Graagghhh !! Meet Your Minecraft Zombie, Steve. Beware! He's tall, green, and out to scare!
Zombie Steve is on his way to meet up with some of his friends, when he
hears what sounds like a little child laughing. It just got dark outside, and no hum...
Zombie Steve here. We crossed the Vale of Spiders early this evening and reached a river. I had noticed something smelling really, really bad. I know that people think zombies smell, and maybe we do, but whatever I smelled was a thousand times worse than the smelliest zombie I'd ever encountered. As our little group sat down to eat I sniffed the air.
"What is it, Boss?" asked Killer. He had taken to calling me Boss.
"Something stinks really bad," I replied. I sniffed in his direction.
"Well, don't look at me, Boss. I can tell you what smells so bad!" We both looked over at Beep. He grinned at us. Beep was so nasty-looking you could swear he was a zombie, which was fine with me, but there was an unbearable stench that went with his appearance.
I looked over at Killer. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Killer?"
Killer wagged his tail. "Yeah, Boss." We both looked over at Beep as he took his last swallow of food.
"What? Oh no, no, no, no, no, no! Not a...not a..."
Killer and I finished his sentence at the same time: "Bath!"
We rushed him and dragged him to a shallow pond that had formed near the river. We threw him in, and every time he got out we tossed him back in. Killer finally jumped in with him, and Beep decided the water wasn't so bad. We got him out, dried him off, and I quickly made him a pair of leaf pants to wear for modesty while we dried his clothes over a quick oven I set up. I also made a little hair comb for him out of a twig, and made his hair lie down better.
Even as a zombie I have to admit that between the stench he put off and his hair, he was a bit scary-looking. As soon as his clothes dried we headed on to our next destination: Bunny Hill.
Honestly I should have known better than to try to take another shortcut via a place called Bunny Hill. There is a huge pack of rabbits that live there. They are very nervous, jumpy, hyperactive rabbits. And I have a hyper, curious, ornery little human boy and a wolf pup. This was a recipe for disaster, and I should have known it.
As soon as Beep and Killer caught sight of a bunny at the base of the hill, the chaos began.
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Let's just say it took an hour to catch Beep and Killer both, another hour to apologize to the rabbits, and thirty minutes to get all that fur from between Killer's teeth. Now, he didn't hurt any of them, but he did nip at them enough to get several mouthfuls of rabbit fluff. He looked like he had grown a multicolored mustache with all that fur hanging out when he opened his mouth. It just looked...disturbing.
Well, by the time we got everything resolved andwere summarily chased off Bunny Hill by its rightful residents, it was almostmorning. I again made us a temporary shelter in the side of a nearby hill (notBunny Hill!), and we called it a night. This kid is wearing me out!
