, and tell them to bring you to Lady Jill at the royal court."

"Royal court?"

"Yes, now go before someone sees you." She shoved Mitch, and he stumbled. With a bit of fear, he ran back to the wardrobe, and pushed past all the fur coats.

"Guys I'm back!" He yelled, leaping out of the wardrobe, and out into the hall.

"Shut up!" Ty hissed from his spot. Mitch looked about confused.

"What?"

"Found you!" Jerome shouted, and Mitch frowned.

"How long was I gone?"

"What do you mean Biggums?" Jerome asked. Ty crawled out from the curtain, and crossed his arms at Mitch.

"There was this place, and there were some people, and look!" Mitch helped out the scrap of cloth Jill had given him.

"Where did you get that, the closet?" Ty snorted, and Mitch felt his heart sink.

"No I'm serious." He grabbed Jerome's arm, and pulled him up to the hall, and opened the doors.

"In there." Mitch pointed at the wardrobe, and Jerome walked up. "There was a wood, and two people. One was a royal person." Mitch gestured wildly.

"Mitch this is just a wardrobe. You sure you aren't hallucinating?" Mitch stamped his foot.

"I was not hallucinating." With that, he stormed away.

"Mitch?" Ian pushed open the canadian's door, fearing the worst. But all he saw was Mitch face down in the pillows, not making a noise. Ian crept inside the room, and sat beside him.

"I believe you." Mitch lifted his head, and looked at Ian.

"Why?" Ian shrugged.

"I've seen some really weird stuff in my life. It wouldn't surprise me if it was real." Mitch nodded, and sat up. "Dinner is ready by the way. Want to come down?" Mitch nodded again, and swung his legs off the bed, standing. The two walked down the old stairs, and into the dining room. The conversations abruptly stopped, and Mitch slowly sat down beside Jerome and Ian. Adam jumped up to go get the food. Everyone probably had heard of his episode, and Mitch looked down at his plate, avoiding everyone's curious looks. Adam returned with the food, and thankfully the attention shifted from him to the food. He and Jerome walked up to their rooms together after the meal.

"Dude, you okay?" Mitch gave him a glare, and walked into his room, shutting the door with a click. Jerome sighed, and went into his own room.

Around midnight, he heard Mitch's door open. He sat up, and opened his a crack. Someone with a light disappeared around the corner. Jerome slipped his shoes on, and grabbed a flashlight. He met up with Ian and Adam, who pointed to the light without a word. The three of them followed it, and found themselves at the door to the room with the wardrobe. Jerome opened it in time to see Mitch open the door to the wardrobe, and step inside. The three waited about four minutes, before following.

"Mitch?" Jerome whispered, peering into the piece of furniture. (that sounded weird) No answer. Jerome put his foot inside, and started to walk in. Ian caught his arm.

"What if Mitch is right, but there's something on the other side that will eat us?" He whispered hoarsely. Jerome shrugged.

"I don't, but I'm going after him anyways." (MEROME!) He pushed through the coats, and blinked as sunlight hit his face. Ian and Adam came after him.

"He was right." Jerome breathed.

"What the hell?"

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I needed to do this, lol sorry. Poor Mitch, he is lucy in this. And ty isn't really a jerk. Okay tanks. LIKE FAVORITE FOLLOW DONT DO DRUGS DO CANDY