Hey peeps! Chapter one! ...Yeah, that's all I got. Enjoy I guess then?
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Chapter 1 - 3rd POV
"What the heck dude! Me and Jerome would have been sleeping by now if it weren't for this pointless quest!" Mitch yells at Sky, his block fists clenching and un-clenching. When Sky just asks this one tiny question, the whole team starts yelling at him. Ty snickers at this, despite the situation. "You guys wouldn't have been sleeping," He says and pauses for dramatic effect, "you guys probably would have been screwing around in that derped up place you call a house." And with these words the team is laughing their asses off, while Mitch flushes crimson- and despite having all that fuzzy fur protecting his cheeks, even Jerome looks a little embarrassed. "Ey! It's a tree-house, not a fancy luxurious swazza!!" He yells, ignoring the first part of Ty's comment. Ssundee looks at him ludicrously behind his shades. "What the hell is a swazza?" He emphasizes the non-existing word. It's suddenly silent again, and the grass they're all standing on swerves with the wind. "Bad timing?"
The whole team stares at him.
He gives them a cheeky smile. "So yes?"
They ignore him.
"So... what are we going to do now, head back to the village?" Jason ponders. Sky realizes something, and chuckles nervously, tugging on the purple and butter amulet of his, scooting away slightly from the team. The astronaut turns to him, suspicious. "We are going back, aren't we Sky?" He drawls. Sky laughs once more. "Of course Jason!" He says, throwing his arms out and around his buddy.
Deadlox stares at him. "Well then, lead the way." He gives him a look which makes the butter-lover more anxious. The mudkip sighs, and states out the obvious. "You don't know where we are, do you?"
Silence.
"M-maybe."
Everybody groans.
"I-I can explain! My mind was just off and- and,-" He's interrupted by the bacca. "Adam." Jerome barks out his real name, suddenly bringing a iron axe out. "You're telling me, that we're lost?!" He hollers. Mitch grabs the axe from behind Jerome, thinking he was going to chop Sky with it. Jerome snaps, and launches himself onto Mitch, snarling. Mitch makes no attempt to struggle, or else it'll infuriate his friend even more.
"This is..." Everybody prepares for the worst, getting their weapons out...
"Going to be the best. Night. EVER!!!" Jerome whoops.
And then next thing you know everybody gets really confused.
"Wait what? I thought you were going to slaughter me!!" Sky cries out. Jerome smirks. "In your sleep, probably." He replies casually, which Sky makes a choked noise on. "What the crap do you mean, it'll be the best night ever? We're stuck in the crappin' woods! I'm surprised no mobs have come to try and kill us!!" Ssundee exclaims.
"Um..." Mitch suddenly brakes in. They all stare down at him. "I'm glad your not trying to kill anybody at the moment really Jerome," he says meekly, "but do you think you could get off me? I think an ant creeped inside of my ear." Jerome realizes he's still laying on top of Mitch. He chuckles. "Woops. Sorry biggums." He gets up and throws out a paw which the Canadian accepts. Not that Jerome noticed, but everyone else notices a tint of pink on Mitch's cheeks. They all throw him a knowing look behind Jerome's back, and Mitch throws a glare back at them, mentally flipping them off. The fuzzy bacca is oblivious to the world when it comes to Mitch's feelings about him, and everybody's a cheap bastard for it.
Ah, puppy love.
"Anyway, ladies," They all narrow their eyes at Jerome for calling them ladies, "if we're going to stay and stand here like imbeciles, I say, let's not do that!" That line just makes the gang even more confused. "Your debating classes from highschool aren't working." Mitch mutters. Jerome scowls lightly.
Jerome opens up his inventory then, and takes out a bunch of spruce wood. "Let's just camp here for the night. Build a shelter, possibly find some coal unless somebody already has some, and then in the morning hack away all these trees until we find a clearing." The mudkip raises his hand like It's school, and to add on for affect Jerome calls his name.
"What about food?" Husky's stomach agrees, growling. Half the team's hunger bar is probably low, and ever since they came to this forest, they haven't seen a neutral or even an aggressive mob in sight. The bacca shrugs in reply. "I dunno about you folks, but I'm as good as cat on the grill." Everybody gives him a strange look. He just rolls his eyes, and takes out some other random things from his inventory and hands it out to everybody. "Quinten and Ssundee, you guys can get some more wood," Jerome hesitantly hands them his Betty, "Adam, Jason, and Ty could try looking for food- or at least something edible," He nods at them, and they shrug and go off, "and Mitch and I can start working on a shelter I guess." the fluffy animal finishes, staring at Mitch. Mitch playfully says "Yes ma'am." and gives a salute. Jerome laughs, even though Mitch did technically call him a woman. Jerome hands Mitch a couple of birch wood, and they both start placing blocks, with the irritable 'pop!' noise they hear each time they place a block down. They keep doing this, and it's like a repeating process, block by block, the pop sound the only noise availible, besides the comments here and there between the two, and the silent but audible swerving of the grass down below. The only noises...
That is, until they both hear a scream of terror.
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