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Meanwhile...
Yaawwnnn...
Huh?
Someone awoke from their bed. Clink. Clink. Clink. He walked out onto his balcony. His eyes were closed to feel the breeze.
"Wonderful day in Hermitville. New Hermitville? I dunno."
He opened his eyes. "Wait a second. This isn't Hermitville!"
In front of him was a jungle. A giant tree in the distance, and a small village. Looked like a Scar thing. There was some sort of point in the distance. He turned and ran downstairs... Stairs? No, he fell. Yelling, and cut.
He woke up on an island. He looked around. Nether portal behind him, Mooshroom Island to his left, and in front of him was a chest.
"Boats!"
He Took one and paddled far. He found one of those Dark Oak Tree biomes. While he walked around, he managed to get some tools. Before dark, he went mining. Iron tools, and some armor.
He continued walking until day time. He continued walking until he found something. Something... Small. And someone was mining. A diamond pickaxe, unenchanted, too.
"Hello?", Wels called out. The man turned. "Oh! TFC! Hey, man." TFC rested his pickaxe on his shoulder. "Uh, where is everyone? Haven't seen anyone, haven't heard a rocket, haven't seen anyone flying, or in a boat, or even walking." Wels walked closer, rubbing the back of his neck.
TFC shrugged. "No idea, no one's been in chat either." He took out his communicator to confirm... Nothing.
The two of them stood there in silence before TFC got back to terraforming. That's when Wels had an idea. He smacked his fist on his palm. "The Adventures of WelsFC! The Journey to Find Lost Friends. An Adventure of Heroes! A- And we can, um. Hm." He grabbed a pig. "Starring Mr. Piggy!"
TFC shrugged again. "How am I supposed to find them, don't you think I've tried already?"
"Well, we can try again!"
"I mean, sure, kid, but I'm telling you. Checked everywhere they could've been. Their bases, shopping district... Hey, did you know Mumbo was running for mayor?-"
"Yes, yes, I know about the mayoral race."
They sat for a drink.
Insert annoying drinking noises
"Look, Wels, I didn't even know you were here," TFC trailed off. "How did you get here?" TFC started sharpening his sword. It had become dull. Wels sighed, taking off his helmet.
"I just woke up on spawn island. Took a boat from Joe's chest thing, found you."
"Well, Wels." TFC stood up and held out his hand, smiling. Wels looked up at him and took his hand, getting up and putting his helmet back on. "Wanna go on an adventure?"
"Find the hermits?"
TFC nodded.
The two set off to the shopping district to buy some gear.
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