' uh yeah , hey you got the wrong number , just thought I'd let you know ' ♡ ♡ ♡ in which a wrong number call and an overly dramatic voicemail lead to unlikely friendships. dakota ivan miss-clicks when typing in her sisters phone number, and accidentally leaves the blood god himself a two minute voicemail rant. rather then pass it off, he decides to respond with one of his own.

A compilation of Hermitcraft oneshots! I'll update whenever inspiration hits, so buckle up boys. All art (if there is any) is mine! Quick note, all of these stories are strictly platonic! I write them like best friends, so there will be intimate moments, but that's what real friends do! (Particularly if they're Rendog) [No longer posting here, moved to Ao3]