Thenetherminecraft Stories

Bored. Bored. Bored. Is all Skeppy thought. He'd gone through a multitude of princesses his parents had set him up with. None of them caught his eye, because of his royal title he had to marry a princess from another royal family because of the "law," or something. "Uh- do you have a favourite food?" The princess started. "Sand." He smirked letting his head up. ". . . Sand?" She winced. "Yes. I looovveee sand. I eat like eight gallons of it day, at least." --CROSS POSTED ON AO3--