"I uh," Tommy starts, not knowing how to break this to the hero lightly. He hates to be the bearer of bad news. "I think your powers are broken? It's not a bad thing of course, but like, I swear you tried to mind control me and it like, totally failed. Which is fine, honestly, don't feel insecure. Everyone's power stop working sometimes... I think." Sheesh, this is very awkward. Why is no one else talking? Why is Philza looking at him like he grew three heads? Why is the Blade staring at him so intensely? Why is Willow still frozen? "Did I, did I hit a nerve? Yikes," Tommy hisses, "Well um," He steps back, bracing his legs and bending his knees, "This was like super fun, but I'm - I'mma head out." or, in which Tommy manages to annoy the hell out of Phil, Techno and Wilbur by being both impossible to catch and irritatingly endearing. or or, a crack fic where Tommy is a vigilante and Phil, Techno and Wilbur are the heroes hunting him down.

(IF UR SBI DON'T READ THIS PLS, IT'S VERY CRINGE) Tommy is an orphan who got fostered 37 times and not even 1 of the people he got fostered by wasn't abusive. The orphanage didn't really help either since they where also abusive and wanted to get rid of Tommy as soon as possible. When the Minecraft's come to foster him, will anything be different? This book will contain triggers so if you get triggered by stuff I recommend you to not read this book! - Coverart by @Vyxen_Artz

Theseus Minecraft was born in the year 1305. He was born into a family destined to walk the earth for eternity and ever, only... Theseus wasn't graced with such curse. Theseus would grow old, wither and one day die, like any other ordinary human. But instead of breaking down, like any other ordinary human would, he simply smiled. He smiled a smile brighter than a thousand suns, filled with innocence, grace and acceptance. 'I would mind death if I didn't know that one day fate would bring us back together' Phil would wait for that day. As would Techno, as would Wilbur. They would wait for their precious sunshine to return to them once again.