Furnace Crackles~ ( crafting table x furnace )

Furnace Fanastys

Furnaces POV:

i look over at crafting table anxiously, i can tell that they're sad but i dont know what i am able to do to help. crafting is perfect with their oak tree parts.... then im here,, made out of damp wet stone. if only crafting could make me wetter... i just wanna stand on them. but how do i communicate? i cannot speak. So i just sit there, right next to them, shoulder to shoulder, staring intensely. I often fantasize about one day,, being able to move,, growing legs and arms and running away to willy wonkas factory... crafting table makes my oompa loompas wild.. But no.. i must keep it in.. for now atleast.. Until notch (my birthgiver) comes out with a crazy fucking update where i can move. Then,, maybe,, i could be happy.... 'Ahhh~' i wake up with a start-