Stash of Minecraft One Shots

Toddler-Older TrueLox

Toddler TrueLox-Older TrueLox lol hahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahhaha

Well i couldn’t do toddler jason and Ty but i got as close as I could. Which was seven and eight. Lol sorry but it kinda morphed into this. 

“Jason?” Ty called, poking his head into his younger friends room. He looked around, surprised to see the usually bright room, doused in darkness. The navy walls glowed with greenish stars, and a large moon was pasted to the ceiling above the bed. The seven year old was nowhere to be found. He took a step inside, when something heavy dropped on his back, and he tumbled to the ground. Giggles echoed, and the light switched on.

“Hullo Jason.” Ty grinned. His younger friend was sitting on the bureau. Jason laughed, and jumped down. He helped Ty up. 

“What are you doing here Ty, Mum said you had to go somewhere.” Ty immediately felt guilty. 

“I came back to see you. Come on, lets go play.” Jason perked up, and nodded.

“Just one second, I have to grab Jeffery.”

“Jeffery?” Ty questioned.

“My stuffed pig. Mum got it for me, after she told me you left. Said I needed a friend now. I think she’s wrong.” Jason said happily, grabbing a stuffed pig off his bed, and bouncing towards Ty. Guilt flooded Ty, and he for once wished that he didn’t have to come back to tell Jason the bad news. 

“Lets go to the playground.”

“Okay!” Jason grinned, and grabbed his hand, pulling Ty out the door. Ty smiled. Might as well make the best of it while he could, before he had to tell Jason.

“Ty, where did you go? Mum said you were leaving for a long time.” Ty winced. The two were sitting on the swings, Ty kicking up dust. Jason was animatedly swinging back and forth, Jeffery in his hands. 

“Away. Dad got a better job. We’re moving away.” Jason was grounded in seconds. He stared at the ground, Jeffery in his hands. 

“Oh.” Ty got up, and knelt in front of Jason. Only a year and a bit apart, Ty still took his role as the older one seriously. 

“Listen. I will find you again, I promise. I’ll call when I can. I swear it.” Jason looked up, tears slowly making their way down his face. 

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

TEN YEARS LATER

Jason spun around, slicing down an enemy, and moving on to the next one. His movements were automatic, swing, duck, parry, disarm, kill. They were losing, he could tell that much. Sky’s army was slowly failing, Recruits falling left and right. He could hear the shouts of commanders, trying to rally the troops. Every now and again, he would spot a commander. ChimneySwift, Ssundee, Bajan and Jerome, neither leaving the other’s side. He ducked under an arrow shot, and killed the skeleton that fired it. He hoped this wouldn’t be his last battle. He still had someone to find. Ty. After two years of moving, Ty stopped calling. Jason had little time to think about it at the time for he had found new friends. Even now he can’t think about it. Jason hissed as an arrow caught his thigh. He killed the skeleton with renewed anger, and stopped. His limbs ached, and his sword arm felt numb. Seto flew up to him, his normal purple glow surrounding his body.

“Jason!” He cried, landing next to Jason.

“I’m fine.” The astronaut grumbled, holding a scrap of cloth to the wound. 

“No you aren’t.” Seto sighed. He was distracted by an oversized squid, which the sorcerer cussed at, and flew away to destroy it. Jason started his auto fighting again, swing, hack, duck, jump. He looked over at the Butter King, and could see Sky’s mouth open to call retreat, when a horn sounded. The fighting slowed. Neither side could figure out what renforcements were coming for which army. A flag crested the hill. It was black, with bright green symbols Jason couldn’t make out from where he stood. The leader sat on a pure black horse, his helmet glowing. He lifted a diamond sword, and an army clad in black raced down, attacking. Sky called out a warning, but it was not needed. The black army (IM NOT RACIST) plowed into the mob army, destroying them. The recruits and Stars began to fight with renewed energy, the fact that they had back up driving new adrenaline through their veins. Jason found himself fighting next to the black army’s leader, somehow feeling like he should recognize the man. 

“Nice move!” The leader called, and Jason grinned. The heat of the battle swept them away from each other, but it seemed that when Jason was in danger, the black leader was there, deflecting a blow. Soon the mob army was smaller, and smaller, until they surrendered. Jason cheered with the recruits. Seto collected him minutes after, chiding him about running away, and that he probably worsened the wound. Jason of course, was distracted and didn’t listen. 

“Jason?” Sky poked his head into the tent.

“Oh hey.” Jason stood, grabbing the crutches Seto had issued him. “Whats up?” 

“The leader of the Dead Army would like to meet us all in a council. Meet at the fountains in ten minutes.” Jason nodded, and Sky disappeared. He glanced around his little tent, and hobbled out. It would take him the ten minutes to get there with the blasted crutches anyways. Stars called out to him, asking how the leg wound was doing, telling him of losses. He smiled, shook hands and responded. By the time he got to the council, he was of course, five minutes late. Everyone stood as he entered, and he waved them off, sitting heavily in a seat. He glanced around, and decided that the commander of the Dead army was as late as he was. “What did I miss?” Jason asked. The guys slowly explained their sides of the battle, when the man in black armor walked in. Sky stood, and greeted the man, shaking his hand, and showing him a seat. Which happened to be the other end of the table, away from Jason.

“Guys, I’m glad you’re all still here.” He gave a glance to Jerome and Mitch, who were making faces at each other. “No matter how crazy you all are.” Laughter accompanied it. Sky grinned. “But we owe it to the Dead Army and his troops.” Sky gestured to the man, and he stood.

“I have my grudges against them. They attacked us last year, the only reason are smaller then your armies combined.” The man smiled under his helmet. “It is also my hesitation that I did not aid you earlier. I was unsure of your alliances. Until I saw something that made me change my mind.” The man looked down the table, and Jason had a strange feeling that the man was staring at him.

“What made you do that?” Ian asked, rubbing at the gauze around his wrists.

“The leader of the Star Army of course.” All eyes turned to Jason.

“Why me?” The man stepped around the table, and started down the sides.

“I saw you fight, I’ve had men trailing you for a while.” He stopped beside Jason, and pulled off his helmet. “And I’m glad I did, or else you would be dead now.” Jason’s jaw dropped. The maroon eyes had become sadder, the brown hair longer, the skin paler, but it was still him.

“Ty!” Jason jumped up, ignoring the stinging pain in his leg, the stares from his companions. 

“I promised Jay, I promised.” Ty whispered, arms wound tight around Jason’s waist.

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So with that, I have already broke my scheduling for the week. So yeah give me some requests. THANKS FOR THE READS. LISTEN TO COUNTRY, GO TO BED EARLY. DO HOMEWORK, ON SECOND THOUGHT....Never mind.