The Crew's Book of Hermitcraft Season 7 Oneshots

Bad Day

The sun was quickly disappearing below the horizon, and Zed was starting to feel the pull of sleep weighing down on him. He bade goodbye to Tango, stifling a yawn, and flew back to his base. He walked slowly, tiredly over to his bed, collapsing on top of the sheets and falling asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

ZedaphPlays went to sleep. Sweet dreams!

The next thing he knew was slowly waking up with his face squished onto the floor, having half-fallen out of bed. Grumbling, he rolled the rest of the way off, taking half the blanket with him, since it had inexplicably wrapped itself around his foot. With an angry grunt, he kicked it off. He lay there for a moment, looking up at the ceiling.

Eventually, he dragged himself to his feet, feeling the soft squish of nylium under his feet. The uncomfortable feeling just made his bad mood worse, putting him in an entirely rotten state of mind. He trudged off, glaring at the stupid clock, showing that it was stupid daytime, and the stupid contraption that had put him in this stupid mood.

He went over to his storage system, rummaging around for some golden carrots, to get some breakfast in him. He eventually found a stack, pulling them out, and standing back up, only to thwack his head on the chest above the one he'd been looking in. He rubbed his head gingerly, noting with a grumble that it was just another stupid thing this morning.

As he ate his breakfast, he scrolled through the messages on his communicator, seeing what he'd missed while he slept. Nothing much had happened, except that something had happened with Scar and some piglins, and that Tango had literally just messaged him. He opened the message, even though he couldn't really see the point in it.

TangoTek: Right side or wrong side? :)

Zed grumbled, staring at the message. It was stupid. This was all stupid and awful and what was the point. He typed out the first message that came to mind, and hit send without really thinking about it.

ZedaphPlays: Guess.

Tango didn't reply, and Zed realised that he'd been a bit rude. Great. Tango was probably upset with him now. He just had to go and mess that up, didn't he!? He yelled, and threw his communicator across the storage pit. It didn't make him feel any better, but at least he didn't have to worry about any angry replies Tango would have for that stupid message.

After a minute of just staring at the communicator, Zed sighed and stood up, picking it up but putting it on silent and shoving it into the back of his inventory. He really didn't want to talk to anyone else right now. He walked out of his base, deciding to spend the morning buying more redstone components since he was running kinda low.

Zed touched down in front of Iskall's slime shop, whatever it was called, stumbling a little. This, of course, was yet another source for grumbling. Zed adjusted his elytra, and set off for Tango's piston-thing-iron-shop to - guess what - buy some pistons. He walked over there, grumbling all the way, but eventually, he reached his destination.

He popped up the bubble elevator, and walked briskly over to the pistons chest. It was empty. Of course it was empty. Zed sighed dejectedly. Nothing was gonna go right for him today, was it? He turned to leave, to find pistons somewhere else, since he clearly couldn't even get them in the stupid shop that was literally shaped like a stupid piston-

And he crashed right into Impulse. 

"Oh! Zeddy! I didn't see you there!" Impulse gasped, putting the shulker box that he was carrying down and offering Zed a hand to help him up. Zed just grunted and got up under his own steam. He stormed out of Tango's shop in an even fouler mood. Impulse stared at the spot where Zed had fallen over, and then went to chase after his friend.

"Zeddy! Wait!" He called, stumbling out of the shop behind Zed. Zed stopped in his tracks, instantly worrying if he'd accidentally upset Impulse, too. "You alright?" Impulse simply asked, reaching out to put a hand on Zed's shoulder. Zed turned around, batting Impulse's hand away.

"I'm fine." He snapped. Impulse raised an eyebrow, rubbing his arm sorely. "Just... having a rough day." Zed admitted.

"Woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" Impulse joked.

"Literally." Zed let out a noise halfway between a huff and a chuckle. Impulse put his arm around Zed's shoulders comfortingly, and this time, Zed didn't bat it away.

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