Minecraft isn't as easy as it seems[RESUMED]

MINECRAFT LET'S PLAY(VOLLEYBALL) EPISODE 1 - STARTING OUT!

Y/N opened her eyes. She was standing in the middle of a grassy meadow beside Kuroo and Kenma.

Kuroo...and a cat. Who looked quite a bit like Kenma.

"Haah?" Y/N cried. "Kenma?!"

Kenma sniffed the ground and licked his paw. "Hi."

"Awwww," Kuroo teased, "You're adorable."

Kenma slashed Kuroo's arm with his claws. "Stop that."

"Are we...in Minecraft?" Y/N glanced around. The world was looking particularly blocky.

Kenma sighed. "Do you two even know how to play Minecraft?" he trotted over to a tree nearby, and attempted to break the trunk with his paws. He failed miserably, and glared at Y/N and Kuroo. "Help me, please."

Y/N and Kuroo ran over and started punching the wood.

"Owwwwww." Kuroo moaned.

Y/N winced. "Deal with it. We need the resources."

Kuroo glared at Kenma a couple feet away. "Why don't you help us?"

Cloee appeared again. "Because he's too good at the game."

"Huh?"

"If Kenma were actually able to do things, he would have finished the game in about 6 minutes. That would be boring, so I rendered him unable to do anything except be a cat and talk." Cloee said casually.

"Why do you want us to suffer?" Kenma chimed in.

"Because I need content." Cloee rolled her eyes.

"Content? What in this blocky world do you mean?" Y/N asked.

"I am an alien species called the Author. We live on the planet of Wattpad, and a different species of alien, called the Reader, must live on our planet for us Authors to survive. These Readers are difficult to amuse, so we must constantly give them content to entertain them. It is the price of being an Author."

"Oh, so-"

"One more thing. Authors are capable of controlling anything and anyone."

"WHAT?"

"Liiiike, that." Cloee pointed into the dark depths of the forest, held up a small card, yelled, "RETURN! TO THE HAIKYUU UNIVERSE!" and a beam of light took her away(Hunter X Hunter).

Each person turned their heads slowly toward the forest.

Crack

Clatter

Crack

A skeleton emerged,  with dead eyes, with a bow and arrows ready to fire.

They all screamed simultaneously and ran. Arrows hit Kuroo and Y/N, giving each of them substantial damage.

"Do we kill him or run?" Y/N asked frantically.

"You dummies. Run out into the sun and he'll burn." Kenma leapt forward, and his owners followed.

Eventually, with what seemed like hours of running, the skeleton dropped to the ground, leaving behind a partially broken bow and a bone.

"We need more wood. Go do that." Kenma commanded.

"Yes, Your Catjesty." Kuroo jogged off. Kenma scowled.(Kenma new King of the Court?)

When their hands were substantially broken and they had a total of 16 logs, they crafted them all into planks, and had a whole stack.

"Make a crafting table."

"What? How?" Kuroo said, promptly dropping a couple planks. Y/N picked them up and handed them back to him.

Kenma sighed. "I swear, you are so stupid."

Kenma put four wooden planks on the ground and shoved them around with his paws until they made a square. A poof, and there was a crafting table.

"Now make a pickaxe."

"What? H-" Kuroo started.

"My god. Uppies!(Boss Baby, YES I WATCH IT, IT'S HILARIOUS)"

Y/N grabbed Kenma and set him on top of the crafting table.

Kenma pointed at the two lowest rows."Put two planks here."

Poof!

And four sticks sat on top of the table.

"Now, put the sticks where you just put the planks. Then, on the top row, put three wooden planks."

Y/N watched as Kuroo fumbled around with the table. "Whoa! It really does look like a pickaxe." she commented.

"Give it to Y/N."

"Huh? Why?" Kuroo asked incredulously.

"Because I said so. Y/N-"

"Chill. I know how to do this." Y/N started digging down.

"First rule of Minecraft." Kenma leapt down from the crafting table gracefully and peered down the hole Y/N descended in. "Don't dig straight-"

A thump. A scream. Then silence.

And in the sky, in big white letters, it spelt:

Y/N WAS SLAIN BY A ZOMBIE.

"Down." Kenma winced.

And suddenly, Y/N was standing where they first appeared.

"Huh? I thought I died." Y/N stared at herself. "Huh? Where are my items?"

"You lost them. Great." Kenma flopped down onto the ground. "Kuro. Make another pickaxe."

"Okay." but Kuroo didn't move.

"Kuro?"

"Um. What is that?" Kuroo pointed at the strange green creature.

"Creeper. Explodes if you get too close to it." Kenma got up and strolled toward the creeper.

Kuroo ran backwards. "Kenma, what the Asahi are you doing?"

Kenma glared at the creeper. The creeper glared back, but eventually, the pressure was too much, and the creeper ran away, tears streaming down his face.

"Game mechanic. A cat is basically a creeper repellent."

Hold on. That's too unfair.

"Game. Mechanics. It's fine."

Kuroo finished making the pickaxe and he handed it to Y/N.

"Y/N. Can you not die again? I dunno, dig into that hill. We need somewhere to spend the night." the group walked over to the hill, and Y/N started digging away, handing each piece of stone she collected to Kuroo. When there was enough, Kuroo made two stone pickaxes, and soon enough, they had a large enough place to spend the night.

Kuroo found a handy-dandy book that taught him how to craft lots of basic items, and he crafted a door, a couple of furnaces, and a chest.

Y/N started walking towards the door, but Kenma raced ahead and blocked her.

"We have no sword and no armor. We DO NOT take chances with the night." Kenma pointed to the back wall. "Let's go caving."

Y e s, Kenma is your generic cares-about-basically-nothing-and-hates-the-world cat. It is my godly plan.

Everyone go listen to Discord by The Living Tombstone. It's a good song. Now go. I'm tired and honestly I just wanna watch Hermitcraft. And I will. Triple update wooooooooooooooo.