Alex is a loner in the ice plains. She prefers pigs to people. She's a vegetarian. She starts in a small hut but moves into an igloo that she then renovates. She's good at fighting mobs in the overworld, but not the Nether.
She meets Steve, who ann...
I woke around noon to a soft knock at my door. "Alex?" I heard a voice ask.
Nosey snorted at the door. I didn't get up.
But suddenly a wet tongue was licking my face. "Hi, Molly," I laughed, sitting up.
Steve had let himself in and was carrying more pumpkin pie. "Hungry?" he asked.
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"Starved, thanks." I took a slice. "Where do you find these pumpkins anyways?" I asked him.
"In the forest to the north. I can show you sometime," Steve said with a shrug. "But only if you want. I know how you feel about people and help."
"No!" I said a little too loudly. "I mean, I would like to see these pumpkins in the forest. Thanks."
"No problem," Steve said with a smile. "And is it really okay if I call you Alex?"
"It's what my friends call me," I explained.
"Right. Friends." Steve was quiet as he took another piece of pie. "And next time I ask you for help?"
"I'll be right there. Alex the Zombie Hunter, at your service."
"That was totally awesome." Steve laughed. "I think you even did a flip as you flew through the air over me. Oh! That reminds me." He stopped eating and reached into his inventory. He took out something brown and soft-looking.
He held it out to me and I took it with a questioning look.
"It's leather," he explained. "To make your papers into a proper book. I saw you writing while I was healing down there. I know you're a vegetarian, but you can accept a gift, right? I mean, I already ate the steak..."
"Yeah." I nodded quickly. "I understand. Thanks."
I got up and immediately went over to my crafting table, where you, my family of papers, were. A little crafting later, you're a real diary!
