Hᴇɴʀʏ x Wɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (FNAF) (Tᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴏ̨ᴜᴇsᴛs)

Henry and William meet Minecraft #2

Heya! My account and this story is dead. XD But anyways-

I'm fucking dead too. ALMOST 900 READS HERE? IN THIS BOOK? *Suki's ex. has stopped working*

Wow- thank you, toast beans! :D (Now onto this crappy chapter)

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Alex: So that's what griefing means. Don't ever do it, unlike Herobrine.

William: Eh, it doesn't sound so bad. I mean, isn't just trolling players in this server?

Alex: WHAT?!! NO- I MEAN- I JUST- Oh gods. Trolling and griefing are a tiny bit different but they are different.

William: How so?

Steve: Well, for instance, if somebody throws a paintball at their friend's house, it wouldn't be serious damage. Then, the player would just say it was a prank. But griefing...

Alex: Exactly what Steve said. Griefing is a whole new level of pranks and trolls. It's damage. Serious damage. And massive damage. Griefing is more like destruction or rude pranks. Like burning a house down for some kind of purpose or no purpose. Or causing damage on a player's house. 

Herobrine: I don't get why you guys don't grief. It's hilarious! And fun!

Alex: Did I forget to mention people grief other players just for laughs and for the thrill and the sight?

Henry: Frick... if Minecraft allows griefing to happen, why not stop it? Or even shut down Minecraft?

Me: *pops in* Cus. LOGIC.

William: WHAT THE FUUUUCK-

*insert glitch beep thingy*

Alex: We don't know.. oh shit. It's nighttime. Hero, get out the beds. Steve, do we have enough food?

Herobrine: *sets down beds* Done.

Steve: Sure! We only have food that lasts us for about two days.

Me: *pops in* GO BACK TO THE HOOMAN WORLD. *sends Henry and William back*

Herobrine&Steve&Alex: The fuck did they go-

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Hewwo-

No part 3 cus this oneshot is done. Forever. Any more requests?? ;-; My brain has unfortunately run away with it's thoughts so uh-

Plez request. ;-;

-Suki 🍞🔪